tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58243860598714607062024-03-13T09:47:58.584-07:00Technically A Nerd"to spread my awesomeness to all"Marshalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04516314348493793286noreply@blogger.comBlogger48125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5824386059871460706.post-62642855990948422312012-05-30T20:32:00.001-07:002012-05-30T20:32:25.934-07:00Viaje del Amor<div style="text-align: center;">
So I have not been very good about keeping everyone posted on everything, I know that we are not all facebookers, so I am just going to give the update here as well. We (Sandra and I) are engaged :) Earlier this month I flew down to Mexico City where I got to spend two wonderful weeks with Sandra, really I have never been happier, I got to meet a ton of her family and friends, I got to know her city and her little town on the outskirts of the biggest city in the world, and it was all perfect.</div>
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We shared a romantic dinner on top of the Latin-American Tower.</div>
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We then danced on top in the lookout of the tower, though Sandra makes sure that everyone knows that I am no good at dancing, but she didn't mind. Then we found the temple through the binoculars and while she looked at it, a song I had written for her began playing on my laptop, she turned around and I was kneeling, and I proposed and well...the rest is history.</div>
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I am grateful that my Heavenly Father saw fit to have placed such an amazing woman in my life, and I am grateful that she has agreed to be my eternal companion.</div>
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So now we are waiting her approval to enter the United States and be married, it's for that reason that I haven't come out with to much information, because there is really no way of knowing. It is a financially and emotionally exhausting process, but we know that it's worth it, and that we will be blessed. Next Monday Sandra has an interview for a tourist visa so that she can come visit while we await our permission to marry, so please keep us in your prayers that her interview will go well, as well as the our permission to get married. And that's about it for now, love you guys :)</div>
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<br /></div>Marshalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04516314348493793286noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5824386059871460706.post-54407951688034716582012-04-26T19:49:00.000-07:002012-04-26T19:49:08.318-07:00T-Shirt! Help!Family, I entered a competition for my t-shirt design, if I get a good community scoring, I make $2,500.00 which means I need a minute of your time to go vote, and give my design a 5!!!! please please please! <a href="http://www.threadless.com/submission/420162/Eat_My_Heart_Out">http://www.threadless.com/submission/420162/Eat_My_Heart_Out</a>Marshalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04516314348493793286noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5824386059871460706.post-35376923977055256022012-04-14T01:15:00.013-07:002012-04-14T01:56:32.964-07:00Las Noticias (News)<p align="center">So I have been getting asked a lot of questions, and the occasional complaint about whats going on in my life, so I thought perhaps I would clear up a few things and let everyone know whats going on. I work at Wells Fargo 1/2 my week and the other 1/2 I spend in school or doing school work, and that one extra hour or so a day I get for ME time, I generally spend talking to my lovely <span style="font-weight:bold;">girlfriend</span> <span style="font-style:italic;">Sandra Alondra Karina Silva Dolores</span> through skype.</p> <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEu_ThR7RMwd5sgX4VqL03jCsDn-N0RKVwaMOJoaGJme1V0hv5Oghtbk68FwaLRiyZzF4yLvWxzcD4dfDtUD3N98FWjP_FOEgPjNOe55Wz3qxn7c60XMQ58YLAITapES0jd0FA87dI-KDu/s1600/photo.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEu_ThR7RMwd5sgX4VqL03jCsDn-N0RKVwaMOJoaGJme1V0hv5Oghtbk68FwaLRiyZzF4yLvWxzcD4dfDtUD3N98FWjP_FOEgPjNOe55Wz3qxn7c60XMQ58YLAITapES0jd0FA87dI-KDu/s400/photo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5731170441644284962" /></a><br /><p align="center">Sandra lives in Mexico City!</p><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVjRvnexVTdiaXLTiXOv6BZK6i3PoODyHHamRTkiM4Ck78mc_J_m7GX5dBM9b-eEtl3a6Ch-Z4QrJYDbTufV-bvv6RYSG890BXInE8n6BUODIno95l40NUPTJaJG4UQJfSMxAADnAqGVD5/s1600/402653_10150455567971078_604926077_8820573_58745279_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVjRvnexVTdiaXLTiXOv6BZK6i3PoODyHHamRTkiM4Ck78mc_J_m7GX5dBM9b-eEtl3a6Ch-Z4QrJYDbTufV-bvv6RYSG890BXInE8n6BUODIno95l40NUPTJaJG4UQJfSMxAADnAqGVD5/s400/402653_10150455567971078_604926077_8820573_58745279_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5731171548805479058" /></a><br /><p align="center">And I met her while we were both serving missions in Torreon Mexico.</p><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaJttEghxzbA4JOEEf9DymOFhsD1voPd8DPl3_VVVGjYhJszoYUTZ69wcVugRtA-eiPKEd_9BCsJIOtkrFdek5p_oGBV_YaDK1pSMyFCSc-ZjMrgjSHL8PXyeMJayoDD7IppfEX3bZ7-Nw/s1600/IMG_2510.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaJttEghxzbA4JOEEf9DymOFhsD1voPd8DPl3_VVVGjYhJszoYUTZ69wcVugRtA-eiPKEd_9BCsJIOtkrFdek5p_oGBV_YaDK1pSMyFCSc-ZjMrgjSHL8PXyeMJayoDD7IppfEX3bZ7-Nw/s400/IMG_2510.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5731171890657524434" /></a><br /><p align="center">I met Sandra when she had just started her mission, I was in my second area of my mission. We became good friends, and strong support (one to the other) for the missionary labor. But beyond that I knew early on that I wanted to get to know her better after the mission. <br />¡Bading badaboom! <br />The mission was over and we got back in touch through the occasional phone call, and then the occasional skype chat, a friendship grew into something much closer, and recently we both realized <span style="font-style:italic;">que estabamos cayendo enamorados</span> (that we were falling in love). She is an amazing woman, she is beautiful, intelligent, hardworking, strong spirited, witty, loving and a happy spirit/influence. I look forward to meeting her again (with the name tags off) in May, when I will be flying down to Mexico City! <br />I will keep you all updated on how that trip goes, and maybe you will all get the opportunity to meet her pretty soon <span style="font-weight:bold;">(so now is a good time to dust off that high school spanish).</span> Soon enough we will see if the prophecy of Uncle Randy holds true...</p>Marshalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04516314348493793286noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5824386059871460706.post-16446710440185218312012-02-15T09:54:00.000-08:002012-02-15T10:30:17.012-08:00Remember Who You Are<iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lONu57-9jls" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br />Guilt, I did something bad.<br />Shame, I am bad.<br /><br />Guilt, surprisingly is a positive emotion. It is what inspires change and ultimately perfection. Shame is a negative emotion, it inspires negative emotion, after negative emotion. These negative emotions inspire poor decisions which only add upon the shame we have already acquired. It's ok to feel guilt, but never let that emotion convert into shame. When you feel guilt remember this simple lesson taught by Lion King.<br /><br />"You said you'd always be there for me, but your not, and its because of me, its my fault, its my fault".<br /><br />Simba is demonstrating shame, this same shame that inspired him to hide and live an alternate lifestyle to try and hide his pain.<br /><br />"Thats not my father, its just my reflection"<br /><br />Often we can't see past our shame to who <span style="font-weight:bold;">we really are</span>, we need to follow the advice of Rafiki to "look harder", and you will see that the light was in you all along. Remember that "you are more than you have become...remember who you are..."<br /><br />Remember that though the winds change and blow, "change is good". "The past can hurt" don't run from it, just learn from it! Remember that you are children of the divine, and that he lives in you.<br /><br />For God so loved <span style="font-style:italic;">you</span> that he gave his only begotten Son, <span style="font-style:italic;">that if you believe in him you shall not perish</span>, but have everlasting life. <br /><br /><br />(Italics signify changes by author, author claims no writes to media content within post)Marshalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04516314348493793286noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5824386059871460706.post-37162568660441294002011-12-27T06:26:00.000-08:002011-12-27T06:42:19.705-08:00The Value Of A SpreadsheetSo during my mission we took the responsibility upon us on occasion to make some spreadsheets that helped us succeed in certain aspects of the mission labor. As a result I have now become the king of spreadsheeting. Last week my parents left with Parker to St. George for a basketball tournament, leaving me with a LOT of down time, so I decided exercise my spreadsheet muscle by spreadsheeting my future, though slightly depressing, I had fun. I realize there are a lot of missing factors, and many factors such as tuition that will increase over the next twenty years of my life.<br /><br />This is based on my decision to go to Med-School and to become a psychiatrist, as well as getting a Masters in Oriental Medicine.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinel1J1F2BQ1BExc_Jp_Hfuuyph8EcLIiyEmsEVrkSNhboC8VPxOrTCq98qVcHEz-1C36SIH74xvjPnB4adZXzULok4rubkk7730HyhhWO6uuJ5MniZXbT4VxiZo2sbk4kSL6Bz8pQzv-l/s1600/epicspreadsheet.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 147px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinel1J1F2BQ1BExc_Jp_Hfuuyph8EcLIiyEmsEVrkSNhboC8VPxOrTCq98qVcHEz-1C36SIH74xvjPnB4adZXzULok4rubkk7730HyhhWO6uuJ5MniZXbT4VxiZo2sbk4kSL6Bz8pQzv-l/s400/epicspreadsheet.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690818409128244578" /></a><br /><br />Spreadsheets can be really eyeopening and really help see the reality of a decision!Marshalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04516314348493793286noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5824386059871460706.post-49626648924463893922011-11-22T07:29:00.000-08:002011-11-22T07:33:50.068-08:00Tom Tomato and Hal JalapeñoSo this weekend Parker, his buddy John and I got a lil creative for the Doritos Superbowl commercial contest, felt good to dust off the camera after two years, please watch the video and enjoy :)<br /><br /><a href="http://www.crashthesuperbowl.com/#/gallery/?video=15756">Doritos Crash the Superbowl:Tom and Hal</a>Marshalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04516314348493793286noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5824386059871460706.post-10851802974496301462009-10-20T23:48:00.000-07:002010-03-08T13:16:34.601-08:00Adresses to write me while I'm goneThe following link is a link to a blog where my family will post updates from my mission :)<br /><a href="eldermarshal.blogspot.com">ElderMarshal.Blogspot.Com</a><br />I am leaving tomorrow. This will be my last status update for two years. <br />I love you all, if you decide to write me here are my addresses: <br /><br />From Oct 21st-December 21st 2009 <br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Elder Marshal Davis<br />Mexico Torreon Mission<br />Provo Missionary Training Center <br />2005 N 900 E <br />Provo, UT 84604</span> <br /><br />From December 21st 2009 -The End of my Mission <br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Elder Marshal Davis <br />Ernesto Breede #301<br />Col. Amp. Los Angeles<br />Torreon, Coahuila C.P. 27148<br />Mexico<br /></span>Marshalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04516314348493793286noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5824386059871460706.post-2029674674214649592009-09-26T23:39:00.001-07:002009-09-26T23:44:04.695-07:00Lack of PostageI haven't posted in a long while. So here are a couple videos of what I have been up to :)<br />Enjoy.<br /><br /><object width="480" height="295"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WJVXklEgpHw&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WJVXklEgpHw&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"></embed></object><br /><br /><object width="480" height="295"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XuN4crbJPIs&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XuN4crbJPIs&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"></embed></object>Marshalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04516314348493793286noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5824386059871460706.post-79925218351003057122009-09-01T13:23:00.000-07:002009-09-01T13:24:09.756-07:00Liam's Laughing<object width="320" height="265"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QENa_D_kXu8&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QENa_D_kXu8&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"></embed></object>Marshalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04516314348493793286noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5824386059871460706.post-59697617246323040932009-08-22T05:56:00.001-07:002009-08-22T05:56:23.058-07:00lol<object width="320" height="265"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iTOZ4-0s4Gk&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iTOZ4-0s4Gk&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"></embed></object>Marshalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04516314348493793286noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5824386059871460706.post-57804716386423888962009-08-20T22:16:00.000-07:002009-08-20T22:20:43.612-07:00I am so good...I just realized today I am good at everything I do.<br />This is not an exageration I am really that awesome.<br />I seriously can not find a place were I am flawed.<br />I am good at boating. I did a 360 wakesurfing the other day.<br />I am way awesome at my job.<br />I am a safe driver, the safest I know.<br />And to top it all off, I am the most humble guy I know.<br /><br />(todays blog brought to you by: <a href="http://randrrailroad.blogspot.com/2009/08/antithesis-of-brag-blog.html"><font color="red">Rachels Blog</font></a>)Marshalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04516314348493793286noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5824386059871460706.post-69973191294570225922009-07-07T15:53:00.000-07:002009-07-07T18:17:25.234-07:00no subjectFor those of you that haves not seen "Mr.Magoriums Wonder Emporium" it's an amazing movie and I suggest you all see it. This one line in particular really touched me at this current point and time.<br /><I><br />"When King Lear dies in Act Five do you know what William Shakespeare has written? He’s written, He Dies. <br />That's all, nothing more. No fan fare, no metaphor, no brilliant final words. <br />The culmination of the most influential work of the dramatic literature is, He Dies. It takes Shakespeare’s genius to come up with, he dies. <br />And yet every time I read those two words I find myself overwhelmed with dysphoria.<br />And I know its only natural to be sad, but not because of the words he dies, but because of the life we saw prior to the words.<br />I’ve lived all five of my acts Mahoney and I am not asking you to be happy that I must go.<br />I’m only asking that you turn the page. Continue reading. And let the next story begin.<br />And if anyone ever asks what became of me you relay my life in all its wonder, and end it with a simple, and modest, he died."</I><br /><br />I love you uncle bob, you led a great life... all five acts.Marshalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04516314348493793286noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5824386059871460706.post-15318486438157147982009-07-03T06:38:00.001-07:002009-07-03T06:42:14.800-07:00Had An Accident At WorkWho knew chicken legs could be so lethal?<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB8zrUimcVSOrwFfdSx-7ypqFame007W5ljtRTZNcKERL7mKARoYKMFZ_OcdJk4U603Gvk469_jIQzym4fCB7ihCVqovgmTxxPKhuPdsOALRnuM5CpA7gx38hX5VpjWaFKZEo83Lvz_SlW/s1600-h/Photo+30+copy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB8zrUimcVSOrwFfdSx-7ypqFame007W5ljtRTZNcKERL7mKARoYKMFZ_OcdJk4U603Gvk469_jIQzym4fCB7ihCVqovgmTxxPKhuPdsOALRnuM5CpA7gx38hX5VpjWaFKZEo83Lvz_SlW/s400/Photo+30+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354227954483347922" /></a><br />Yes I got a haircut.. it was time.<br /><br />If you don't get this click <a heref="http://randrrailroad.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-dream-of-razor-sharp-chicken-legs.html">this link thingy right here!!!!***this is all a link click it***</a>Marshalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04516314348493793286noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5824386059871460706.post-63998160261334305912009-06-21T21:55:00.000-07:002009-06-22T10:12:38.341-07:00A Happy Fathers DaySaturday night we got a call about boy in our ward who got lost in th Uintahs on a family camping trip. They were calling to organize a search party, me and dad volunteered and at three AM we headed out. We all met up at a grocery store close to the camping area and the parking lot looked like it was black Friday or something it was packed full of searchers. After a couple of hours of trudging through marshes, rockpiles and forest (Uintahs are really a search parties nightmare) a group in a FJ Cruiser (remember that, it's important) pulled up and waved us over and told us a horseback team just found the boy, I got on my walkie and got to inform the fellow searchers in the area, including the father of the boys discovery. Hearing everyones jubliant screams over the walkie was so amazing. When I saw the look on the boys fathers face as he held his son I knew that for him this would be the best fathers day ever!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP2uVrA77eNsCggUHxaeyM5R-QsX4QMUP1vpsBVrXnCJFpaAdKZO0i1VKB24UmnlOKi76mUWkL56F1aK0qcfM-xdQ5KdnUlj4qknxXiwy11td4SuePiKkjmkNzSPcGctfFsvFr7V1sQFpG/s1600-h/photo.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP2uVrA77eNsCggUHxaeyM5R-QsX4QMUP1vpsBVrXnCJFpaAdKZO0i1VKB24UmnlOKi76mUWkL56F1aK0qcfM-xdQ5KdnUlj4qknxXiwy11td4SuePiKkjmkNzSPcGctfFsvFr7V1sQFpG/s400/photo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350200834235334818" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizY_mqK04dJQ5SSgG74ENT9AvNlTqSLm3QDPbX_-eJY_h_GlqwG5SiOqWAaS9A2_ExTc-pENUuIVL-6xPZlvFGVjHWM1G7kJF85t3PkFyohOMJRT-XA97T5juM8MdCubhzWmyi2re1nOfs/s1600-h/photo-1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizY_mqK04dJQ5SSgG74ENT9AvNlTqSLm3QDPbX_-eJY_h_GlqwG5SiOqWAaS9A2_ExTc-pENUuIVL-6xPZlvFGVjHWM1G7kJF85t3PkFyohOMJRT-XA97T5juM8MdCubhzWmyi2re1nOfs/s400/photo-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350200829496953186" /></a><br /><br />PS. I got to ride in my dream car today.Marshalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04516314348493793286noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5824386059871460706.post-66581429839789201572009-06-08T06:50:00.001-07:002009-06-08T06:53:00.121-07:00I am Sloth BoyI play the sloth... my big acting break (hahaha pun)<br /><object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lVP2fR8S53o&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lVP2fR8S53o&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="460" height="240"></embed></object>Marshalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04516314348493793286noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5824386059871460706.post-25961208679671504262009-06-03T07:10:00.000-07:002009-06-03T07:17:25.773-07:00Three Wolf MoonThis shirt spurred heaps of hilarious comments an Amazon.com.<br /><a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B000NZW3IY/ref=s9_simx_gw_s2_p193_i1?pf_rd_m=ATVPDKIKX0DER&pf_rd_s=center-2&pf_rd_r=0V9ZE41TKNN17KFGF317&pf_rd_t=101&pf_rd_p=470938631&pf_rd_i=507846"><img length="300" width="300" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41GlByFzNgL._SS500_.jpg"></a><br /> Here is one of my favorite comments. (Click on the picture to be linked to the page)<br /><i><br />"This item has wolves on it which makes it intrinsically sweet and worth 5 stars by itself, but once I tried it on, that's when the magic happened. After checking to ensure that the shirt would properly cover my girth, I walked from my trailer to Wal-mart with the shirt on and was immediately approached by women. The women knew from the wolves on my shirt that I, like a wolf, am a mysterious loner who knows how to 'howl at the moon' from time to time (if you catch my drift!). The women that approached me wanted to know if I would be their boyfriend and/or give them money for something they called mehth. I told them no, because they didn't have enough teeth, and frankly a man with a wolf-shirt shouldn't settle for the first thing that comes to him. <br /><br />I arrived at Wal-mart, mounted my courtesy-scooter (walking is such a drag!) sitting side saddle so that my wolves would show. While I was browsing tube socks, I could hear aroused asthmatic breathing behind me. I turned around to see a slightly sweaty dream in sweatpants and flip-flops standing there. She told me she liked the wolves on my shirt, I told her I wanted to howl at her moon. She offered me a swig from her mountain dew, and I drove my scooter, with her shuffling along side out the door and into the rest of our lives. Thank you wolf shirt. <br /><br />Pros: Fits my girthy frame, has wolves on it, attracts women <br />Cons: Only 3 wolves (could probably use a few more on the 'guns'), cannot see wolves when sitting with arms crossed, wolves would have been better if they glowed in the dark."</i>Marshalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04516314348493793286noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5824386059871460706.post-44961342138534109862009-05-30T16:43:00.000-07:002009-05-30T16:46:37.825-07:00AuditionI have an audition this monday that I am real excited for.<br />I get to play an eccentric teenager, so basically I would play myself.<br />Besides that there isn't all that much going on with me...<br /><br />Oh if you didn't know, I work at a boading school called <a href="www.danielsacademy.net">Daniels Academy</a><br /><br /><i>"This has been a Marshal update with Marshal Davis!"</i>Marshalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04516314348493793286noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5824386059871460706.post-38484051847628348982009-05-28T06:58:00.001-07:002009-05-28T07:07:50.200-07:00Note To Self:I am not as limber as Parker,<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikIWHpxKnvexS4B1NjnICswu-_zewcr2gU0TGVD64u2WZ1DNbosHwJly40TCKn0ZHFW7OEOrteYRWlwgMlLMr9ezwDjTs884nF7FUdEo49_iYqOEMTWEOkTRiJ8BBj8AKrt_B2Yugwg9V2/s1600-h/0528090751a.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikIWHpxKnvexS4B1NjnICswu-_zewcr2gU0TGVD64u2WZ1DNbosHwJly40TCKn0ZHFW7OEOrteYRWlwgMlLMr9ezwDjTs884nF7FUdEo49_iYqOEMTWEOkTRiJ8BBj8AKrt_B2Yugwg9V2/s400/0528090751a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340874181528872530" /></a> <p align="center">(scraped wrist)</p><br />as agile as Parker,<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_JT1Mn33OXA6PuTSX4c2Xm7l8biBkZrzy3pOHYChatj6Jcf9ZR1tNA7rl5wYkvYLVEtFJHMmI-Pr7wQlSjj21pZ6hN59eo6VX9C3d5JCxqR_9djmHCgCZj4W-ckxAxBK3JtDRK-aERfm3/s1600-h/0528090756.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_JT1Mn33OXA6PuTSX4c2Xm7l8biBkZrzy3pOHYChatj6Jcf9ZR1tNA7rl5wYkvYLVEtFJHMmI-Pr7wQlSjj21pZ6hN59eo6VX9C3d5JCxqR_9djmHCgCZj4W-ckxAxBK3JtDRK-aERfm3/s400/0528090756.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340874547753010802" /></a><p align="center">(scraped elbow)</p><br />as graceful or as young as Parker,<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6tw8MqaOjHCt7oCc0jvlf4oIKNFTbI7WiONTUqmYUnR4EwzlIqjGupPbtyfBFTYTr-DJcCWR-DmmuU0HLp02GsirdX6BkoaAHAr3lMDRuIVd5NFnWcBFEoE-Z8ZewZyk6Ae1pGMcbw3_8/s1600-h/0528090751.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6tw8MqaOjHCt7oCc0jvlf4oIKNFTbI7WiONTUqmYUnR4EwzlIqjGupPbtyfBFTYTr-DJcCWR-DmmuU0HLp02GsirdX6BkoaAHAr3lMDRuIVd5NFnWcBFEoE-Z8ZewZyk6Ae1pGMcbw3_8/s400/0528090751.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340874767409347634" /></a><p align="center">(cut foot)</p><br />but...I can still appreciate the little things.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFV5LTweCAdmQvJVQKsy2RHTdjcQootOD6cDC1vpBHzGSIqtDnOCpC_Y-ZCWkwiSM2l9XEoSJUAn1A0LnZ2Afg8zfXnjKMLevtRyD7HAolLVycE1Nf5TRSV67oEFMrHQfk9FyHrjbU4qju/s1600-h/0526090810a.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFV5LTweCAdmQvJVQKsy2RHTdjcQootOD6cDC1vpBHzGSIqtDnOCpC_Y-ZCWkwiSM2l9XEoSJUAn1A0LnZ2Afg8zfXnjKMLevtRyD7HAolLVycE1Nf5TRSV67oEFMrHQfk9FyHrjbU4qju/s400/0526090810a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340875124958615074" /></a><p align="center">(big moth)</p><br />...Note To Self: Just cuz Parker can jump/climb up the deck when he gets locked out, doesn't mean I canMarshalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04516314348493793286noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5824386059871460706.post-55923608790281589452009-05-26T23:01:00.000-07:002009-05-26T23:18:01.411-07:00Wedding RingsI like these ones.<br /><img src="http://www.alysion.org/ryan/poems/Verse%20of%20the%20Rings_files/image004.jpg"><br />Nerdy<br /><br /><img src="http://n.b5z.net/i/u/6144982/i/IMG_0310.jpg"><br />Nerdier<br /><br /><img src="http://www.raven.za.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/ethernet-wedding-rings-cat-5.jpg"><br />Freaking cleverMarshalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04516314348493793286noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5824386059871460706.post-57109563484166442222009-05-21T02:20:00.001-07:002009-05-21T02:23:13.844-07:00This site was holding a contest...For the best (speculative) design for new Blackberry phones. So I made this, I thought it was neat so I posted it here.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifiTueTMpT6IK1Cyaq0FMrCJ4sJhPLMKE8fDkEQ6QB4_LHN5gSZr20EPf-AMRaq8vWl6WwqeQ6sfhi_waW73aO94NxvX53tBGgcLLXuPldhV7puS8udC3BR0FUJYrXjpFY32Gh34ynwj8t/s1600-h/Storm+Showcase.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifiTueTMpT6IK1Cyaq0FMrCJ4sJhPLMKE8fDkEQ6QB4_LHN5gSZr20EPf-AMRaq8vWl6WwqeQ6sfhi_waW73aO94NxvX53tBGgcLLXuPldhV7puS8udC3BR0FUJYrXjpFY32Gh34ynwj8t/s400/Storm+Showcase.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338205112696053906" /></a><br />Wuddyah think?Marshalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04516314348493793286noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5824386059871460706.post-35338889401707332152009-04-23T20:45:00.000-07:002009-04-23T20:47:37.089-07:00True love is...a seventy year old man, in camo short shorts, attending a group samba class full of middle aged woman.Marshalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04516314348493793286noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5824386059871460706.post-5885322572285334142009-04-21T03:12:00.000-07:002009-04-21T03:20:31.897-07:00Everything is Obesity's FaultPeople now can not only blame their own health issues on "obesity" but can now blame the earths health issues on "obesity". I can no longer attend my "greenpeace" gatherings w/o hanging my head in shame. Chubbiness' acceptability is shrinking by the day (play on words?). So sad.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.thesun.co.uk/sol/homepage/news/article2387203.ece">"THE rising number of fat people was yesterday blamed for global warming..."</a>Marshalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04516314348493793286noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5824386059871460706.post-73335507827082933402009-04-19T01:19:00.000-07:002009-04-19T01:21:51.168-07:00Everybody's Free (to wear sunscreen)I posted this a long time ago on the old family blog. But no one commented on it so I am reposting it. This song just really gets me, I don't know why, but their is a lot of truth to just about everything he says in it.<br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sTJ7AzBIJoI&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0x2b405b&color2=0x6b8ab6"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sTJ7AzBIJoI&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0x2b405b&color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Marshalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04516314348493793286noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5824386059871460706.post-55546975468783184682009-04-13T22:17:00.000-07:002009-04-13T22:22:22.139-07:00Captain CavatelliThat is my new nickname.<br />Cavatelli is my fav pasta. I made hundreds of these delectable pastas by hand for my birthday.<br />Then I invested in this handy machine.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhehgvdPJ4oKMMNHYxGzSjD17ShWWvVNSGlDtOfwzkIUwjo1CnTuOKCRvi063N94zD8aurp70rKekqVXGM43Nv6M72Hn7zYcAP69Gc27dQp6OCtnznugx25_rkrdqKxy2Y4PNY9sxqNIGwR/s1600-h/0413091655a.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhehgvdPJ4oKMMNHYxGzSjD17ShWWvVNSGlDtOfwzkIUwjo1CnTuOKCRvi063N94zD8aurp70rKekqVXGM43Nv6M72Hn7zYcAP69Gc27dQp6OCtnznugx25_rkrdqKxy2Y4PNY9sxqNIGwR/s400/0413091655a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324412349050641218" /></a><br />Thats right. It makes the same tasty noodle in a fraction of the time.<br />This is a fraction of the pasta I made today.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtP1GmwXwQBv1Z1LC3U4Iuo0WLknQfKOSunFMEJX8XgtXRJTGXBBoyuC3Th0lBZnoiL1iLxa-vWmbtuYrkqG_l1YXj5FDIfjYTC2ihrupDcDznM_3T2jJYv9ACJclgsFTtUh7WSeuYrpll/s1600-h/0413091655.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtP1GmwXwQBv1Z1LC3U4Iuo0WLknQfKOSunFMEJX8XgtXRJTGXBBoyuC3Th0lBZnoiL1iLxa-vWmbtuYrkqG_l1YXj5FDIfjYTC2ihrupDcDznM_3T2jJYv9ACJclgsFTtUh7WSeuYrpll/s400/0413091655.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324412694386201522" /></a><br />Now don't patronize me, cuz besides this the only things I know how to cook are Hot Pockets and Cereal, and I don't even get that right half the time. Sometimes I poor to much milk and it gets soggy to fast... you know what I mean?Marshalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04516314348493793286noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5824386059871460706.post-2896968900599159222009-03-27T12:45:00.000-07:002009-03-27T13:14:45.507-07:00Repair Keyboard... 0/140th of the cost: CheckOur MacBook Pro had a broken key on it, due to an individuals archaic repair, the the "Key Nipple" (an actual computer part term) was ripped off the key. I took it to the Apple Store expecting a quick and cheap repair. It was only a small piece of rubber that needed replacing right? <br />Wrong they told me it would cost $140 bucks. They would HAVE to replace the entire keyboard.<br />I went home and did this.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtkUnjMFI24qE60eDuPP8K5WKHOVyQCNQpuax57tZ7PQWXQbpVieC2Fj2vl2wXGSDQzwZIM5t94WZkbNawEscGcIc-g0JGH7VIa_q8lK-yzH_JepIEI2gvF-_ebJ3wmsb0YCE4iIPfgKwv/s1600-h/DSCN0097.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtkUnjMFI24qE60eDuPP8K5WKHOVyQCNQpuax57tZ7PQWXQbpVieC2Fj2vl2wXGSDQzwZIM5t94WZkbNawEscGcIc-g0JGH7VIa_q8lK-yzH_JepIEI2gvF-_ebJ3wmsb0YCE4iIPfgKwv/s400/DSCN0097.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317957702348988034"></a><br />This is the broken key. Without a nipple.<br><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivDZLNUMq-aU9zLDekQWdqEyEZPPpLmOB9nO30t_17KRlD9Xd3d3urMyL-7zO_K3I9ti7G6EAHWIW0rdyy4FamgaB04Pwwck4bN9V_zkUnDKcNLQ7SFxX6WwzHDq8nLqjkZyVZAKNJZvnn/s1600-h/DSCN0098.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivDZLNUMq-aU9zLDekQWdqEyEZPPpLmOB9nO30t_17KRlD9Xd3d3urMyL-7zO_K3I9ti7G6EAHWIW0rdyy4FamgaB04Pwwck4bN9V_zkUnDKcNLQ7SFxX6WwzHDq8nLqjkZyVZAKNJZvnn/s400/DSCN0098.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317958156204923586"></a><br />This is a nipple I removed from a much older laptop, sitting on the razor blade I used to cut it out of the old laptop.<br><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7GE5GBG2iRUi58JAfMsdujpaeioBO3bJ523ZyYUwCZ0JOY2EEPUsvF5UqfD1MCgx1lxLF10-43c0bm70QE64aKlH9_LZXtOHU3n40QR8EY5xN7p3LhYMYOOZPKXgs49PBZ7wmHPolYepV/s1600-h/DSCN0099.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7GE5GBG2iRUi58JAfMsdujpaeioBO3bJ523ZyYUwCZ0JOY2EEPUsvF5UqfD1MCgx1lxLF10-43c0bm70QE64aKlH9_LZXtOHU3n40QR8EY5xN7p3LhYMYOOZPKXgs49PBZ7wmHPolYepV/s400/DSCN0099.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317958539727068386"></a><br />This is the new nipple (from the old laptop) placed in the hole left by the broken nipple.<br><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKYWkSpWAKoXCDxeD8NZ4T0juuxWaPIWg6qKwlT2_zjjTrIvtWVPpWs766mVUz6G3WltTC8bDIlK4oBnn8Nqmbr6k751we5waLffMpC5jvIuS43w-wz2WCITE1MQwTuL3Dj2S2RRYy1mjP/s1600-h/DSCN0100.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKYWkSpWAKoXCDxeD8NZ4T0juuxWaPIWg6qKwlT2_zjjTrIvtWVPpWs766mVUz6G3WltTC8bDIlK4oBnn8Nqmbr6k751we5waLffMpC5jvIuS43w-wz2WCITE1MQwTuL3Dj2S2RRYy1mjP/s400/DSCN0100.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317959370832836306"></a><br />Here is the delete key, re-installed over the replacement nipple.<br />The notion that they wanted me to replace the entire keyboard, a $140 expenditure, over maybe a ¢10 piece of rubber/silicon is absolutely ridiculous, and not to mention wasteful. I love Apple products and their software they continue to excel over all their competitors, but for a company that boasts "The Greenest Family of Notebooks" to be so wasteful is ridiculous.<br />Here is a video of the fully functional delete key in use.<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwrJA5TkAE8pa5tVG6G0h1XDDCP9q1YsIk9jPdIZq2xXEsxMIG50F50-UQxuKXcotIhFC34k9FGajUijcy7NA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Marshalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04516314348493793286noreply@blogger.com3