<?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-134597740560377514</id><updated>2011-07-28T05:43:10.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>diamonds in his mouth: the ramblings of the obdure</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diamondsinhismouth.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/134597740560377514/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diamondsinhismouth.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ConradB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15274877488251412805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-134597740560377514.post-8222217139675685296</id><published>2010-01-22T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T21:50:15.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A few Years later</title><content type='html'>I find myself writing this a couple years later then my previous blog.&lt;div&gt;I am not a blogger.  I am more of a person who would rather just read the blogs rather than write one.  Here is what has happened in my life in the past while, if you ever read this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to Rosebud School of the Arts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am acting for the time being (Shows include: You're A Good Man, Charlie Brown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;Upcoming shows: The Keeper, Oliver!, The Secret Garden)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have grown into a rather hot/cold individual (being warm is overrated it seems).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I enjoy blunt and sarcasm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going to NYC, yah. It is a thing to be jealous of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss my family dearly at the moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I adore my married couple friends, The Zachs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People in Rosebud are like the various songs on my itunes.  Extremely different and all utterly enjoyable to their own extent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I am reading... well the plays I should for Theatre History.  (Big Mac should be proud of this).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate writing this blog, but its an excersise in patience:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I say this because in rehearsals for "The Keeper" today, a mentor of mine was discussing how to do a Rubix cube, and I realized how short my attention span is.  I can't even watch a full movie with out stepping out of it's world to see what is new in my own lil world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to be Max (from "Where the Wild Things Are") next Halloween.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I plan on applying to a school in Saskatoon next year to study message therapy so I can do what I love, People. (thats what she said).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Song of the moment: Light A Way by He is We.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/134597740560377514-8222217139675685296?l=diamondsinhismouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diamondsinhismouth.blogspot.com/feeds/8222217139675685296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=134597740560377514&amp;postID=8222217139675685296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/134597740560377514/posts/default/8222217139675685296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/134597740560377514/posts/default/8222217139675685296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diamondsinhismouth.blogspot.com/2010/01/few-years-later.html' title='A few Years later'/><author><name>ConradB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15274877488251412805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-134597740560377514.post-6267794492463901788</id><published>2008-02-07T10:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T10:20:33.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>off to a funeral and a new beginning</title><content type='html'>the story is my opa died on saturday. so i'm off to his funeral in e-town today. its a weird sensation to know iim' going off to my favorite relatives "celebration of his end". but right after thaat i'm off to see CLBI. i plan on attendning this site next year. we shall see what god decides. but i feel liek so much emotions and feelingss. its a little overwhelming to be goingg to aa plaace that could be my future home. just weird. enuff..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/134597740560377514-6267794492463901788?l=diamondsinhismouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diamondsinhismouth.blogspot.com/feeds/6267794492463901788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=134597740560377514&amp;postID=6267794492463901788' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/134597740560377514/posts/default/6267794492463901788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/134597740560377514/posts/default/6267794492463901788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diamondsinhismouth.blogspot.com/2008/02/off-to-funeral-and-new-beginning.html' title='off to a funeral and a new beginning'/><author><name>ConradB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15274877488251412805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-134597740560377514.post-6640272056664923784</id><published>2008-02-06T12:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T13:04:54.588-08:00</updated><title type='text'>obdure also means hapeless</title><content type='html'>so i wanted to use the word "hapeless" instead of obdure (but alas the stupid computer wouldn't let me write a long enough thing to describe my "blog"). i came across the word "hapeless" when i was researching the film "trainspotting". as you will soon see films are one of my passions (along side music and people).&lt;br /&gt;anywho, the word described the main characters in their state of natural actions. i find thins intresting because you would usually just describe a person as "odd" or "normal".&lt;br /&gt;hapeless is not a word you think of as when looking upon a person. (or at least in my small mind).&lt;br /&gt;anywho, i also got the whole "diamonds in his mouth" thing from a poem written on the insdie booklet to stars album "Heart". its this beautfiul poem describing..well.. somehting crazy... and it just ends with an observation that this man this girl had kissed or something had "damonds in his mouth". weird and random...&lt;br /&gt;as this blog paage shall be.&lt;br /&gt;aand alas my other random thing is how i sign off as "elevator"&lt;br /&gt;life is full of itss ups and downs.&lt;br /&gt;point made.&lt;br /&gt;thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/134597740560377514-6640272056664923784?l=diamondsinhismouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diamondsinhismouth.blogspot.com/feeds/6640272056664923784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=134597740560377514&amp;postID=6640272056664923784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/134597740560377514/posts/default/6640272056664923784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/134597740560377514/posts/default/6640272056664923784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diamondsinhismouth.blogspot.com/2008/02/obdure-also-means-hapeless.html' title='obdure also means hapeless'/><author><name>ConradB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15274877488251412805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
