<?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-558558420454638182</id><updated>2011-09-19T09:18:19.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Directions</title><subtitle type='html'>Keeping a blog to keep myself writing.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>RacerJoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131290522579027441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gjflgQb5iBk/SqctNtU9GcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/RwxoNqpxGB4/S220/Lulu%25202.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-558558420454638182.post-7740620692801666473</id><published>2011-09-03T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T11:16:44.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dream</title><content type='html'>So I have been looking to change... well not careers, as this is not what I want to do with my life, but jobs.  Trying to find something to make me happy.  An exercise someone gave me that is suppose to help is to say what would you do if you won the lottery?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to think about this a little bit.  I think like everyone else there is a few things that pop into mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Travel. I have never really searched the globe to see all its beauty&lt;br /&gt;- Buy a House. Just a place to call home&lt;br /&gt;- Buy all the toys I want.  I could spend days playing with a new bike, car and boat.&lt;br /&gt;- Buy happiness.  Wait money can't buy this... or can it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money might not be able to be true happiness, but used right, it can get what will make you happy.  I would invest in myself.  By what ever I needed to make my own production company, and believe that what I made was going to be successful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see I think with today's "Market" most people are doing what I want to be doing, wrong.  I see a few people on twitter trying the way I would, but even still they are only doing half the work they should.   Without giving away the idea, you need to hit art with what sells. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think if you look at some of Joss Wheden's work, you will see some brilliance on his part.  The man knows how to use metaphors, and string a story together.  A lot of his problem is he is too far a head of his time.  Lets look at his most successful work to date, Buffy the Vampire Slayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a show that was critically praised but never got a lot of people watching, now why?  People saw the vampires and thought it was a kids show.  I know because I am one of them.  But the truth is it was just too soon.  Now Vampires are huge, everyone is trying to get a piece of them, and you can't tell me, BtVS is not better written than them all.  I am a huge fan of True Blood, but it is terribly written compared to True Blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you have to find your art, and find what is pop culture today, and figure how to make them mesh.  This is what makes or breaks success, today.  The people that can set the trends are people with a lot more money than the rest of us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/558558420454638182-7740620692801666473?l=racerjoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/feeds/7740620692801666473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=558558420454638182&amp;postID=7740620692801666473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/7740620692801666473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/7740620692801666473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/2011/09/dream.html' title='The Dream'/><author><name>RacerJoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131290522579027441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gjflgQb5iBk/SqctNtU9GcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/RwxoNqpxGB4/S220/Lulu%25202.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-558558420454638182.post-5528165514942030959</id><published>2011-08-08T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T15:45:10.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bits and hits...</title><content type='html'>So i wanted to talk about a few little things... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that as long as I am keeping this I should actually try to work on my writing style. Until now I have not really thought about it, I know before this point the writing is not good, even now it is not.  I don't consider myself a writer, I do wish to be a story teller, this might help being a writer.  So From the next blog on maybe I will try and come up with a style.  I guess I should figure that out first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Added another to the list of the dirty thirty, I am going to get a tattoo that I have been wanting to get for the past 15 years and just alway put off. I think it is time, and maybe this will symbolize the start of walking the walk.  I will try to get a photo up of the future tattoo when I am not at work,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I still hate twitter, but it seems I do like to get info now.  It has become a tool that must be used now if you want to know what is going on right now.  I still think it is a bit stupid, and we could just as easily post this info on say Facebook, but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The modern day is upon us, and it is moving fast.  new technology is making many professions harder, and to some easier. It is becoming more frustrating, but there is not much one can do but try to learn as much as they can, and wish for simpler times. Man I feel old saying that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/558558420454638182-5528165514942030959?l=racerjoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/feeds/5528165514942030959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=558558420454638182&amp;postID=5528165514942030959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/5528165514942030959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/5528165514942030959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/2011/08/bits-and-hits.html' title='Bits and hits...'/><author><name>RacerJoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131290522579027441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gjflgQb5iBk/SqctNtU9GcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/RwxoNqpxGB4/S220/Lulu%25202.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-558558420454638182.post-6912156359771069208</id><published>2011-08-07T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T07:40:16.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Making the list</title><content type='html'>first i would like to say I have been blogging again, yes all two posts, thanks to two other people, one a friend who recently did a trip around the world. The other a struggling artist who is finally starting to make some headway. Take a look at their blogs at page59.com, and Dallion.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have started to make the list of 30 things I will do when I turn 30. It has become increasingly harder. I already need four more things to make it to 30, plus I think some will be cut for logistics reasons, as I only have so much time and so much money. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire list at this moment is formed from one big trip to Vancouver Island, where I plan to do the West Coast Trail, Surf, visit the largest Tree in north America, and Fly a Kite. Some other things that may get thrown into that trip will be Wine Tasting Walking barefoot in the forest. Eating a fresh BC Grown apple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other things on the list that I think I can do in a day are trips up the Squamish Chief, doing all three peaks, and a Walk around the Sea Wall a 26 km walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The list has become something it was not originally suppose to be, everything I put something on the list I think oh I would really enjoy doing that with someone. It has become a list of the best giant date for someone like me. In doing so you put someone in mind to do everything with. For me it has become this one girl that I nick named Mila. I do know her real name, and we are friends, but for now lets just keep it at the nickname.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope she agrees to do this stuff with me, as I think it will achieve two things for me. First keep me to my word. Make sure I do as much as I can on the list. Second, I have put this trip onto such a pedestal without her it will come crashing down if only momentarily I would like to stop that from happening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/558558420454638182-6912156359771069208?l=racerjoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/feeds/6912156359771069208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=558558420454638182&amp;postID=6912156359771069208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/6912156359771069208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/6912156359771069208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/2011/08/making-list.html' title='Making the list'/><author><name>RacerJoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131290522579027441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gjflgQb5iBk/SqctNtU9GcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/RwxoNqpxGB4/S220/Lulu%25202.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-558558420454638182.post-3457712415523479246</id><published>2011-08-01T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T19:34:17.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick and Dirty</title><content type='html'>So once again I am going to try and start blogging again.  It has gone so well so far... Does anyone still read this?  Did anyone ever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I am really going for the filmaker thing now, this has all started how anything else really starts for a straight male.  It was about a girl.  Now it is all about a different girl but still hey at least I am consistent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this new energy starts from the fact I am going to turn 30 fairly soon.  It is a big daunting number.  So I have started to create a list of things I want to do the year I turn 30.  They start with a big bash of a party, following one of my favorite bands songs, "The Crawl" by Spirit of the west, where I am going to do a pub crawl for my 30th, to doing a Triathlon, and doing the West Coast trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So one of the things on the list is to make the pilot for my web series next year.  So with that in mind I am going to start writing here to hopefully force myself to get really into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what of the girl?  Well keep reading and maybe you will find out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/558558420454638182-3457712415523479246?l=racerjoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/feeds/3457712415523479246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=558558420454638182&amp;postID=3457712415523479246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/3457712415523479246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/3457712415523479246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/2011/08/quick-and-dirty.html' title='Quick and Dirty'/><author><name>RacerJoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131290522579027441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gjflgQb5iBk/SqctNtU9GcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/RwxoNqpxGB4/S220/Lulu%25202.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-558558420454638182.post-8132508652076140314</id><published>2010-12-21T22:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T23:12:06.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The art of Coattail riding</title><content type='html'>Yes another Survivor post, that quick after the other one.  But the previous thread got me thinking of this one.  Many people don't like coattail riders, in the game and call them undeserving winners.  I disagree. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While they do not make for great TV, it does however take a lot of skill, to do it right.  Yes some just stumble onto the right one, others do it with specific idea's in mind.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the best example of this is Natalie from Somoa, clear as day she explains her strategy for the rest of the game.  She is going to align with this guy who is playing this game controlling but is also a prick to everyone else, she says she knows if she goes to the end with him she will beat him.  The first thing she does is recognize someone she can beat in the jury.  Good jury management and we have not even gotten to the jury yet.  But she is also a great player and when the tribes merge, it is her that saves the back of her "mark" getting the entire tribe to vote off one of their own instead of the obvious.  Could she have won without him?  Who knows, but I would think she would still be up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now people have also been calling Sandra the two time winner a coattail rider, and this is just wrong.  She is incredibly smart and starts the game with a simple strategy, as long as it is not me.  Even when she is aligned with people she does not need anyone.  She knows how to talk to people with an ease and make her point without seeming pushy.  She puts herself into position to win.  That is all that matters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/558558420454638182-8132508652076140314?l=racerjoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/feeds/8132508652076140314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=558558420454638182&amp;postID=8132508652076140314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/8132508652076140314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/8132508652076140314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/2010/12/art-of-coattail-riding.html' title='The art of Coattail riding'/><author><name>RacerJoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131290522579027441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gjflgQb5iBk/SqctNtU9GcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/RwxoNqpxGB4/S220/Lulu%25202.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-558558420454638182.post-982637211053105049</id><published>2010-12-21T22:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T22:58:18.948-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Survivor Question</title><content type='html'>So I hoped the whole argument of how good a player is Russel Krantz would have died down by now.  I mean it has been a a while plus a entire new season has finished airing.  But people still want to compare and talk about it.  So here it goes one more time.  He is somewhere in the middle of the pack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes he is great at getting himself to the final, but no he is terrible, at well everything else about the game.  Let's break everything down here for a second.  Most people use this logic, being in the top 3 or two gives you a 33.3% or 50% of winning.  Versus going out somewhere before gives you a 0% chance of winning.  Although the second half of the statement is true, the first is not.  The most important part of the game is not getting to the end, but jury management.  If you can't win you might as well have been voted off first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's look at it like this, why did people vote out Boston Rob in HvV?  Well besides Russell who wanted to be in charge of the tribe they all that he could win.  Ok, don't believe me, two girls went this year at 6 and 4 strictly because people new they would lose to them in the end.  They were taken out before people had the chance to award them with the money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What this tells us is often people who have the best chance of winning don't make it to the final.  Now when this happens for the most part it is good jury management, depending on how you vote them out.  Here is the most important part of jury management, getting people you vote out to still want to vote for you.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is this done, many ways, but it all depends on the person. Everyone you vote out will take it differently.  It is up to the person who votes them out to try and figure out if they will be glad you back stabbed them, or if they went down and you stayed loyal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we look at that the most important part of the games, Russell was terrible at.  He had no clue of how to vote people out and still get them to vote for him, or how to read a jury.  It was a huge mistake of his to take Sandra with him to the finals, it gave the jury an out instead of voting for him or someone in his alliance.  If he had read the jury he would know none of the people there respected his game play.  They all were looking for someone, anyone else to vote for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/558558420454638182-982637211053105049?l=racerjoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/feeds/982637211053105049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=558558420454638182&amp;postID=982637211053105049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/982637211053105049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/982637211053105049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/2010/12/survivor-question.html' title='The Survivor Question'/><author><name>RacerJoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131290522579027441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gjflgQb5iBk/SqctNtU9GcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/RwxoNqpxGB4/S220/Lulu%25202.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-558558420454638182.post-6167875675790810346</id><published>2010-12-17T16:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T16:52:05.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter and Hermione</title><content type='html'>So I have been watching Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince on TV, and it has been making me think of what I was thinking when I first read the books.  In this book one of the big themes is the relationships between the main characters and their feeling for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I always liked the idea of Harry and Hermione together, yes I understood the reasons for them not being together being the theme of family for Harry, as he becomes a part of the Weasley family.  Something he was always missing in his life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for me I always liked Harry and Hermione.  Maybe because it was and I guess is what I always picture a good relationship as.  Two people that are great friends at the core of their relationship.  You go back and you see what both was willing to do for each other, and what they said when one of them needed someone.  It was whet love should be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/558558420454638182-6167875675790810346?l=racerjoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/feeds/6167875675790810346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=558558420454638182&amp;postID=6167875675790810346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/6167875675790810346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/6167875675790810346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/2010/12/harry-potter-and-hermione.html' title='Harry Potter and Hermione'/><author><name>RacerJoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131290522579027441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gjflgQb5iBk/SqctNtU9GcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/RwxoNqpxGB4/S220/Lulu%25202.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-558558420454638182.post-2595327851326384240</id><published>2010-03-26T11:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T11:48:16.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another long break</title><content type='html'>So once again it has been a long time since I wrote on hear, and for that I apologize to my reader...  I do have a lot to say, and it will not be written in this blog, but probably over three or four, so that is good, I have lots to work with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I will start with the oldest news.  I live in Vancouver, and we just finished hosting the Olympics, and it was one of the coolest experiences of my life.  Watching it really helped me with my film, and my writing, (although I do have a bit of writers block).  What really captures people, and what they really want to see is Human emotions.  They want to be able to feel what people are going through, and seeing that really helps.  It does not matter if that is on TV, but during the Olympics, the world was captivated by all sorts of emotion from the joys of winning the agony of defeat, the tragedy of loss and the realization of a childhood dream come true.  This captivates us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What good writing is is all about a connection with audiences where they can picture themselves as the main character and can feel what they are going through.  Now all of this I really already new, as I am sure most people do, but to see it live and to have people to share it with really was something special, and something I will never forget.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/558558420454638182-2595327851326384240?l=racerjoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/feeds/2595327851326384240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=558558420454638182&amp;postID=2595327851326384240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/2595327851326384240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/2595327851326384240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/2010/03/another-long-break.html' title='Another long break'/><author><name>RacerJoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131290522579027441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gjflgQb5iBk/SqctNtU9GcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/RwxoNqpxGB4/S220/Lulu%25202.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-558558420454638182.post-772895136998258902</id><published>2010-01-21T13:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T13:59:44.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a dreamer</title><content type='html'>So, part of life is realizing who you really are, and this is not something new to me, but something I wanted to write about anyway.  I am a dreamer.  It is true.  In all aspects of my life, I dare to dream.  I dare to see myself as the Speilberg type person with the perfect family, and everything you could ever want in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is why I have yet to really set a career goal in my life besides the almost unobtainable.  All I want to do is make movies. If I could just make movies for the rest of my life, I would be very happy.  The thought of doing something else makes me lazy and put my feet down and drag tail, like a dog being forced to go for a walk when it is raining odly enough cats and dogs.  I am realizing that the best way to keep myself happy is to find something to make nough money with enough spare time I can do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my personal life, I dream too, I think about the girl that I can't have and that I lust for, and litterally dream of.  I picture in my head ways we could be together, and what we would say.  I dream of how my life would be with this person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end my entire life is a dream, and I am waiting to wake up, and still have a smile on my face from the wonderful dream I had.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/558558420454638182-772895136998258902?l=racerjoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/feeds/772895136998258902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=558558420454638182&amp;postID=772895136998258902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/772895136998258902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/772895136998258902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-am-dreamer.html' title='I am a dreamer'/><author><name>RacerJoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131290522579027441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gjflgQb5iBk/SqctNtU9GcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/RwxoNqpxGB4/S220/Lulu%25202.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-558558420454638182.post-60033357031169172</id><published>2010-01-15T14:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T15:02:35.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am in a hurry and don't know why</title><content type='html'>So I have been so busy over the last two months, and am happy to get a chance to finally write again.  I have a lot to write about as you can all imagine, but at this time I have no real focus on what I should write about.  I could write about the girl troubles I seem to be having, or how tired I am from being so busy with work.  Or even the bad events in my life that made me decide to once again revaluate my life. Or the coming result of this revaluation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will start at the top and see where I go from there.  So the first thing I mentioned was the girl trouble.  I guess the main detail is I still really like this girl that does not like me the same way I like her.  I am learning to deal with it, as I have had to deal with this before (really who hasn't?).  But I have never... longed (not sure that is the right word) for someone like this.  This is a girl I really like and I think we could be great together.  She pushes me away and you think I would learn from that, but alas I haven't.  It just seems as if I can't shake wanting her.  I am trying now to move on a bit.  I turned down a 19 year old from Germany.  She was a cool girl, but too young and became clingy.   She showed up at my work with no warning when I got off at midnight.  It was a bit too starkerish.  I am now ok with girls that young, but am looking for some maturity.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I spent a ton of money over the xmass holiday. I was thinking I was going to be a bit tight for the month of January.  Then my car broke down on the 24th of December, and only one place was open.  It was Canadian Tire (Crappy Tire as my friend Neale calls it).  They bent me over and screwed me like a Vegas Call girl.  So now I was deep in the whole and needed a second job so I looked up some jobs on craigslist and now am a driver for a used car broker.  It is easy work and nice to make some extra cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my Grandma is dying, she has Cancer, and she is 97.  It is hard to watch now, even as I have come to terms with it.  My friends have been great as I deal with this once more.  This has made me think about my life, and where I want to be.  The truth is I am a dreamer. I can't give up on my dream.  I am going to continue to write, and try and make films.  I can't give up on this.  So I am going to get myself a job that can get me through and allow me to pay for what I need, so I can still make films.  So i am going to become an icemaker, be a Zamboni driver.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/558558420454638182-60033357031169172?l=racerjoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/feeds/60033357031169172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=558558420454638182&amp;postID=60033357031169172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/60033357031169172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/60033357031169172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-am-in-hurry-and-dont-know-why.html' title='I am in a hurry and don&apos;t know why'/><author><name>RacerJoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131290522579027441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gjflgQb5iBk/SqctNtU9GcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/RwxoNqpxGB4/S220/Lulu%25202.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-558558420454638182.post-204269580038547708</id><published>2009-10-24T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T11:53:15.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I had enough...</title><content type='html'>"But you fog things up! You always have. You spin me about." Is a line from a movie, and I am sure some of you not only recognize the movie, but also the scene.  I write today's blog after a conversation I had with someone, and this line is the one thing I could think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth is I really like this girl, and I don't think she really cares for me.  So as I sit here listening to the music of Glee (though show rocks, thought I should plug it to the one person reading this), I can't help but think of the relationship I have with this girl.  Now without giving you all the details, This girl has me all confused.  Confused about her, confused about me, and confused about these funny feeling I have for her.  As the quote says, she has fogged up my life, flipped it up side down, spun me about and now I don't know what way is down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the while giving me no reason to think she feels the same.  Our last conversation she sounded frustrated with me.  I had no idea with what as it has been a while since we last talked.  So if it was not with me, with what.  All I wanted was to talk to her and ask her what angered her.  But I resisted.  I know that I must move on, that I have had enough.   I really haven't though, I think that is evident by this blog about a girl, that could have the world with her smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what does one do?  Well one just tries to keep other things in their life, it can't hurt you if you don't think about it right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/558558420454638182-204269580038547708?l=racerjoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/feeds/204269580038547708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=558558420454638182&amp;postID=204269580038547708' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/204269580038547708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/204269580038547708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-had-enough.html' title='I had enough...'/><author><name>RacerJoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131290522579027441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gjflgQb5iBk/SqctNtU9GcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/RwxoNqpxGB4/S220/Lulu%25202.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-558558420454638182.post-7588976231626721676</id><published>2009-10-20T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T16:31:56.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memory lane... maybe more of a boulevard.</title><content type='html'>So in the last two days, I have had to go visit my old high school twice.  Once to order my transcript, and once to pick it up.  It is a very  surreal experience.  It really should not be, but when you walk the halls and run into old teachers/coaches that still remember you, and in one case still tell their students about you (as you won a championship under them) it is hard for it not to feel this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You walk into the office, and see how much has changed, yet how little everything has.  It brings back a flood of memories that are all over the map.  This is where I use to hang out at lunch, this is where I use to go out of my way every F block to hopefully walk past that girl.  Over here is where my favorite class use to be before the school was renovated.  That is where I got in trouble for... well we don't need to go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a little bit funny with the timing as I had dinner last night at my oldest friends restaurant, with two friends I do not see often enough.  We talked, and caught up, and remember some of the good times.  I guess there is no real point to this blog besides the ramblings of someone remembering some good times.  But here is the the past and the fond memories, and to the future and even better ones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/558558420454638182-7588976231626721676?l=racerjoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/feeds/7588976231626721676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=558558420454638182&amp;postID=7588976231626721676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/7588976231626721676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/7588976231626721676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/2009/10/memory-lane-maybe-more-of-boulevard.html' title='Memory lane... maybe more of a boulevard.'/><author><name>RacerJoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131290522579027441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gjflgQb5iBk/SqctNtU9GcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/RwxoNqpxGB4/S220/Lulu%25202.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-558558420454638182.post-8519190375404947064</id><published>2009-10-17T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T16:32:44.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That last line</title><content type='html'>So I have all but finished my script for my latest film.  I think it is actually pretty good, and I am pleased with how it as turned out, especially in the time I wrote and developed the idea.  It is not a long script, but so much more thought had to go into this than a normal script this length.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the kind of film I would love to make for the rest of my life.  A little slice of life.  Yes these movies are generally about big moments, but they are moments that define a persons life.  We all have these kinds of moments and they are what creates are real character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now all I need is a last line to finish the movie off.  Here is not the most important line, but the one that will define the road this character goes in.  Does she fall back into the grove she has been in?  Or does she grow and go on to turn a new page?  Does it become a happy ending a Sad ending or just an ending?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is very cool to have one line that will do so much for a movie.  It is also a little scary to write it.  It is moments like these that define a lifetime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/558558420454638182-8519190375404947064?l=racerjoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/feeds/8519190375404947064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=558558420454638182&amp;postID=8519190375404947064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/8519190375404947064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/8519190375404947064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/2009/10/that-last-line.html' title='That last line'/><author><name>RacerJoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131290522579027441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gjflgQb5iBk/SqctNtU9GcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/RwxoNqpxGB4/S220/Lulu%25202.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-558558420454638182.post-335695427142745674</id><published>2009-10-14T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T11:48:14.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What inspirers me?</title><content type='html'>So what inspires me?  I thought I would pose this question after a bit of time spent working on my screenplay and not being able to finish this conversation two of the characters are having.  It is funny, it is based on a conversation I have had, so you would think it would be easy to write.  It turns out to be the exact opposite.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what have I done to cure this?  Well I started by making a play list, on my itunes of music that will hopefully give me inspiration for the scene I am having trouble with.  How did that work?  Well I am now writing this blog, so you tell me.  Not sure what the next step is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to talk to someone about it, and hopefully re-awaken the conversation we had, but I think that will backfire.  Doing that will make everything forced, and that is the last thing I want from this conversation.  This is a pivotal point in the movie for two of the characters, they should both be natural and saying things of the cusp, saying what comes to mind first before they think about it.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is my problem, as someone pointed out, I think to much about everything, I put to much thought into every detail instead of just acting and going for it.  So maybe I should just stop thinking, shut off my brain and write.  Wait is that not what I have just done for the last four paragraphs?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/558558420454638182-335695427142745674?l=racerjoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/feeds/335695427142745674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=558558420454638182&amp;postID=335695427142745674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/335695427142745674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/335695427142745674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-inspirers-me.html' title='What inspirers me?'/><author><name>RacerJoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131290522579027441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gjflgQb5iBk/SqctNtU9GcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/RwxoNqpxGB4/S220/Lulu%25202.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-558558420454638182.post-4342796133599694516</id><published>2009-10-10T15:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T15:48:47.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a twit</title><content type='html'>So after a lively debate last night about the merits of twitter, I took the advice of the other side and joined to prove my point.  It is a stripped down version of Facebook, or myspace, or any number of other networking websites.  Their arguments were yes but what some people write, sorry tweet is way more important than what goes up on Facebook, which for the record I can control what I see.  Well so far I have seen nothing of the sort.  Yes people are shopping and telling me all about the boring crap they do, a lot like a status update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other argument is you can be friends with famous people.  Well I am not friends with any famous people, on both my Twitter account and my Facebook account I am friends with a Chelsie Hightower, from SYTYCD.  If she wanted to, she could write the same things she puts on her twitter on her Facebook.  so I am going to give that a strike two.  Their other arguments I have yet to really see. as most of the famous people I took a look at on Twitter are just like their Facebook account, and either not them, run by someone else or don't exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you find me on twitter (both of the two people that are reading this) you can follow my great tweets.  Which will be a lot like a blog, except shorter and with less meaning.  Is that strike three?  Well I will give time, and maybe I will grow to like being a Twit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/558558420454638182-4342796133599694516?l=racerjoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/feeds/4342796133599694516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=558558420454638182&amp;postID=4342796133599694516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/4342796133599694516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/4342796133599694516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-am-twit.html' title='I am a twit'/><author><name>RacerJoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131290522579027441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gjflgQb5iBk/SqctNtU9GcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/RwxoNqpxGB4/S220/Lulu%25202.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-558558420454638182.post-5439570955397566586</id><published>2009-10-05T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T10:57:01.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When life gets you down</title><content type='html'>So I wrote this entry a little while ago, but I have yet to enter it because of lack of time I suppose, everything is a bit hectic now, and I am feeling the financial struggle.  So here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest test of character is the choices we make.  I know it sounds simple enough, and it often is, but these little choices make us who we are.  The chances we take versus the things we let slip through are fingertips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I choose the life of a struggling artist.  Some will tell you "This is the way to figure out who you are and what you are made of."  to see what one can endure.  but can't the same be said about going the other way?  Can't we have everything we want and still struggle?  Is life itself not one big struggle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why did I choose to go the path with less money?  It came down to a few things.  Ethics, and what I was willing to do to become  well off, money, and happiness.    Money is not everything, it can't buy you what you really want, ethics is what you can live with, and I can not live with lying.  Happiness, it is what I am now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/558558420454638182-5439570955397566586?l=racerjoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/feeds/5439570955397566586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=558558420454638182&amp;postID=5439570955397566586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/5439570955397566586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/5439570955397566586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-life-gets-you-down.html' title='When life gets you down'/><author><name>RacerJoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131290522579027441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gjflgQb5iBk/SqctNtU9GcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/RwxoNqpxGB4/S220/Lulu%25202.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-558558420454638182.post-5084962716145415148</id><published>2009-09-27T21:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T21:44:50.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything between you and me has to be so Political</title><content type='html'>So I write this Blog after a long conversation on a car ride home last night with a long time friend of mine.  I will not name names, but he is a very active person in the political ring, as well as many other things.  He is the founder and leader of the largest youth oriented environmental group in the world, is a paid consultant, and has been an advisor to many important people.  I write this intro so you know a bit about this person before I start to rant.  So you understand why I believe what I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now trying to push him to run for political office.  I think one day down the road he could be a great PM for our country.  Here is where the rant starts, so strap yourself in.  I think our country has lost a lot, and has no real leader currently in politics.  If an election happens right now, nationally I would not vote for anyone.  We need a leader with more charisma, someone people can and will follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do not need a leader that is going to be bullied, or do a 180 on what he or she sets out to do.  I think too often people get caught up in party lines, when really we should vote more for what is good for our country.  My father was telling me today, that it is too hard for an independent to win, if you want a chance you have to be part of a party.  That statement in itself is what is wrong with our country.  Politicians get caught up in doing what is good for them to stay in office instead of what is right for their country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to finish, when we do finally have an election, I want you before you vote to stop and think is this what I really want?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/558558420454638182-5084962716145415148?l=racerjoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/feeds/5084962716145415148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=558558420454638182&amp;postID=5084962716145415148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/5084962716145415148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/5084962716145415148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/2009/09/everything-between-you-and-me-has-to-be.html' title='Everything between you and me has to be so Political'/><author><name>RacerJoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131290522579027441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gjflgQb5iBk/SqctNtU9GcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/RwxoNqpxGB4/S220/Lulu%25202.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-558558420454638182.post-5719281799031888424</id><published>2009-09-26T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T11:16:48.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Write when inspiration strikes!</title><content type='html'>When I started this blog, I had a much different idea of what I would be writing in my head.  I for saw well written clear thoughts, about things that really matter to me.  I pictured this blog that maybe someone would actually read.  I do think I am a good writer, but my mind goes 900 miles an hour and if I don't stop to think about what I am going to say everything comes out in no real order.  This is what you probably have read so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the paragraph where I would have changed topics three or four times, as more crazy comes flying out of my head, through my fingers and onto this blog.  By sentence two I may have almost completely contradicted what I had just said.  Now changing topics again, but this time in mid sentence, before I finish my last thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes for terrible reading, but good writing, and what I think about that is I do like my thoughts, even though I have not been able to capture them all the way I would have liked.  For someone else to read it probably is very unorganized, and the grammar is off making it hard to read, as I do not proof what I have just read.  But my thoughts lead to other things, and other ideas, and that is what this blog is for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you should not try to force good strong writing from a blog, but write what comes to mind trying to figure out where life takes you, and what path to take, what roads you missed and think you should have taken.  With that I change subject for really the first time this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after talking with a friend I have really begun to wonder and question some of my choices in life.  Wonder where things may have lead if only...  Where would I be if I did not take that job that I just took, what would have happened if I could have let go and go after the girl for once, that maybe wasn't too young.  Or tried to take a better look at my life at a younger age.  Maybe gone back to school younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well let's try and answer some of those questions now.   Well definitely better of with work, as I could have taken on a lot more hours at work and not payed an extra bunch of money on my car for two months.  Maybe I would be with that girl write now, with her over my shoulder reading this blog as I type it with different thoughts running through my head.  Maybe writing about what a great time we had last night at somebody's party.  With a career now, in something I liked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe none of that as fantasy is always better than reality.  But the thing is you can never have fantasy, where reality, reality is what you have to live with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/558558420454638182-5719281799031888424?l=racerjoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/feeds/5719281799031888424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=558558420454638182&amp;postID=5719281799031888424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/5719281799031888424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/5719281799031888424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/2009/09/write-when-inspiration-strikes.html' title='Write when inspiration strikes!'/><author><name>RacerJoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131290522579027441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gjflgQb5iBk/SqctNtU9GcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/RwxoNqpxGB4/S220/Lulu%25202.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-558558420454638182.post-269931290445552486</id><published>2009-09-25T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T16:53:35.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The road less Traveled</title><content type='html'>I now know why this road is less traveled, you get screwed over.  So I took a job I mentioned, doing painting, and light Carpentry, it was suppose to be full time, it required me to insure my car as a business vehicle.  I was only getting an average of 12 hours a week, and now I have been told there will be no more work for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boss, went in a complete 180 degree turn.  When he hired me, I was the wave of the future.  They way he wanted to take his company, a young person, looking for direction in life, and wanting to grow.  A person who had no experience and was going to learn the trade.  Well it turns out, he has decided to only contract out work from now on, and thus he can not use me as I do not have the skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, you could not have figured this out before hand?  He screwed me over in that I did not take full time at my other job, and now I can't get full time there.  I have extra insurance on my car, and I turned down other work.  I was banking on this because then I would be able to bank my entire other paycheck from my other job.  Now I have to figure out how to make ends meet.  October will be hard, but November is looking scary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/558558420454638182-269931290445552486?l=racerjoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/feeds/269931290445552486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=558558420454638182&amp;postID=269931290445552486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/269931290445552486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/269931290445552486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/2009/09/road-less-traveled.html' title='The road less Traveled'/><author><name>RacerJoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131290522579027441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gjflgQb5iBk/SqctNtU9GcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/RwxoNqpxGB4/S220/Lulu%25202.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-558558420454638182.post-8825727793574557427</id><published>2009-09-24T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T23:52:37.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The music in me</title><content type='html'>There is something about music, it can make you feel like nothing else.  Watch a movie and realize how powerful a soundtrack is, this is what is inspiring my next two projects.  The first project is copied from another idea I saw on youtube.  I am taking their idea, and making it my own.  I do not want to go into two much detail, as I do not like divulge details over the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other project, is completely driven by the soundtrack, I want to do this to really explore how far you can take a soundtrack and how far I can take it.  The details I will share about this, are I am going to turn it into a series, and the series will be a movie if played together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we can all relate to that songs that reminds of something, that relationship we had, that goal we scored, or to sad time, and a dark place.  Sometimes it is the best thing to listen to when we are trying to remember the past.  The past is something we have to remember, and I think we all like to remember the good times anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/558558420454638182-8825727793574557427?l=racerjoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/feeds/8825727793574557427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=558558420454638182&amp;postID=8825727793574557427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/8825727793574557427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/8825727793574557427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/2009/09/music-in-me.html' title='The music in me'/><author><name>RacerJoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131290522579027441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gjflgQb5iBk/SqctNtU9GcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/RwxoNqpxGB4/S220/Lulu%25202.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-558558420454638182.post-8270602223951303939</id><published>2009-09-22T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T21:42:06.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am back, yes I am back</title><content type='html'>So I mentioned a few posts ago a girl, I have since then mentioned her a couple more times, and no this is not about me liking her, but something completely different.  I mentioned her as a muse, and I thought I would blog about that this time.  Well I have found myself creating this character for her.  It is based on a couple people I know, and she is not one of them.  I am however writing this character with her in mind and as the story is unfolding, she is the one in my mind that is this character.  I would really like her to play this character as I am sure she will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I write about this because I like the fact she is my muse, and it forces me to think about her a lot.  She is definitely not a bad thing to have on your mind.  I do not know if she will ever read this, and I write it thinking she will not, but I wonder what she would think if she did.  Would she find it creepy?  Be flattered?  Understand the position I hold her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also wanted to talk about work, as I mentioned in my first post I was suppose to be working a lot.  That has not happened.  I have only averaged about 12 hours of work a week the last 5 weeks from my supposed full time job.  It has put me in the position where I have to find new work.  I feel a little bad but there is nothing I can do.  It is really making it hard for me, as I currently have a ton of bills, and not a lot of money.  I would have been fine if this job was even 30 hours a week.  Now all I can hope for is that I will get new work soon, so I can afford to live.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/558558420454638182-8270602223951303939?l=racerjoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/feeds/8270602223951303939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=558558420454638182&amp;postID=8270602223951303939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/8270602223951303939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/8270602223951303939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-am-back-yes-i-am-back.html' title='I am back, yes I am back'/><author><name>RacerJoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131290522579027441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gjflgQb5iBk/SqctNtU9GcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/RwxoNqpxGB4/S220/Lulu%25202.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-558558420454638182.post-3830667042652820016</id><published>2009-09-12T13:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T14:01:35.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Late</title><content type='html'>So I have been thinking a lot lately about what a friend told me.  She thinks old things (for our conversation it was about multimedia, music Movies) can only be viewed as nostalgic, and thus should only be seen heard at random when you have no control.  They should not be kept or held onto.  If they were that makes you a "pack rat" of sorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I disagreed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I think good music is good music, and good movies are good movies.  They are a lot like a painting.  They are to be seen and viewed when one needs to feel a certain way.  Yes sometimes you need it for nostalgic reasons, but that does not mean it is the only reason.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/558558420454638182-3830667042652820016?l=racerjoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/feeds/3830667042652820016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=558558420454638182&amp;postID=3830667042652820016' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/3830667042652820016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/3830667042652820016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/2009/09/too-late.html' title='Too Late'/><author><name>RacerJoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131290522579027441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gjflgQb5iBk/SqctNtU9GcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/RwxoNqpxGB4/S220/Lulu%25202.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-558558420454638182.post-6798315408681705922</id><published>2009-09-09T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T23:46:45.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time after Time</title><content type='html'>So as I get older I start to look at things a bit differently.  I am not super old, hell I am not even 30, but I am at the age where I think you do have to think a lot about where you are in life, where you are going, and how you are getting there.  In life we all see people from ever walk of life.  I have begun more and more to think about how they got there.  What I find I do now is think not just about where they are, but how that effects their kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does where one is effect where ones children can go?  I know there are always exceptions to the rule, but I really think it does.  People in small towns generally stay their.  People in poverty generally stay their.  Again not always, but I think enough to consider it a pattern.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now why am I saying this?  where did this come from and what does it have to do with anything?  Well I am writing character bios, and I think when you have characters that are going to be flat this is the pattern they stay.  Your flat character is the norm.  It is your depth main character that drives the story that changes everything, that bends the rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to bring it back to my life, I am tired of being flat.  I want more, and I am ready to work for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/558558420454638182-6798315408681705922?l=racerjoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/feeds/6798315408681705922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=558558420454638182&amp;postID=6798315408681705922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/6798315408681705922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/6798315408681705922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/2009/09/time-after-time.html' title='Time after Time'/><author><name>RacerJoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131290522579027441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gjflgQb5iBk/SqctNtU9GcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/RwxoNqpxGB4/S220/Lulu%25202.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-558558420454638182.post-6985070852353817703</id><published>2009-09-07T23:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T23:38:52.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Muse</title><content type='html'>So obviously it is a women, and yes I do like her, but I also like a few other ladies now, and this should not be the primary reason, but after going out with her tonight, and not in a romantic situation, but I feel the need, and desire to write.  Talking to her was like walking through fog until at the end you reach the end.  There is a clearing.  In this clearing you can see everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a clear picture of what I want to write.  I am writing this part for the girl I was talking to, and oddly enough it is about another girl, that yes you guessed it,  I am also into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is it about women that clouds are minds so much only to clear it out like no one else?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/558558420454638182-6985070852353817703?l=racerjoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/feeds/6985070852353817703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=558558420454638182&amp;postID=6985070852353817703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/6985070852353817703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/6985070852353817703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/2009/09/muse.html' title='Muse'/><author><name>RacerJoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131290522579027441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gjflgQb5iBk/SqctNtU9GcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/RwxoNqpxGB4/S220/Lulu%25202.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-558558420454638182.post-8794170716569289438</id><published>2009-09-06T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T15:39:25.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow a second post</title><content type='html'>So I am finishing my move into my new place, I moved from a house in West Vancouver with a roommate, into a 700 sq foot apartment.  It is amazing how much new stuff one really needs.  You think you might be ok because you are downsizing, but really I almost need more.  Lots of things I need to replace, because they do not fit in my new apartment.  For instance a coffee table, a desk to work from, I could go on but I am sure the one person reading this gets the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is pretty cool starting completely new again, as I just mentioned, I am moving, I am going back to school at the age of 27, I got a new job, and all of this has given me a bit of new life.  I am eager to get things going again in my life.  To see where life takes me, as I am just "a leaf blowing in the wind"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought on this first post (I know it is the second read the title, but first post besides the introduction) I would write about about all those changes.  So I already talked a bit about the move, but how does that help this new direction?  Well it helps a lot.  It feels like a weight is lifted of my shoulders.  I felt really stagnant living there, almost as if I was under house arrest.  That is probably the best way to describe it, I feel like I am a free man to try new things, and do something different with my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I going back to school?  Well I have been working in the film industry for the past 5 years or so, and it is not that I do not like making films, but more I did not like what I was doing to make those films.  I took a year off, and in that year I really noticed how much it helped with my eagerness to make my own films.  I finally finished this documentary I was doing for five years with some friends.  So I just came to the realization that being a peon in the great scheme of things in these giant pictures I was making was not for me.  I will continue to pursue film, hell probably even more now than I did before.  I am already writing my next picture.  I now had to figure out what I wanted to do as a fallback job.  Well truth be told I did not want a fallback job, I wanted again something more, so I looked deep and tried to figure out what I wanted to do besides make movies.  Well it turns out that would be mechanical engineering.  Of course I need a lot of schooling for this and first I need to upgrade my math, and actually take physics.  So that is what I am doing first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new job, well it is an interesting story, that I think deserves it's own blog so you will have to wait for that, but I will tell you that it to is something totally different than I have been doing for the past 27 years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/558558420454638182-8794170716569289438?l=racerjoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/feeds/8794170716569289438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=558558420454638182&amp;postID=8794170716569289438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/8794170716569289438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/8794170716569289438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/2009/09/wow-second-post.html' title='Wow a second post'/><author><name>RacerJoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131290522579027441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gjflgQb5iBk/SqctNtU9GcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/RwxoNqpxGB4/S220/Lulu%25202.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-558558420454638182.post-3874030977660022563</id><published>2009-09-04T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T19:26:47.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Journey</title><content type='html'>So thanks to one of my really good friends who has been off doing his own journey, and reading all about his adventures in farming, I decided I needed to start my own blog.  more so to work on my writing, something I use to do all the time.  Now as I have gotten older I have really neglected it.  So I really hope starting this will force me to write more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what to expect???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I think there will be lots opinions and general thoughts on this.  I do not want to put creative writing up just yet, but that my come down the road.  The important thing is that I write.  So what is going on in my life I want to write about???  Well lots, I have started a new chapter in most parts of my life, including deciding to go back to school at the age of 27.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I hope you enjoy what comes next, because it will be better than this intro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/558558420454638182-3874030977660022563?l=racerjoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/feeds/3874030977660022563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=558558420454638182&amp;postID=3874030977660022563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/3874030977660022563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/558558420454638182/posts/default/3874030977660022563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://racerjoe.blogspot.com/2009/09/journey.html' title='Journey'/><author><name>RacerJoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131290522579027441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gjflgQb5iBk/SqctNtU9GcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/RwxoNqpxGB4/S220/Lulu%25202.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
