<?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-29140681</id><updated>2011-12-14T19:04:45.104-08:00</updated><title type='text'>adventures in mobtown</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>D High</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00181467494631989092</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>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29140681.post-3271416141185259169</id><published>2008-08-02T14:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T15:01:34.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Sox vs. O's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SJTXpdmu6fI/AAAAAAAAAZo/zk4_2_yG1ao/s1600-h/RandomBaltimore+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230042174605683186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SJTXpdmu6fI/AAAAAAAAAZo/zk4_2_yG1ao/s320/RandomBaltimore+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our last game at Camden Yards for awhile. We watched the Red Sox beat the O's. Go O's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Laura got tickets in the 'All you can eat section'. How wonderful that place was. She was constantly eating--hot dogs, cokes, peanuts, nachos. Damn. We were lucky enough to have her seat right about ours. She could have thrown some dogs down, but she didn't. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonny L and Venuta like fries. MMM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SJTXpkKOL_I/AAAAAAAAAZw/AkR81q0l_6c/s1600-h/RandomBaltimore+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230042176365146098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SJTXpkKOL_I/AAAAAAAAAZw/AkR81q0l_6c/s320/RandomBaltimore+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SJTXp5a6kGI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/oLD9IujdMa0/s1600-h/RandomBaltimore+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230042182072307810" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SJTXp5a6kGI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/oLD9IujdMa0/s320/RandomBaltimore+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SJTXqFIb5lI/AAAAAAAAAaA/zBVIsqe6qbs/s1600-h/RandomBaltimore+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230042185216026194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SJTXqFIb5lI/AAAAAAAAAaA/zBVIsqe6qbs/s320/RandomBaltimore+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Good-bye Campden Yards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SJTXqU82tzI/AAAAAAAAAaI/aoNFq8bhjko/s1600-h/RandomBaltimore+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230042189462419250" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SJTXqU82tzI/AAAAAAAAAaI/aoNFq8bhjko/s320/RandomBaltimore+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-3271416141185259169?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/3271416141185259169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=3271416141185259169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/3271416141185259169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/3271416141185259169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2008/08/red-sox-vs-os.html' title='Red Sox vs. O&apos;s'/><author><name>bhavini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10849184212539861318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SJTXpdmu6fI/AAAAAAAAAZo/zk4_2_yG1ao/s72-c/RandomBaltimore+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29140681.post-4234855203985650819</id><published>2008-08-02T14:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T14:51:17.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss Wallis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SJTWiSP2RpI/AAAAAAAAAZg/7vefepkLFpY/s1600-h/Hawaii2008andAntietam2008+103.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SJTWiG8hw-I/AAAAAAAAAZY/9XCImHtHMNM/s1600-h/Hawaii2008andAntietam2008+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230040948752368610" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SJTWiG8hw-I/AAAAAAAAAZY/9XCImHtHMNM/s320/Hawaii2008andAntietam2008+102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I  miss my sweet little Wallis. Kentucky is waiting for her to visit. There are many things for her to do. She can sit in the grass, take a walk to a park and maybe she can even go get some icecream. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come visit Wallis. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-4234855203985650819?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/4234855203985650819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=4234855203985650819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/4234855203985650819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/4234855203985650819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-miss-wallis.html' title='I miss Wallis'/><author><name>bhavini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10849184212539861318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SJTWiG8hw-I/AAAAAAAAAZY/9XCImHtHMNM/s72-c/Hawaii2008andAntietam2008+102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29140681.post-8688645350672922217</id><published>2008-07-26T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T18:06:07.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CeCe and Mark travel the world</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvJNAujVeI/AAAAAAAAAYw/vwshsUiVaVA/s1600-h/Horse+RacesMay2008+260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227493017864328674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvJNAujVeI/AAAAAAAAAYw/vwshsUiVaVA/s320/Horse+RacesMay2008+260.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; CeCe and Mark are traveling around the world for a year. They hosted a little party in their backyard. Lots of fun had running around the farm, playing horse shoes, frisbee and eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvJNTlPEZI/AAAAAAAAAY4/xwfArlsIa24/s1600-h/Horse+RacesMay2008+266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227493022925525394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvJNTlPEZI/AAAAAAAAAY4/xwfArlsIa24/s320/Horse+RacesMay2008+266.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wallis got to eat beets for dinner. Jackson picked up some nice treats too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvJNmw4ymI/AAAAAAAAAZA/ePxRDM-_OrY/s1600-h/Horse+RacesMay2008+280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227493028074670690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvJNmw4ymI/AAAAAAAAAZA/ePxRDM-_OrY/s320/Horse+RacesMay2008+280.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These two are something else. Wow--Cece, we are lucky lucky women. Yes we are not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvJNyy4vzI/AAAAAAAAAZI/7CedqGoE1ZE/s1600-h/Horse+RacesMay2008+284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227493031304281906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvJNyy4vzI/AAAAAAAAAZI/7CedqGoE1ZE/s320/Horse+RacesMay2008+284.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvJOLGawqI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/GaFHzJznw-E/s1600-h/Horse+RacesMay2008+257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227493037828653730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvJOLGawqI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/GaFHzJznw-E/s320/Horse+RacesMay2008+257.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark's grilling outfit is incredible. We had a nice time. A bit sad to say good-bye sweet friends but excited for their adventure. Again check them out at letterstomilo.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-8688645350672922217?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/8688645350672922217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=8688645350672922217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/8688645350672922217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/8688645350672922217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2008/07/cece-and-mark-travel-world.html' title='CeCe and Mark travel the world'/><author><name>bhavini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10849184212539861318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvJNAujVeI/AAAAAAAAAYw/vwshsUiVaVA/s72-c/Horse+RacesMay2008+260.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29140681.post-848258000544078672</id><published>2008-07-26T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T17:59:26.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekly Nurses Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvHg_rmwUI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/7Jx8jAZdPy8/s1600-h/Horse+RacesMay2008+371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227491162157662530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvHg_rmwUI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/7Jx8jAZdPy8/s320/Horse+RacesMay2008+371.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We started a weekly gathering for the ladies during the summer. We wanted to make sure we all got quality time before people started packing up and out of bmore. This week was at Tyler's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wallis is growing up.&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvHhBSwVQI/AAAAAAAAAYY/qg52gXZR5bg/s1600-h/Horse+RacesMay2008+373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227491162590303490" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvHhBSwVQI/AAAAAAAAAYY/qg52gXZR5bg/s320/Horse+RacesMay2008+373.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvHhR6AbzI/AAAAAAAAAYg/FtHFxoYRza0/s1600-h/Horse+RacesMay2008+379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227491167049903922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvHhR6AbzI/AAAAAAAAAYg/FtHFxoYRza0/s320/Horse+RacesMay2008+379.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler had lots of yummy food. She's such a good hostess. &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvHhlKaD6I/AAAAAAAAAYo/0-IgQJQsKwo/s1600-h/Horse+RacesMay2008+386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227491172218965922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvHhlKaD6I/AAAAAAAAAYo/0-IgQJQsKwo/s320/Horse+RacesMay2008+386.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were happy CeCe was able to come. It was the last time we'd see her before she started her journey with her husband mark as they took a year to travel the world. If you want to check out their travels check out "letterstomilo.com". They have been gone for a month and have 13 more to go! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-848258000544078672?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/848258000544078672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=848258000544078672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/848258000544078672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/848258000544078672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2008/07/weekly-nurses-night.html' title='Weekly Nurses Night'/><author><name>bhavini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10849184212539861318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvHg_rmwUI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/7Jx8jAZdPy8/s72-c/Horse+RacesMay2008+371.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29140681.post-8027869950139611779</id><published>2008-07-26T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T17:52:17.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elliott, David and Bhavini Putt-Putt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvFzvwSHjI/AAAAAAAAAXo/mOQM0y6v3Fo/s1600-h/Horse+RacesMay2008+206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227489285276573234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvFzvwSHjI/AAAAAAAAAXo/mOQM0y6v3Fo/s200/Horse+RacesMay2008+206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went out to Dundalk for an entire day of putt-putt, driving range fun and batting cages. what a great way to spend the day. I'm pretty sure we came back to my place and video games were played. what an exciting day for the boyz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvF0MUDXII/AAAAAAAAAXw/ykzLvB-HGgg/s1600-h/Horse+RacesMay2008+198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227489292942793858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvF0MUDXII/AAAAAAAAAXw/ykzLvB-HGgg/s200/Horse+RacesMay2008+198.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I should have played baseball. Nope. I was scared of the ball. It flew out of that hole way fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvF0tOw4OI/AAAAAAAAAX4/eJGi_vg0Z5I/s1600-h/Horse+RacesMay2008+209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227489301778981090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvF0tOw4OI/AAAAAAAAAX4/eJGi_vg0Z5I/s200/Horse+RacesMay2008+209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Discussing how to angle their next shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvF1AkVdfI/AAAAAAAAAYA/BUHwJsPQLC8/s1600-h/Horse+RacesMay2008+199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227489306969732594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvF1AkVdfI/AAAAAAAAAYA/BUHwJsPQLC8/s200/Horse+RacesMay2008+199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Elliott tried to teach me. I was hopeless. I couldn't get my club to not hit the floor or i missed the ball. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvF1sJ55jI/AAAAAAAAAYI/a3K00SuUEjU/s1600-h/Horse+RacesMay2008+207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227489318670034482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvF1sJ55jI/AAAAAAAAAYI/a3K00SuUEjU/s200/Horse+RacesMay2008+207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; David on the other hand was hitting those balls out of the range! He was seriously considering playing golf--for 2 or 3 days. I think that dream has ended. What a super fun day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-8027869950139611779?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/8027869950139611779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=8027869950139611779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/8027869950139611779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/8027869950139611779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2008/07/elliott-david-and-bhavini-putt-putt.html' title='Elliott, David and Bhavini Putt-Putt'/><author><name>bhavini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10849184212539861318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvFzvwSHjI/AAAAAAAAAXo/mOQM0y6v3Fo/s72-c/Horse+RacesMay2008+206.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29140681.post-2990447615240748640</id><published>2008-07-26T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T17:44:48.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucia's Going Away---the good bye begins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvEUjq6_CI/AAAAAAAAAXA/cDO1v2JPsFY/s1600-h/Horse+RacesMay2008+219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227487649945287714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvEUjq6_CI/AAAAAAAAAXA/cDO1v2JPsFY/s200/Horse+RacesMay2008+219.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Babies, babies. Leona and Greer have little Wallis. Freddy was already upstairs sleeping. In these four small years, my ladies have got hitched and birthed some little things. Our family is growing. How lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvEVAzkjzI/AAAAAAAAAXI/KuqWYAB8Oh4/s1600-h/Horse+RacesMay2008+232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227487657766194994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvEVAzkjzI/AAAAAAAAAXI/KuqWYAB8Oh4/s200/Horse+RacesMay2008+232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucia cooked up some delicious pasta and salads. Lucia was leaving in a week, Katie in 3 week and myself in 1 month. Slowly we are moving away. Sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvEVdO0O1I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/29ZeX_xx9i0/s1600-h/Horse+RacesMay2008+243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227487665396661074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvEVdO0O1I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/29ZeX_xx9i0/s200/Horse+RacesMay2008+243.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Preparation for group shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvEV6eeW-I/AAAAAAAAAXY/FM-7hV15-cM/s1600-h/Horse+RacesMay2008+246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227487673246964706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvEV6eeW-I/AAAAAAAAAXY/FM-7hV15-cM/s200/Horse+RacesMay2008+246.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yeah for nurses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvEWGgtR1I/AAAAAAAAAXg/YlHV9gH9-NQ/s1600-h/Horse+RacesMay2008+252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227487676477556562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvEWGgtR1I/AAAAAAAAAXg/YlHV9gH9-NQ/s200/Horse+RacesMay2008+252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Get those legs up ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-2990447615240748640?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/2990447615240748640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=2990447615240748640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/2990447615240748640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/2990447615240748640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2008/07/lucias-going-away-good-bye-begins.html' title='Lucia&apos;s Going Away---the good bye begins'/><author><name>bhavini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10849184212539861318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvEUjq6_CI/AAAAAAAAAXA/cDO1v2JPsFY/s72-c/Horse+RacesMay2008+219.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29140681.post-5228974196355218492</id><published>2008-07-26T17:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T17:38:37.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Claire's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvCtsD_IkI/AAAAAAAAAWY/tfVWwhhy5kQ/s1600-h/Horse+RacesMay2008+158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227485882671374914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvCtsD_IkI/AAAAAAAAAWY/tfVWwhhy5kQ/s200/Horse+RacesMay2008+158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The adventure begins as Nick Valentine arrives. Ahh-he's so stunning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvCuGsQ-9I/AAAAAAAAAWg/6Sik1HoypWw/s1600-h/Horse+RacesMay2008+160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227485889819638738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvCuGsQ-9I/AAAAAAAAAWg/6Sik1HoypWw/s200/Horse+RacesMay2008+160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy birthday Claire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvCuSE6gsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/LEf8en6fVjA/s1600-h/Horse+RacesMay2008+161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227485892875813570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvCuSE6gsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/LEf8en6fVjA/s200/Horse+RacesMay2008+161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Silly boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvCutiR0CI/AAAAAAAAAWw/dB1-3Chuouc/s1600-h/Horse+RacesMay2008+164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227485900246732834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvCutiR0CI/AAAAAAAAAWw/dB1-3Chuouc/s200/Horse+RacesMay2008+164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Why did someone not tell me about my outfit. Well-people did. Later. I was told i looked very similar to the mom look. Lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvCvLCkqeI/AAAAAAAAAW4/makBR2oK-94/s1600-h/Horse+RacesMay2008+169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227485908166814178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvCvLCkqeI/AAAAAAAAAW4/makBR2oK-94/s200/Horse+RacesMay2008+169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After we went to SHARKYS. yeah! Lots of learning done there that night. Learning about how music was invented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-5228974196355218492?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/5228974196355218492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=5228974196355218492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/5228974196355218492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/5228974196355218492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2008/07/claires-birthday.html' title='Claire&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>bhavini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10849184212539861318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvCtsD_IkI/AAAAAAAAAWY/tfVWwhhy5kQ/s72-c/Horse+RacesMay2008+158.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29140681.post-5770008306099454810</id><published>2008-07-26T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T17:32:01.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Roller Derby and Claire's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvBSbT8zEI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3ByEo7nI4qA/s1600-h/Horse+RacesMay2008+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227484314806832194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvBSbT8zEI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3ByEo7nI4qA/s320/Horse+RacesMay2008+122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Laura skating down the streets of hamden. &lt;div&gt;Laura and Aimme joined the Charm city Roller girls about 2 years ago and we attended many bouts. But i can't seem to find a picture. And now that we are gone , I felt like putting something up about their skating skills. I can only find two. Oh well. On to Claire Bears birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvBTFx4gdI/AAAAAAAAAV4/lS9S-JRL6nE/s1600-h/Horse+RacesMay2008+128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227484326206669266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvBTFx4gdI/AAAAAAAAAV4/lS9S-JRL6nE/s320/Horse+RacesMay2008+128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; David and Caitlin. Nice shirt david.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvBTXAsBqI/AAAAAAAAAWA/MpPU1OWN7to/s1600-h/Horse+RacesMay2008+139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227484330832168610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvBTXAsBqI/AAAAAAAAAWA/MpPU1OWN7to/s320/Horse+RacesMay2008+139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Claire had some friends over to Patterson park. Crabs were served, dogs played and fun was had by all. Even a few extra strangers who befriended us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvBTulGU2I/AAAAAAAAAWI/Kzok0_27hBU/s1600-h/Horse+RacesMay2008+149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227484337158902626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvBTulGU2I/AAAAAAAAAWI/Kzok0_27hBU/s320/Horse+RacesMay2008+149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MMM-crabs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvBUKJjuRI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/kRyCZqv8bYI/s1600-h/Horse+RacesMay2008+154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227484344559581458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvBUKJjuRI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/kRyCZqv8bYI/s320/Horse+RacesMay2008+154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Haagar is so talented. Jack was jealous he couldn't have his own hula-hoop. Poor jack. A bit later the party really started with Nick arriving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-5770008306099454810?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/5770008306099454810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=5770008306099454810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/5770008306099454810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/5770008306099454810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2008/07/roller-derby-and-claires-birthday.html' title='Roller Derby and Claire&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>bhavini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10849184212539861318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIvBSbT8zEI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3ByEo7nI4qA/s72-c/Horse+RacesMay2008+122.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29140681.post-8072384697097087399</id><published>2008-07-26T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T17:25:10.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Erykah Badu Concert on the Harbor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sometime in May, we headed down to the harbor with Leona to listen to some tunes and drink some beer. Leona and I needed some break time from papers and work. &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIu-gA87uWI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/vGEDt5-2EVs/s1600-h/horseracesbaltimoreapril2008erykabaduandrootsconcertmay2008+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227481249714256226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIu-gA87uWI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/vGEDt5-2EVs/s320/horseracesbaltimoreapril2008erykabaduandrootsconcertmay2008+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIu-gfcoK7I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EiHqjP_C-QI/s1600-h/horseracesbaltimoreapril2008erykabaduandrootsconcertmay2008+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227481257900256178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIu-gfcoK7I/AAAAAAAAAVY/EiHqjP_C-QI/s320/horseracesbaltimoreapril2008erykabaduandrootsconcertmay2008+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Claire was photoshopped in. If you look real close you can see Badu back there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIu-guP06KI/AAAAAAAAAVg/dIGFyt0FEOc/s1600-h/horseracesbaltimoreapril2008erykabaduandrootsconcertmay2008+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227481261873096866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIu-guP06KI/AAAAAAAAAVg/dIGFyt0FEOc/s320/horseracesbaltimoreapril2008erykabaduandrootsconcertmay2008+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ahh David. A few minutes after this lovely picture, he was lucky to walk away. The man behind him stumbled away and dropped his machete on his shoulder. It was still in the holster thing---but still. He dropped a machete?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIu-gsBpgyI/AAAAAAAAAVo/9VNJFW7xU5w/s1600-h/horseracesbaltimoreapril2008erykabaduandrootsconcertmay2008+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227481261276758818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIu-gsBpgyI/AAAAAAAAAVo/9VNJFW7xU5w/s320/horseracesbaltimoreapril2008erykabaduandrootsconcertmay2008+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After we hit up a  local bar for some beer and crabcakes. mmm. crab cakes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-8072384697097087399?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/8072384697097087399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=8072384697097087399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/8072384697097087399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/8072384697097087399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2008/07/erykah-badu-concert-on-harbor.html' title='Erykah Badu Concert on the Harbor'/><author><name>bhavini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10849184212539861318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SIu-gA87uWI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/vGEDt5-2EVs/s72-c/horseracesbaltimoreapril2008erykabaduandrootsconcertmay2008+030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29140681.post-4251538144646151732</id><published>2008-07-01T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T19:23:04.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ravens Game-January 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrjKeMKKeI/AAAAAAAAATE/rlGYS2rIhvs/s1600-h/Hawaii2008andAntietam2008+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218232887304399330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrjKeMKKeI/AAAAAAAAATE/rlGYS2rIhvs/s200/Hawaii2008andAntietam2008+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In January we made our way to a Colts vs. Ravens game. I was for the COLTS! Yeah colts! The rest of the pack seemed to be rooting for the Ravens. Peter was prepared for a snow storm. Instead it rained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrjK5hM-DI/AAAAAAAAATM/0ofTpvR2qH0/s1600-h/Hawaii2008andAntietam2008+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218232894640420914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrjK5hM-DI/AAAAAAAAATM/0ofTpvR2qH0/s200/Hawaii2008andAntietam2008+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had pretty nice seats. Able to see the field well. I liked all the smoke and lights when the RAvens came onto the field. According to David their new plan is to release actual Ravens during the opening. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrjLdzZ1HI/AAAAAAAAATU/ooQzqkkebPE/s1600-h/Hawaii2008andAntietam2008+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218232904380437618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrjLdzZ1HI/AAAAAAAAATU/ooQzqkkebPE/s200/Hawaii2008andAntietam2008+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Elliott, David and Peter were all toasty warm together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrjL84WyoI/AAAAAAAAATc/HzvPKhkbkRo/s1600-h/Hawaii2008andAntietam2008+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218232912722709122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrjL84WyoI/AAAAAAAAATc/HzvPKhkbkRo/s200/Hawaii2008andAntietam2008+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look close, you can see Peyton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrjMXA3byI/AAAAAAAAATk/YkJNVN6Q4nA/s1600-h/Hawaii2008andAntietam2008+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218232919737724706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrjMXA3byI/AAAAAAAAATk/YkJNVN6Q4nA/s200/Hawaii2008andAntietam2008+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ravens lost. By alot. It also rained and i got to wear a plastic sac on my head. I had an awesome time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-4251538144646151732?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/4251538144646151732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=4251538144646151732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/4251538144646151732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/4251538144646151732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2008/07/ravens-game-january-2008.html' title='Ravens Game-January 2008'/><author><name>bhavini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10849184212539861318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrjKeMKKeI/AAAAAAAAATE/rlGYS2rIhvs/s72-c/Hawaii2008andAntietam2008+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29140681.post-2065276273272091451</id><published>2008-07-01T18:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T19:06:34.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Antietam-February 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrhEy5GVYI/AAAAAAAAASc/bv7CE_ConcY/s1600-h/Hawaii2008andAntietam2008+555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218230590759130498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrhEy5GVYI/AAAAAAAAASc/bv7CE_ConcY/s200/Hawaii2008andAntietam2008+555.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took a trip to Antietam National Battlefield. It was a neat experience to see the battlefields. Since it was a cold day we were able to hike some of the trails alone with Jicky Jack. The area is beautiful and we enjoyed our hikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrhFYFZxdI/AAAAAAAAASk/M42B-CIXYPY/s1600-h/Hawaii2008andAntietam2008+571.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218230600742847954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrhFYFZxdI/AAAAAAAAASk/M42B-CIXYPY/s200/Hawaii2008andAntietam2008+571.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David was walking Jackson and tripped over nothing. Absolutely nothing. He fell on his face. Good times for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrhFr9gIeI/AAAAAAAAASs/CQsyPgwFV3s/s1600-h/Hawaii2008andAntietam2008+585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218230606078419426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrhFr9gIeI/AAAAAAAAASs/CQsyPgwFV3s/s200/Hawaii2008andAntietam2008+585.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Burnside Bridge. We took a smaller hike to get to the bridge and spent some time watching geese. Lots of geese.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sgt. Jackson, Fire the cannon. &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrhF5TJTbI/AAAAAAAAAS8/ytF_xMyMuk4/s1600-h/Hawaii2008andAntietam2008+609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218230609658858930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrhF5TJTbI/AAAAAAAAAS8/ytF_xMyMuk4/s200/Hawaii2008andAntietam2008+609.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrhFt7zazI/AAAAAAAAAS0/0agMLC7ukxE/s1600-h/Hawaii2008andAntietam2008+608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218230606608165682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrhFt7zazI/AAAAAAAAAS0/0agMLC7ukxE/s200/Hawaii2008andAntietam2008+608.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackson was part of the Artillery Division. He's pretty good with cannons. Only shakes a little bit while aiming, but when he fires he's steady like a rock.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-2065276273272091451?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/2065276273272091451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=2065276273272091451' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/2065276273272091451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/2065276273272091451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2008/07/antietam-february-2008.html' title='Antietam-February 2008'/><author><name>bhavini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10849184212539861318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrhEy5GVYI/AAAAAAAAASc/bv7CE_ConcY/s72-c/Hawaii2008andAntietam2008+555.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29140681.post-5502294108701588391</id><published>2008-07-01T18:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T18:51:01.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Illadelphia-June 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrdNeCJwKI/AAAAAAAAAR0/o_xLkiV4MlY/s1600-h/Philly2008+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218226341732270242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrdNeCJwKI/AAAAAAAAAR0/o_xLkiV4MlY/s200/Philly2008+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In June we took a trip up to Philly. David wanted to see if he could find the National Treasure. heh. Instead we sweated our balls off and ate pretty mediocre foods. Pictured here is the bell. It didn't ring while we were there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrdNkeFafI/AAAAAAAAAR8/JKKd0cRamYQ/s1600-h/Philly2008+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218226343460039154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrdNkeFafI/AAAAAAAAAR8/JKKd0cRamYQ/s200/Philly2008+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dolla Dolla bill y'all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I thought this was Freedom Hall. Apparently that is in Louisville KY. This is Independence Hall. We'll have to make a visit to Freedom Hall one day.&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrdOe5Kf1I/AAAAAAAAASE/25-ZzBTdtC4/s1600-h/Philly2008+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218226359142874962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrdOe5Kf1I/AAAAAAAAASE/25-ZzBTdtC4/s200/Philly2008+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrc1TrZorI/AAAAAAAAARM/0niAjqhN0Ww/s1600-h/Philly2008+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218225926635627186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrc1TrZorI/AAAAAAAAARM/0niAjqhN0Ww/s200/Philly2008+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And then there is this creature...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrc19Ma-fI/AAAAAAAAARU/svaZpJt6qRk/s1600-h/Philly2008+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218225937779980786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrc19Ma-fI/AAAAAAAAARU/svaZpJt6qRk/s200/Philly2008+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dhigh got five on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrc2FB2i1I/AAAAAAAAARc/2qZbByHVBSk/s1600-h/Philly2008+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218225939883133778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrc2FB2i1I/AAAAAAAAARc/2qZbByHVBSk/s200/Philly2008+072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; David used to skate. He does not now. He wanted to see what it was like to skate again. We watched skaters and people swimming. I got bored and hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrc2oy85jI/AAAAAAAAARk/jaKDfXCQYYg/s1600-h/Philly2008+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218225949484312114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrc2oy85jI/AAAAAAAAARk/jaKDfXCQYYg/s200/Philly2008+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; David climbed the sculpture to impress me. He picked up a nice tan up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrc3HIX-2I/AAAAAAAAARs/nMCk7YrFUf4/s1600-h/Philly2008+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218225957627231074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrc3HIX-2I/AAAAAAAAARs/nMCk7YrFUf4/s200/Philly2008+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm so pretty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-5502294108701588391?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/5502294108701588391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=5502294108701588391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/5502294108701588391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/5502294108701588391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2008/07/illadelphia-june-2008.html' title='Illadelphia-June 2008'/><author><name>bhavini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10849184212539861318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrdNeCJwKI/AAAAAAAAAR0/o_xLkiV4MlY/s72-c/Philly2008+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29140681.post-6190429110427694048</id><published>2008-07-01T18:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T18:38:57.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>After Graduation Celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGraTEYYR0I/AAAAAAAAAQk/X3WknmNyklk/s1600-h/Graduation2008andMonicasweddingmay2008+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218223139390506818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGraTEYYR0I/AAAAAAAAAQk/X3WknmNyklk/s200/Graduation2008andMonicasweddingmay2008+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once again I am having trouble figuring out this picture posting/writing stuff. I just can't seem to get things to work and don't have enough mind power to take the time to do it. ( David could help me, but he is choosing to sip coke and watch TV)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGraTkkQH2I/AAAAAAAAAQs/aQyd1_vcqkY/s1600-h/Graduation2008andMonicasweddingmay2008+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218223148030238562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGraTkkQH2I/AAAAAAAAAQs/aQyd1_vcqkY/s200/Graduation2008andMonicasweddingmay2008+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had burgers, dogs and veggie patties galore. Elliott was an expert chef. He made "HUUUGE" burgers. Delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGraUuj3cwI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/JLQn4kqqzuE/s1600-h/Graduation2008andMonicasweddingmay2008+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218223167892845314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGraUuj3cwI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/JLQn4kqqzuE/s200/Graduation2008andMonicasweddingmay2008+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Once again, David cleans up nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGraU-SfLBI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/I5N6I78ZIck/s1600-h/Graduation2008andMonicasweddingmay2008+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218223172114918418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGraU-SfLBI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/I5N6I78ZIck/s200/Graduation2008andMonicasweddingmay2008+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Katie gave a really nice surprise speach. something about engaements and pregnancies. All those people involved in the engagments and babies had no idea they were engaged or pregnent. Poor Katie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGraVNExf9I/AAAAAAAAARE/WBv8otZvYxc/s1600-h/Graduation2008andMonicasweddingmay2008+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218223176083931090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGraVNExf9I/AAAAAAAAARE/WBv8otZvYxc/s200/Graduation2008andMonicasweddingmay2008+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wallis like Dr. Mody. They both like to take naps and eat. What a good pair.&lt;br /&gt;A nice time was had by all. Lots of eats and treats and drinks. (David is now laughing at my post. So..we'll just see how funny his posts are since he's funny mc funnyson)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-6190429110427694048?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/6190429110427694048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=6190429110427694048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/6190429110427694048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/6190429110427694048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2008/07/after-graduation-celebration.html' title='After Graduation Celebration'/><author><name>bhavini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10849184212539861318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGraTEYYR0I/AAAAAAAAAQk/X3WknmNyklk/s72-c/Graduation2008andMonicasweddingmay2008+064.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29140681.post-941551966668975135</id><published>2008-07-01T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T18:55:21.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation-May 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrfgP1qQ_I/AAAAAAAAASU/EEGkeNfHtf0/s1600-h/thegirls.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I finally graduated from school. It is over for now and I'm glad to be done. My parents flew up to celebrate. They enjoyed relaxing in "hotel bhavini"-continental breakfast was served daily.&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrVnGucGAI/AAAAAAAAAP0/w5cf2Ec8yXg/s1600-h/Graduation2008andMonicasweddingmay2008+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218217986059147266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrVnGucGAI/AAAAAAAAAP0/w5cf2Ec8yXg/s200/Graduation2008andMonicasweddingmay2008+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Walking back. Felt good to be done. Gave a smile and wave as I walked across too. Nice.&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrXQFv2itI/AAAAAAAAAP8/zV88HXdaU_M/s1600-h/Graduation2008andMonicasweddingmay2008+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218219789682903762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrXQFv2itI/AAAAAAAAAP8/zV88HXdaU_M/s200/Graduation2008andMonicasweddingmay2008+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom and David were all over the cookies and punch served after the extremely long ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrXQ1oBOWI/AAAAAAAAAQE/Rm0FezwyMqA/s1600-h/Graduation2008andMonicasweddingmay2008+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218219802534951266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrXQ1oBOWI/AAAAAAAAAQE/Rm0FezwyMqA/s200/Graduation2008andMonicasweddingmay2008+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom and Dad are the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrXREHN99I/AAAAAAAAAQM/7UQzUbSWxHY/s1600-h/Graduation2008andMonicasweddingmay2008+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218219806423906258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrXREHN99I/AAAAAAAAAQM/7UQzUbSWxHY/s200/Graduation2008andMonicasweddingmay2008+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Caitlin and Rebecca helped me survive the torture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrXRlJFdRI/AAAAAAAAAQU/G22lN-L1dLA/s1600-h/Graduation2008andMonicasweddingmay2008+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218219815290107154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrXRlJFdRI/AAAAAAAAAQU/G22lN-L1dLA/s200/Graduation2008andMonicasweddingmay2008+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love these ladies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrfgN3_LRI/AAAAAAAAASM/VCTaDenZ37s/s1600-h/thegirls.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://render-2.snapfish.com/render2/is=Yup6aQQ%7C%3Dup6RKKt%3Axxr%3D0-qpDofRt7Pf7mrPfrj7t%3DzrRfDUX%3AeQaQxg%3Dr%3F87KR6xqpxQQGoxePGxPnPxv8uOc5xQQQlo0aaJGQJaqpfVtB%3F*KUp7BHSHqqy7XH6gX0QoQe%7CRup6lQQ%7C/of=50,590,442"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://render-2.snapfish.com/render2/is=Yup6aQQ%7C%3Dup6RKKt%3Axxr%3D0-qpDofRt7Pf7mrPfrj7t%3DzrRfDUX%3AeQaQxg%3Dr%3F87KR6xqpxQQGoxePGxPnPxv8uOc5xQQQlo0aaJGQJaqpfVtB%3F*KUp7BHSHqqy7XH6gX0QoQe%7CRup6lQQ%7C/of=50,590,442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrXSC0Ty-I/AAAAAAAAAQc/mhhHiuGOvH8/s1600-h/Graduation2008andMonicasweddingmay2008+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;David cleans up real nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218219823256030178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrXSC0Ty-I/AAAAAAAAAQc/mhhHiuGOvH8/s200/Graduation2008andMonicasweddingmay2008+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was nice to actually walk the line. I finished up school and boards in December/January and had started working at Pediatric clinic. I forgot that I had finished school until this little event. I was hoping there would be fireworks after the ceremony, but none. Too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-941551966668975135?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/941551966668975135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=941551966668975135' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/941551966668975135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/941551966668975135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2008/07/graduation-may-2008.html' title='Graduation-May 2008'/><author><name>bhavini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10849184212539861318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/SGrVnGucGAI/AAAAAAAAAP0/w5cf2Ec8yXg/s72-c/Graduation2008andMonicasweddingmay2008+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29140681.post-2632591526724769810</id><published>2007-08-08T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T17:54:13.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Susie and Byron's Visit to Baltimore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Susie and Byron came to Baltimore on their spring break. (i think) We were very excited to have some company. David gets bored here. Apparently I don't entertain him enough. They came for 4 days and we jam-packed them with activities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They arrived wearing matching shirts. How cute are they? (look how cute susie is smiling)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RrpQKZRW4VI/AAAAAAAAALc/SqcOcsBexN4/s1600-h/IMG_0715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096474067835740498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RrpQKZRW4VI/AAAAAAAAALc/SqcOcsBexN4/s200/IMG_0715.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The next day we went to J. W. Booth's grave. The grave is unmarked in the Booth's family plot incase someone wanted to harm it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RrpQK5RW4WI/AAAAAAAAALk/SV0A8TTkK2Y/s1600-h/IMG_0717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096474076425675106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RrpQK5RW4WI/AAAAAAAAALk/SV0A8TTkK2Y/s200/IMG_0717.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We then stopped by the School of Nursing to check out the mural I worked on with some talented others last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RrpQLJRW4XI/AAAAAAAAALs/VUJOZOEUA94/s1600-h/IMG_0722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096474080720642418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RrpQLJRW4XI/AAAAAAAAALs/VUJOZOEUA94/s200/IMG_0722.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After a huge breakfast at Bluemoon, we went up to Federal Hill to enjoy the view of the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RrpQL5RW4YI/AAAAAAAAAL0/JoTNZRaDe4Y/s1600-h/IMG_0771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096474093605544322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RrpQL5RW4YI/AAAAAAAAAL0/JoTNZRaDe4Y/s200/IMG_0771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ahhh...Baltimore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RrpQMJRW4ZI/AAAAAAAAAL8/VVgh0CTpzP4/s1600-h/IMG_0780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096474097900511634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RrpQMJRW4ZI/AAAAAAAAAL8/VVgh0CTpzP4/s200/IMG_0780.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We then went to dinner at Arcos, my favorite outdoor place to eat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Susie had her first Margarita. "mmmmm"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096475639793770914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RrpRl5RW4aI/AAAAAAAAAME/VQPKfUZrU6U/s200/IMG_0785.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Brother, sister and byron eat chips and salsa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096475648383705522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RrpRmZRW4bI/AAAAAAAAAMM/B2yhqVXsV4o/s200/IMG_0788.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We also went to Cafe Hon at the end of the night to load up on bread pudding, chocolate brownie icecream and coconut cake. We were stuffed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096475652678672834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RrpRmpRW4cI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Qw0UBBV_xHo/s200/IMG_0790.JPG" border="0" /&gt;David and Nick had a show that Saturday. I am not allowed to post more messages until David does that one. One because i dont know how to post a video clip and two because he thinks he needs to post to.."make the blog funny again." So I will say farewell until he posts. See you next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-2632591526724769810?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/2632591526724769810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=2632591526724769810' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/2632591526724769810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/2632591526724769810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2007/08/susie-and-byrons-visit-to-baltimore.html' title='Susie and Byron&apos;s Visit to Baltimore'/><author><name>bhavini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10849184212539861318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RrpQKZRW4VI/AAAAAAAAALc/SqcOcsBexN4/s72-c/IMG_0715.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29140681.post-3125604026548058953</id><published>2007-08-08T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T16:15:21.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dr. mody's visit to b'more</title><content type='html'>Sometime in April, my dad came to baltimore. He wanted to see my new apartment and check and see if david was behaving in Baltimore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here he is being cool: the sun was very bright inside this restaurant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RrpNS5RW4SI/AAAAAAAAALE/CY8MZq-JjDQ/s1600-h/IMG_0633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096470915329745186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RrpNS5RW4SI/AAAAAAAAALE/CY8MZq-JjDQ/s200/IMG_0633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to the tulip park and walked a friend's wolf of a dog. Later in the day he ate jackson and barfed him back up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RrpNTZRW4TI/AAAAAAAAALM/XlTkMoB1fVQ/s1600-h/IMG_0636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096470923919679794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RrpNTZRW4TI/AAAAAAAAALM/XlTkMoB1fVQ/s200/IMG_0636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dad got tired and needed nap time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RrpNTpRW4UI/AAAAAAAAALU/b7AeiaUaho0/s1600-h/IMG_0680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096470928214647106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RrpNTpRW4UI/AAAAAAAAALU/b7AeiaUaho0/s200/IMG_0680.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did a few other things. I don't remember what though. We had fun with dad though. He's always entertaining. Hope he comes back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-3125604026548058953?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/3125604026548058953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=3125604026548058953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/3125604026548058953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/3125604026548058953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2007/08/dr-modys-visit-to-bmore.html' title='Dr. mody&apos;s visit to b&apos;more'/><author><name>bhavini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10849184212539861318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RrpNS5RW4SI/AAAAAAAAALE/CY8MZq-JjDQ/s72-c/IMG_0633.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29140681.post-4296965913459020055</id><published>2007-08-08T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T16:04:51.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The hike</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;A group of us went hiking on our last day. We were able to stick together for part of the hike: we stopped for lunch and then one group did a shorter hike, while the rest of us made our way to Aloha Lake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I think our hike made us go uphill more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RrpJz5RW4LI/AAAAAAAAAKM/aN_gsSD01LY/s1600-h/IMG_1378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096467084218917042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RrpJz5RW4LI/AAAAAAAAAKM/aN_gsSD01LY/s200/IMG_1378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miho was always ahead of the rest: she likes to climb fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RrpJ0JRW4MI/AAAAAAAAAKU/tN04t-VgHqQ/s1600-h/Copy+of+IMG_1398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096467088513884354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RrpJ0JRW4MI/AAAAAAAAAKU/tN04t-VgHqQ/s200/Copy+of+IMG_1398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While hiking you could see some snow capped mountains which we wanted to get to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RrpJ0ZRW4NI/AAAAAAAAAKc/FtUSBGYXFJc/s1600-h/Copy+of+IMG_1405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096467092808851666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RrpJ0ZRW4NI/AAAAAAAAAKc/FtUSBGYXFJc/s200/Copy+of+IMG_1405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's a better shot of them. We stopped here at the lake for some cooling off. The water was quite chilly, but very refreshing. Lake water makes people happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RrpJ0ZRW4OI/AAAAAAAAAKk/J8wPxXjP5zk/s1600-h/IMG_1410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096467092808851682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RrpJ0ZRW4OI/AAAAAAAAAKk/J8wPxXjP5zk/s200/IMG_1410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sisters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RrpJ0pRW4PI/AAAAAAAAAKs/BJlGBGHJQ34/s1600-h/IMG_1435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096467097103818994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RrpJ0pRW4PI/AAAAAAAAAKs/BJlGBGHJQ34/s200/IMG_1435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I loved this tree. There were random areas with completely whited-out trees. They were beautiful.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096468127895970066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RrpKwpRW4RI/AAAAAAAAAK8/EKHeGZ05Tvs/s200/IMG_1441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Me on a large rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096468127895970050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RrpKwpRW4QI/AAAAAAAAAK0/94u4TdsaA9Y/s200/IMG_1444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I had an excellent time in California. After the hike, we made our way back to San Fransisco. I really like that city, but after being out in the woods, I was sad to see so many cars and lights. It was a small shock to the system. Bhavana must have been really shocked. Bhavana and Karl were out in the woods for over 2 weeks before entering the city. Poor kids. They needed a shower. Happy birthday bhavana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-4296965913459020055?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/4296965913459020055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=4296965913459020055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/4296965913459020055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/4296965913459020055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2007/08/hike.html' title='The hike'/><author><name>bhavini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10849184212539861318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RrpJz5RW4LI/AAAAAAAAAKM/aN_gsSD01LY/s72-c/IMG_1378.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29140681.post-6258662729894625061</id><published>2007-08-03T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T09:12:03.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;To celebrate the big 30, Sona "made" Bhavana a yummy chocolate cake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RrNRipRW4GI/AAAAAAAAAJk/q2H5W9aQH5E/s1600-h/Copy+of+IMG_1325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094505259122221154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RrNRipRW4GI/AAAAAAAAAJk/q2H5W9aQH5E/s200/Copy+of+IMG_1325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The cake was so delicious-bum smacking took place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RrNRi5RW4HI/AAAAAAAAAJs/m_0TZScswfc/s1600-h/Copy+of+IMG_1345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094505263417188466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RrNRi5RW4HI/AAAAAAAAAJs/m_0TZScswfc/s200/Copy+of+IMG_1345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bhavana was determined to ring in her birthday in Nevada: gambling. So off we went. Karl and Bhavana decided to stick their big heads out the sun roof. We got pulled over. BUT...no tickets-just a warning to "keep your heads inside the car"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RrNRjZRW4II/AAAAAAAAAJ0/flyrgfCtrgA/s1600-h/Copy+of+IMG_1354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094505272007123074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RrNRjZRW4II/AAAAAAAAAJ0/flyrgfCtrgA/s200/Copy+of+IMG_1354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After we all made money at the casino: we needed some nutrients. What is open in Nevada at 2 am? Denny's. Who would have thought, my sister would eat at Denny's. I wanted to sleep-she was still ready to party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RrNRjZRW4JI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/9CXD6wXP8hI/s1600-h/Copy+of+IMG_1372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094505272007123090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RrNRjZRW4JI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/9CXD6wXP8hI/s200/Copy+of+IMG_1372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Milkshakes for all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RrNRj5RW4KI/AAAAAAAAAKE/Rt0ZdDKU7lo/s1600-h/Copy+of+IMG_1374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094505280597057698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RrNRj5RW4KI/AAAAAAAAAKE/Rt0ZdDKU7lo/s200/Copy+of+IMG_1374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What fun we had on her birthday. Most people stayed at the cabin sleeping. Not us, we fueled up on drinks and milkshakes for the big hike tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-6258662729894625061?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/6258662729894625061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=6258662729894625061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/6258662729894625061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/6258662729894625061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2007/08/birthday.html' title='The Birthday'/><author><name>bhavini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10849184212539861318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RrNRipRW4GI/AAAAAAAAAJk/q2H5W9aQH5E/s72-c/Copy+of+IMG_1325.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29140681.post-6375865279925427100</id><published>2007-07-25T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T17:19:25.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bhavana's 30th Birthday-July 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My sister Bhavana turned 30 on July 15. In honor of her turning 30, I packed up and flew out to California to spend a few days with her and her friends. I flew in the San Fransisco and met up with people to make a long 5 hour drive to Lake Tahoe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The scenery was beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091292357296840754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RqfnbJRW4DI/AAAAAAAAAJM/8DhPxQDFm_4/s200/IMG_1258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;On our first full day we decided to split the group: I went with the crew that was trecking to the Lake. We spent the entire day lounging by the blue water and playing in the waves. Here &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Bhavana and Wendi are approaching Lake Tahoe.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RqfnapRW4BI/AAAAAAAAAI8/3DSntnh5D8U/s1600-h/IMG_1268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091292348706906130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RqfnapRW4BI/AAAAAAAAAI8/3DSntnh5D8U/s200/IMG_1268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is more of the lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rqfna5RW4CI/AAAAAAAAAJE/YTuTvqmLRuY/s1600-h/IMG_1281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091292353001873442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rqfna5RW4CI/AAAAAAAAAJE/YTuTvqmLRuY/s200/IMG_1281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I realized I can play with colors on my camera. Bhavana and I are happy sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RqfnbJRW4EI/AAAAAAAAAJU/h6lFGkkw1AY/s1600-h/IMG_1313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091292357296840770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RqfnbJRW4EI/AAAAAAAAAJU/h6lFGkkw1AY/s200/IMG_1313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Does this girl look like she's about to turn 30 in a day? She could be on a water babies sunscreen comercial. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RqfnbZRW4FI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ImCRmLjNDkc/s1600-h/IMG_1303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091292361591808082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RqfnbZRW4FI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ImCRmLjNDkc/s200/IMG_1303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After the day at the beach we were tuckered out and knew we had a long few days ahead of us and went back to the cabin to prepare. We had to prepare for the big birthday and some hiking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-6375865279925427100?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/6375865279925427100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=6375865279925427100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/6375865279925427100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/6375865279925427100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2007/07/bhavanas-30th-birthday-july-2007.html' title='Bhavana&apos;s 30th Birthday-July 2007'/><author><name>bhavini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10849184212539861318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RqfnbJRW4DI/AAAAAAAAAJM/8DhPxQDFm_4/s72-c/IMG_1258.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29140681.post-6056406522673171984</id><published>2007-07-17T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T21:38:21.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Federal Hill: April or March 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;David got a camera for Christmas. One of his new hobbies is picture taking. There is a place called Federal Hill in baltimore that over looks the city. It's a beautiful park-david got some nice shots of the city from there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088390624461006354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rp2YUEFtJhI/AAAAAAAAAIc/E6QZjcdIu3c/s200/IMG_0208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is part of the Harbor: part of the aquarium and the concert pavillion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rp2YTkFtJgI/AAAAAAAAAIU/PgILHtE3MuQ/s1600-h/IMG_0203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088390615871071746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rp2YTkFtJgI/AAAAAAAAAIU/PgILHtE3MuQ/s200/IMG_0203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Downtown baltimore and the harbor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rp2YUkFtJiI/AAAAAAAAAIk/uhGeL4f55Fo/s1600-h/IMG_0212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088390633050940962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rp2YUkFtJiI/AAAAAAAAAIk/uhGeL4f55Fo/s200/IMG_0212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;more of the harbor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rp2YU0FtJjI/AAAAAAAAAIs/fZsGEWOTkEk/s1600-h/IMG_0220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088390637345908274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rp2YU0FtJjI/AAAAAAAAAIs/fZsGEWOTkEk/s200/IMG_0220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look very closely and you'll see some people and maybe even a dog you know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rp2YVUFtJkI/AAAAAAAAAI0/pjTurDr-q8I/s1600-h/IMG_0225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088390645935842882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rp2YVUFtJkI/AAAAAAAAAI0/pjTurDr-q8I/s200/IMG_0225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-6056406522673171984?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/6056406522673171984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=6056406522673171984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/6056406522673171984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/6056406522673171984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2007/07/federal-hill-april-or-march-2007.html' title='Federal Hill: April or March 2007'/><author><name>bhavini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10849184212539861318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rp2YUEFtJhI/AAAAAAAAAIc/E6QZjcdIu3c/s72-c/IMG_0208.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29140681.post-3131377971189111125</id><published>2007-07-17T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T21:23:11.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>David's birthday-April 20, 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;David celebrated his 26th birthday in style-smiling. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rp2T_EFtJbI/AAAAAAAAAHs/k0XK2J26qXY/s1600-h/IMG_0616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088385865637242290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rp2T_EFtJbI/AAAAAAAAAHs/k0XK2J26qXY/s200/IMG_0616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We all met at the tulip park and did lots of david's favorite things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Frisbee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rp2UAEFtJcI/AAAAAAAAAH0/6GLI4olfVts/s1600-h/IMG_0625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088385882817111490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rp2UAEFtJcI/AAAAAAAAAH0/6GLI4olfVts/s200/IMG_0625.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eating: cake, chips, salsa and cokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rp2UAkFtJdI/AAAAAAAAAH8/M6-oxv4C6ZU/s1600-h/IMG_0629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088385891407046098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rp2UAkFtJdI/AAAAAAAAAH8/M6-oxv4C6ZU/s200/IMG_0629.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After eating there was a contest: who looks more pregnant? Tyler, david or elliott?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rp2UB0FtJeI/AAAAAAAAAIE/tSx6bfU72Qk/s1600-h/IMG_0631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088385912881882594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rp2UB0FtJeI/AAAAAAAAAIE/tSx6bfU72Qk/s200/IMG_0631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matt likes to run around with unbuttoned pink shirts and green pants. This is why we love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rp2UCEFtJfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/HsVoM34EwFk/s1600-h/IMG_0627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088385917176849906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rp2UCEFtJfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/HsVoM34EwFk/s200/IMG_0627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating and playing frisbee, we all sat around a played a game of trivial pursuit. It got so heated and intense we had to take it indoors to finish it. My memory fails to remember who won, we'll just say i did. I won the game of trivial pursuit. David had a nice birthday, i think. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-3131377971189111125?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/3131377971189111125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=3131377971189111125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/3131377971189111125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/3131377971189111125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2007/07/davids-birthday.html' title='David&apos;s birthday-April 20, 2007'/><author><name>bhavini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10849184212539861318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rp2T_EFtJbI/AAAAAAAAAHs/k0XK2J26qXY/s72-c/IMG_0616.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29140681.post-7904553229604875503</id><published>2007-06-23T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T08:45:07.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>California: The End</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rn04ZYIS9UI/AAAAAAAAAG8/NpJJtR5jVzA/s1600-h/IMG_0493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079277963368920386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rn04ZYIS9UI/AAAAAAAAAG8/NpJJtR5jVzA/s200/IMG_0493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After trying to battle some sort of virus and winning-Bhavana put on a little lasagna party.  Here she is starting up the cooking. (see the tulip in the window? My dad made that in the basement)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As soon as the night started the toilet clogged. You can't have a party without a toilet.  Miho and Sona like to get their hands dirty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079284925510907218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rn0-uoIS9VI/AAAAAAAAAHE/5I5CwayWmYc/s200/IMG_0494.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;These folks just figured out they could watch "Dick in a box" on Youtube and were excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rn0-vYIS9WI/AAAAAAAAAHM/mQfx2i74J6k/s1600-h/IMG_0501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079284938395809122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rn0-vYIS9WI/AAAAAAAAAHM/mQfx2i74J6k/s200/IMG_0501.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bhavana and I wore matching shirts so noone could tell us apart! Wheew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rn0-v4IS9XI/AAAAAAAAAHU/vdf7r4oZ2ic/s1600-h/IMG_0504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079284946985743730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rn0-v4IS9XI/AAAAAAAAAHU/vdf7r4oZ2ic/s200/IMG_0504.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dinner was served. We had wine, lasagna, yummy salad and bread. MMMmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rn0-w4IS9YI/AAAAAAAAAHc/G_8dUqJxOXA/s1600-h/IMG_0505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079284964165612930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rn0-w4IS9YI/AAAAAAAAAHc/G_8dUqJxOXA/s200/IMG_0505.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What a nice eveing we had. I was happy i got to see all of the California crew before I left. I had a nice break from Baltimore. No thoughts of school, driving in traffic or david. Ahhh, my week was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rn0-xIIS9ZI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ckoVd7WcQPw/s1600-h/IMG_0507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079284968460580242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rn0-xIIS9ZI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ckoVd7WcQPw/s200/IMG_0507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rn04ZYIS9UI/AAAAAAAAAG8/NpJJtR5jVzA/s1600-h/IMG_0493.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-7904553229604875503?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/7904553229604875503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=7904553229604875503' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/7904553229604875503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/7904553229604875503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2007/06/california-end.html' title='California: The End'/><author><name>bhavini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10849184212539861318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rn04ZYIS9UI/AAAAAAAAAG8/NpJJtR5jVzA/s72-c/IMG_0493.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29140681.post-4447771665517921608</id><published>2007-06-23T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T08:10:51.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>California: Part II</title><content type='html'>After our days of fun galavanting around the streets of Berkely, we packed up and went to Point Reyes. I felt a bit weird that day, headache, upset stomach, chills...something was brewing in my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is blurry picture of elk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rn01BIIS9MI/AAAAAAAAAF8/LDoAhq-c8Sw/s1600-h/IMG_0433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079274248222209218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rn01BIIS9MI/AAAAAAAAAF8/LDoAhq-c8Sw/s200/IMG_0433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bhavana preparing herself for the long hike ahead.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rn01BoIS9NI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vn8v4lhXZLI/s1600-h/IMG_0435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079274256812143826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rn01BoIS9NI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vn8v4lhXZLI/s200/IMG_0435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is how the trail started. Doens't it make you want to live in California where you can step out see that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rn01B4IS9OI/AAAAAAAAAGM/mzvKVRluXGc/s1600-h/IMG_0439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079274261107111138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rn01B4IS9OI/AAAAAAAAAGM/mzvKVRluXGc/s200/IMG_0439.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bhavana defying gravity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rn01CYIS9PI/AAAAAAAAAGU/et5lE-Y2fdg/s1600-h/IMG_0448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079274269697045746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rn01CYIS9PI/AAAAAAAAAGU/et5lE-Y2fdg/s200/IMG_0448.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Most of the hike overlooked the ocean. One direction was beautiful greenery and the other the ocean. ahhh..it was gorgeous. Too bad at this point I was starting to get a bit sicky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rn01CoIS9QI/AAAAAAAAAGc/zrLddytFjWk/s1600-h/IMG_0454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079274273992013058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rn01CoIS9QI/AAAAAAAAAGc/zrLddytFjWk/s200/IMG_0454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We found the cutest little worm. I named it "wormy". I think I have the mentality of a 4 year old. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079276116532983058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rn02t4IS9RI/AAAAAAAAAGk/_x0KCJohahg/s200/IMG_0460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I don't know what I'm doing. I was sick. I think i'm saluting the ocean. Who knows.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079276125122917666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rn02uYIS9SI/AAAAAAAAAGs/g9P650JRRhQ/s200/IMG_0470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I had started to break into sweat and experience extreme fatigue. So we decided to cut our hike short and head for home. Luckily we only had to follow the long dirt path home. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079276129417884978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rn02uoIS9TI/AAAAAAAAAG0/4dapOYZwIqM/s200/IMG_0490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-4447771665517921608?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/4447771665517921608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=4447771665517921608' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/4447771665517921608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/4447771665517921608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2007/06/california-part-ii.html' title='California: Part II'/><author><name>bhavini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10849184212539861318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rn01BIIS9MI/AAAAAAAAAF8/LDoAhq-c8Sw/s72-c/IMG_0433.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29140681.post-1638537381833073056</id><published>2007-06-23T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T07:53:45.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>California: Part I</title><content type='html'>Sometime in March I packed my bags and left the silliness of midterms and papers and David and went to Berkely California to visit the Mody sister. She had recently moved to Berkely after Santa Cruz and San Fransisco so I needed to check out her new place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here it is. Bhavana's duplex.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079271215975298226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rn0yQoIS9LI/AAAAAAAAAF0/iwiGJrhvGqQ/s200/IMG_0427.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin Sona lives in San Fransisco now and we all met up to have fun times pretending to be in India. Little did i know that Berkely has a whole street of just Indian stores...full of Saris, samosas and spices. (yes, that's all we Indians need..samosas, saris and spice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rn0yO4IS9HI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Qzuf3STJ5s8/s1600-h/IMG_0397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079271185910527090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rn0yO4IS9HI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Qzuf3STJ5s8/s200/IMG_0397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We then traveled to some outdoor Thai market. This is the only picture I can find of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rn0yPYIS9II/AAAAAAAAAFc/S9PBxy5JY44/s1600-h/IMG_0394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079271194500461698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rn0yPYIS9II/AAAAAAAAAFc/S9PBxy5JY44/s200/IMG_0394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bhavana needed a break for some cold treats. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rn0yPoIS9JI/AAAAAAAAAFk/VYruFupFBqQ/s1600-h/IMG_0403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079271198795429010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rn0yPoIS9JI/AAAAAAAAAFk/VYruFupFBqQ/s200/IMG_0403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the newest of the Mody clan. Neer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rn0yQIIS9KI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_O3F_xtip7M/s1600-h/IMG_0412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079271207385363618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rn0yQIIS9KI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_O3F_xtip7M/s200/IMG_0412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far this vacation seems boring doesn't it. It wasn't. In those two days we went to Tai cooking classes, walked around indian shops, made dinners, spent time with another cousin and her kids and had time to plan for the party later in the week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-1638537381833073056?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/1638537381833073056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=1638537381833073056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/1638537381833073056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/1638537381833073056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2007/06/california-part-i.html' title='California: Part I'/><author><name>bhavini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10849184212539861318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rn0yQoIS9LI/AAAAAAAAAF0/iwiGJrhvGqQ/s72-c/IMG_0427.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29140681.post-1250889361615717357</id><published>2007-06-16T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T09:16:07.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>David and Kelly Come to Baltimore (March?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;David and Kelly came up sometime in March or April to see the Cherry Blossom Festival. This is their second trip out to Baltimore-they must love us very much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David, dhigh and Kelly went to D.C. on Friday. I had to spend my day at clinical. They were nice and left D.C. to come pick me up from the hospital.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;David doesn't like driving in D.C. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RnQEJYIS86I/AAAAAAAAADs/CmsOqFrVTDI/s1600-h/IMG_0565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076687239095972770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RnQEJYIS86I/AAAAAAAAADs/CmsOqFrVTDI/s200/IMG_0565.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here they are arriving at Queen Isabella's statue:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076686002145391474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="152" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RnQDBYIS83I/AAAAAAAAADU/gtxc_C2OFNU/s200/IMG_0580.JPG" width="229" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They visited the National Gallery of Art and on the second floor found a fountain with a statue that begged to be imitated. David was hoping someone would notice his grace and ask him to be a professional dancer. He envies Ben Asriel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RnQEKIIS88I/AAAAAAAAAD8/s-LCHjDPZwk/s1600-h/IMG_0592.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RnQEJoIS87I/AAAAAAAAAD0/O7yXBL374fI/s1600-h/IMG_0590.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RnQEIoIS84I/AAAAAAAAADc/XiOXo-NrPX8/s1600-h/IMG_0594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076687226211070850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RnQEIoIS84I/AAAAAAAAADc/XiOXo-NrPX8/s200/IMG_0594.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly is much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076692375876858946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RnQI0YIS9EI/AAAAAAAAAE8/VsJ8K1bK57o/s200/IMG_0592.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;David had trouble getting his back leg off the ground. Old man.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076692384466793554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RnQI04IS9FI/AAAAAAAAAFE/QvJJ0K5zdd4/s200/IMG_0590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;They saw the Washington Monument:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076692367286924322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RnQIz4IS9CI/AAAAAAAAAEs/1BoeoMbf39s/s200/IMG_0583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Kelly just wanted a hot dog-those hot dogs in D.C. are delicious. I've only heard- I am a vegetarian-the kind david vance claims to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076692371581891634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RnQI0IIS9DI/AAAAAAAAAE0/OqzzT7lS_Ig/s200/IMG_0584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The three really wanted to see the White House. Excitement built all day-when the finally arrived-it seemed wrong. Why? They found the back of the White House. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;David was wondering what was in the White House.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RnQEJIIS85I/AAAAAAAAADk/yKI4b5oJD_8/s1600-h/IMG_0575.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RnQEJIIS85I/AAAAAAAAADk/yKI4b5oJD_8/s1600-h/IMG_0575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076687234801005458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RnQEJIIS85I/AAAAAAAAADk/yKI4b5oJD_8/s200/IMG_0575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;David and Kelly were a little under the weather all weekend. David tried to take naps anytime he could, even on the second floor railing of the Art Gallery. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076692388761760866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RnQI1IIS9GI/AAAAAAAAAFM/sT2uZnWMtIc/s200/IMG_0596.JPG" border="0" /&gt; We all had a very nice time together. Saturday we all went to D.C. to meet Kelly's friend. We walked around alot of booths with paintings, umbrellas, dance dance revolution....! We found some tasty Japanese food and had lunch together. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We came back to bmore thinking we'd have dinner but realized we were all tired so we settled on Ms. Pac Man and pizza. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We were sad to see them go. Hopefully they will come back to complete the trifecta.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-1250889361615717357?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/1250889361615717357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=1250889361615717357' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/1250889361615717357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/1250889361615717357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2007/06/david-and-kelly-come-to-baltimore-march.html' title='David and Kelly Come to Baltimore (March?)'/><author><name>bhavini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10849184212539861318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RnQEJYIS86I/AAAAAAAAADs/CmsOqFrVTDI/s72-c/IMG_0565.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29140681.post-6376403853203580306</id><published>2007-06-13T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T18:40:16.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Party Time (sometime in February)</title><content type='html'>Here are some of the ladies from school. I've seen them in dresses one other time; i think that was graduation. sad sad ladies.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RnCWHYIS81I/AAAAAAAAADE/_6ycgBsLyJU/s1600-h/IMG_0333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075721833527046994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RnCWHYIS81I/AAAAAAAAADE/_6ycgBsLyJU/s200/IMG_0333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elliott cleans up pretty nice for a dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RnCVxoIS80I/AAAAAAAAAC8/zcFbl6mPHu0/s1600-h/IMG_0324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075721459864892226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RnCVxoIS80I/AAAAAAAAAC8/zcFbl6mPHu0/s200/IMG_0324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here people are entertaining themselves with TV. We all like to come together to watch TV. (look at dhigh in the corner looking extremely happy)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RnCVaoIS8zI/AAAAAAAAAC0/alYSHdoS3Ak/s1600-h/IMG_0321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075721064727900978" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RnCVaoIS8zI/AAAAAAAAAC0/alYSHdoS3Ak/s200/IMG_0321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David and I are hard, mean, tough people. Something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075726549401138018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RnCaZ4IS82I/AAAAAAAAADM/Hyssj3evziw/s200/IMG_0338.JPG" border="0" /&gt; In February our friends Tyler and Peter held one of their theme parties. Part of this party was in celebration of the news that they will soon be having a little baby -due in September! We named Tylers stomach "peanut". We all dressed up nicely, ate good food and drank good drinks and then went home by 11 to get a good nights sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-6376403853203580306?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/6376403853203580306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=6376403853203580306' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/6376403853203580306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/6376403853203580306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2007/06/party-time-sometime-in-february.html' title='Party Time (sometime in February)'/><author><name>bhavini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10849184212539861318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RnCWHYIS81I/AAAAAAAAADE/_6ycgBsLyJU/s72-c/IMG_0333.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29140681.post-4570259114228690331</id><published>2007-06-13T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T18:03:13.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gunpowder State Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RnCQn4IS8sI/AAAAAAAAAB8/RrQOtaLCDcY/s1600-h/IMG_0123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075715794803028674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="217" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RnCQn4IS8sI/AAAAAAAAAB8/RrQOtaLCDcY/s320/IMG_0123.JPG" width="261" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the end of February I was able to get David to put on layers of clothing and start hiking with me again. (after the end of October he said he would not go out and hike in the cold, it was "pointless")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once we got there he was exicted to use his new camera&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RnCRE4IS8tI/AAAAAAAAACE/j1nlfz2-VzQ/s1600-h/IMG_0129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075716293019235026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RnCRE4IS8tI/AAAAAAAAACE/j1nlfz2-VzQ/s200/IMG_0129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here are some of the pictures he took while there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In the next Gunpowder adventure Jackson goes swimming! Stay tuned for that!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RnCSTIIS8uI/AAAAAAAAACM/4MyPtdRvyRc/s1600-h/IMG_0128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075717637343998690" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px" height="148" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RnCSTIIS8uI/AAAAAAAAACM/4MyPtdRvyRc/s200/IMG_0128.JPG" width="251" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RnCSqoIS8vI/AAAAAAAAACU/YyK8pnGPvYY/s1600-h/IMG_0145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075718041070924530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" height="180" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RnCSqoIS8vI/AAAAAAAAACU/YyK8pnGPvYY/s200/IMG_0145.JPG" width="213" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just like this one of David. He's just so cute.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075718479157588738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RnCTEIIS8wI/AAAAAAAAACc/5YKdwHUUHC0/s200/IMG_0126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-4570259114228690331?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/4570259114228690331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=4570259114228690331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/4570259114228690331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/4570259114228690331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2007/06/gunpowder-state-park.html' title='Gunpowder State Park'/><author><name>bhavini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10849184212539861318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/RnCQn4IS8sI/AAAAAAAAAB8/RrQOtaLCDcY/s72-c/IMG_0123.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29140681.post-4712966388613439739</id><published>2007-06-12T21:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T21:39:13.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playgrounds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rm9x5oIS8pI/AAAAAAAAABk/xrgJo-t938w/s1600-h/IMG_0353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075400539908534930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="184" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rm9x5oIS8pI/AAAAAAAAABk/xrgJo-t938w/s320/IMG_0353.JPG" width="241" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we weren't working, driving to work or spending time stressing over school projects, we liked to find things to entertain us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had fun when warmer weather started to emerge. It was still chilly but the snow was gone and we were able to venture back outside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our sailing friend Ryan came home to 2 weeks at a time and we spent time playing frisbee and rocking on playground equipment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a hard time getting David to leave the little horse. He liked to pretend like he was back in Kentucky riding away in the fields....wait wait...david never did that in Kentucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rm9xR4IS8nI/AAAAAAAAABU/bgOTqnLgBc8/s1600-h/IMG_0364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075399857008734834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="192" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rm9xR4IS8nI/AAAAAAAAABU/bgOTqnLgBc8/s320/IMG_0364.JPG" width="235" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rm9w7IIS8mI/AAAAAAAAABM/zPcsrDdNtSM/s1600-h/IMG_0348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075399466166710882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px" height="163" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rm9w7IIS8mI/AAAAAAAAABM/zPcsrDdNtSM/s320/IMG_0348.JPG" width="246" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rm9y-oIS8qI/AAAAAAAAABs/jmj2qm2aSUA/s1600-h/IMG_0369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075401725319508642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="215" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rm9y-oIS8qI/AAAAAAAAABs/jmj2qm2aSUA/s320/IMG_0369.JPG" width="297" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like these pictures. i remember being really excited at signs of spring life. I think i snapped about 25 pictures of leaves and grass and anything the didn't crunch when you walked on it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( I did have 3 other pictures on here, but they disappeared. I tried to get them back-i dont know how. Sorry. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rm9xmIIS8oI/AAAAAAAAABc/tSLcFwlfmro/s1600-h/IMG_0370.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-4712966388613439739?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/4712966388613439739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=4712966388613439739' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/4712966388613439739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/4712966388613439739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2007/06/playgrounds.html' title='Playgrounds'/><author><name>bhavini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10849184212539861318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rm9x5oIS8pI/AAAAAAAAABk/xrgJo-t938w/s72-c/IMG_0353.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29140681.post-3975290428564832595</id><published>2007-06-12T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T21:18:37.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Charles Village in the Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rm9tM4IS8jI/AAAAAAAAAA0/YOfrWE3K7u0/s1600-h/IMG_0299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075395373062877746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rm9tM4IS8jI/AAAAAAAAAA0/YOfrWE3K7u0/s320/IMG_0299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It snowed alot in Baltimore this winter. David had issues with the cold weather. He complained it a pain to dig his car out every morning and to be careful on the highway going to work and yada yada...but i said "look at all the snow to make big balls with---and jackson gets to wear a sweater!" Who doesn't want to put on layers of clothes and big fat shoes and go tromp through the sidewalks filled with snow? I love it. I like getting my feet stuck with every step, yes, it takes 15 extra minutes to get places, but the noise snow makes when you stomp it. It's so nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rm9s94IS8iI/AAAAAAAAAAs/D84Mja4KUrw/s1600-h/IMG_0307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075395115364839970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rm9s94IS8iI/AAAAAAAAAAs/D84Mja4KUrw/s320/IMG_0307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rm9s94IS8iI/AAAAAAAAAAs/D84Mja4KUrw/s1600-h/IMG_0307.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rm9t8YIS8kI/AAAAAAAAAA8/tWRg8fWcahM/s1600-h/IMG_0375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075396189106664002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rm9t8YIS8kI/AAAAAAAAAA8/tWRg8fWcahM/s320/IMG_0375.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While it was cold outside, we liked to go inside the Red House Tavern and listen to our friend Nick Valentine play. He's the one in the red shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rm9uNIIS8lI/AAAAAAAAABE/aRgtx60H3Iw/s1600-h/IMG_0383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075396476869472850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rm9uNIIS8lI/AAAAAAAAABE/aRgtx60H3Iw/s320/IMG_0383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rm9s94IS8iI/AAAAAAAAAAs/D84Mja4KUrw/s1600-h/IMG_0307.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see how much fun people were having. Laura was having so much fun she started eating lemon head things and making funny faces. David is always fun. And Tony looks like he came from a 70's party. Silly Tony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rm9s94IS8iI/AAAAAAAAAAs/D84Mja4KUrw/s1600-h/IMG_0307.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-3975290428564832595?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/3975290428564832595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=3975290428564832595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/3975290428564832595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/3975290428564832595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2007/06/charles-village-in-snow.html' title='Charles Village in the Snow'/><author><name>bhavini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10849184212539861318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rm9tM4IS8jI/AAAAAAAAAA0/YOfrWE3K7u0/s72-c/IMG_0299.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29140681.post-5083750725282594016</id><published>2007-06-12T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T21:03:13.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bhavana's Visit to Baltimore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rm9qAYIS8eI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Yd9YVio5TGo/s1600-h/IMG_0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075391859779629538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rm9qAYIS8eI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Yd9YVio5TGo/s320/IMG_0050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sister came to visit in January. She found some bananas to help her warm up for the round of Wii playing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She had been hearing great things about the Wii and was ready to play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rm9q4IIS8gI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Eu11JHn8qrI/s1600-h/IMG_0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075392817557336578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rm9q4IIS8gI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Eu11JHn8qrI/s320/IMG_0057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She won a few boxing matches. (Can you see david in the back? What is he doing?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rm9qX4IS8fI/AAAAAAAAAAU/qRjVHTizCAw/s1600-h/IMG_0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075392263506555378" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rm9qX4IS8fI/AAAAAAAAAAU/qRjVHTizCAw/s320/IMG_0066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here we are at the School of Public Health. You can go to the 9th floor and pop out on the balcony to overlook east baltimore. lovely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rm9r8IIS8hI/AAAAAAAAAAk/hjjN6bt7cac/s1600-h/IMG_0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075393985788441106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rm9r8IIS8hI/AAAAAAAAAAk/hjjN6bt7cac/s320/IMG_0071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;David and Bhavana became good friends. How nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Afterwards she flew back to California and I back to Kentucky. We left poor David all alone in the big city. Apparently he enjoyed his peace after a visit with two mody girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-5083750725282594016?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/5083750725282594016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=5083750725282594016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/5083750725282594016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/5083750725282594016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2007/06/bhavanas-visit-to-baltimore.html' title='Bhavana&apos;s Visit to Baltimore'/><author><name>bhavini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10849184212539861318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E70JuP0X_XQ/Rm9qAYIS8eI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Yd9YVio5TGo/s72-c/IMG_0050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29140681.post-3750481828072317099</id><published>2007-04-19T19:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T19:19:51.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I go Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='color:#333333; font-family:Trebuchet MS; font-size:12pt'&gt;Well, hello. I am sitting here in Christmas tree boxers trying to write this ridiculous paper about a patient whom I have completely made up because I think these papers are ridiculous. I decided I would like to post some pictures of what's been happening here in b'more and what happened while david and I were in g-town. I plan to start this adventure with Kentucky at Christmas because my parents are so cute and I want to put pictures of them up. So here I go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='text-align: center'&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='color:#333333; font-family:Arial Black; font-size:12pt'&gt;Dinner at my House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt='' src='http://www.wku.edu/~highdb/042007_0219_HereIgoAgai1.jpg' align='left'&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;span style='color:#333333; font-family:Trebuchet MS; font-size:12pt'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;				&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='color:#333333; font-family:Trebuchet MS; font-size:12pt'&gt;Here is mom, getting ready to cook for us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='color:#333333; font-family:Arial Black; font-size:12pt'&gt;BUFFORD: She is the cutest dog ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt='' src='http://www.wku.edu/~highdb/042007_0219_HereIgoAgai2.jpg' align='left'&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;span style='color:#333333; font-family:Trebuchet MS; font-size:12pt'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;				&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='color:#333333; font-family:Trebuchet MS; font-size:12pt'&gt;This Is Bufford. She attended the party that evening. She is by far the sweetest animal I know. She's a big ball of fluff with a large open wound on her right side-it won't close. She got hit by a car 8 years ago and it is still open and weeping. Strange. You'd think we abused our animals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='text-align: center'&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='text-align: center'&gt;&lt;span style='color:#333333; font-family:Trebuchet MS; font-size:12pt'&gt;Here is David showing my mom that he can grate cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt='' src='http://www.wku.edu/~highdb/042007_0219_HereIgoAgai3.jpg' align='left'&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;span style='color:#333333; font-family:Trebuchet MS; font-size:12pt'&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='color:#333333; font-family:Trebuchet MS; font-size:12pt'&gt;We had a nice evening. This was David's first meal with the family. I think it went well. Dad talked about stained glass, Jackson and his flowers. Mom made sure David's plate was never empty and stared at his as he ate every bite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='text-align: center'&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='text-align: center'&gt;&lt;span style='color:#333333; font-family:Trebuchet MS; font-size:12pt'&gt;This is supposed to be a movie. I Don't know how to make it work. It's funny though, so I want it to work. Mom is excited about the new camera I got for Christmas. David just acts cool and my dad, well he's a strange old man. (I'm not putting it on because I don't know how to use you tube.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-3750481828072317099?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/3750481828072317099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=3750481828072317099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/3750481828072317099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/3750481828072317099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2007/04/here-i-go-again.html' title='Here I go Again'/><author><name>D High</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00181467494631989092</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-29140681.post-1815594119013402139</id><published>2007-04-19T17:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T17:05:52.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Test pictures 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt='' src='http://www.wku.edu/~highdb/042007_0005_Testpicture1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;testing&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-1815594119013402139?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/1815594119013402139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=1815594119013402139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/1815594119013402139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/1815594119013402139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2007/04/test-pictures-2.html' title='Test pictures 2'/><author><name>D High</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00181467494631989092</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-29140681.post-89369136981194448</id><published>2007-04-19T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T07:58:11.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I screwed up, again.</title><content type='html'>None of my pictures posted. And I don't care. I hate this thing. It's stupid. I just spent an hour doing this and it didn't work. I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So use your imagination for the pictures and movie. My parents are short indian cuties, my dog is big, fat and fluffy and david is...he's' david.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-89369136981194448?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/89369136981194448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=89369136981194448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/89369136981194448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/89369136981194448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-screwed-up-again.html' title='I screwed up, again.'/><author><name>bhavini</name><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-29140681.post-3482601928475550507</id><published>2007-04-19T07:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T07:49:17.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We’re Back (maybe)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, hello.  I am sitting here in Christmas tree boxers trying to write this ridiculous paper about a patient whom I have completely made up because I think these papers are ridiculous.  I decided I would like to post some pictures of what's been happening here in b'more and what happened while david and I were in g-town. I plan to start this adventure with Kentucky at Christmas because my parents are so cute and I want to put pictures of them up. So here I go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Arial Black; font-size:12pt'&gt;Dinner at my House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is mom, getting ready to cook for us. (I'm already having problems, my words won't go up farther on the picture. They are staying down here which looks silly. If anyone would like to comment on how to make this easier, please feel free)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Arial Black; font-size:12pt'&gt;BUFFORD: She is the cutest dog ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This Is Bufford. She attending the party that evening.                                              How cute are these people? I think I'm going to try and use "cute" as much as possible.             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is David showing my mom that he can grate cheese. (he quit after awhile, I remember finishing his job)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We had a nice evening. This was David's first meal with the family. I think it went well. Dad talked about stained glass, Jackson and his flowers. Mom made sure David's plate was never empty and stared at his as he ate every bite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is supposed to be a movie. I Don't know how to make it work. It's funny though, so I want it to work. Mom is excited about the new camera I got for Christmas. David just acts cool and my dad, well he's a strange old man. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-3482601928475550507?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/3482601928475550507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=3482601928475550507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/3482601928475550507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/3482601928475550507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2007/04/were-back-maybe.html' title='We’re Back (maybe)'/><author><name>D High</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00181467494631989092</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-29140681.post-115586911699512813</id><published>2006-08-17T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T09:30:04.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am back in Glasgow. After a 12 hour drive with Jackson and David to Balitmore, I decided to hop on a plane and fly back. I just can't stay away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the drive to Baltimore-David and I unpacked his entire car and loaded his stuff into the closet of his room.  So we carried boxes and trunks and computers and TVs up the stairs and around corners to get them on the third floor :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David visits me a lot.  Jackson does not like the confined space of my studio apartment, but seems happy to be allowed to poop on the front lawn of Hopkins library. I like having a dog-I get to boss it around and talk to it. Sometimes people quit listening to me-Jackson just sits and lets me talk. What a good dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David found a job. Well he found 4. That was a problem. He debated on which to pick and went to his first day today. I packed a lunch for him-that was the event on my evening. Packing a sandwich, cheeze its, grapes and carrots. I even added a piece of gum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm in glasgow-visiting. I have a wedding to go to and a surprise party. That's all. I just wanted to update this thing.&lt;br /&gt;It's so sad looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures to make this colorful.&lt;br /&gt;David's new kitchen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2265/3224/1600/kitchen.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 347px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" height="261" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2265/3224/320/kitchen.0.jpg" width="372" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David's new roomie, Aimee:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2265/3224/1600/aimee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 123px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" height="96" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2265/3224/320/aimee.jpg" width="309" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good-bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-115586911699512813?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/115586911699512813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=115586911699512813' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/115586911699512813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/115586911699512813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-am-back-in-glasgow.html' title=''/><author><name>bhavini</name><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-29140681.post-115420581608304581</id><published>2006-07-29T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T13:43:36.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swill in the Ville</title><content type='html'>So it's been awhile since i've posted. Before I make any excuses, we all know that it's just because i'm lazy. the last interesting thing i did was play in an ultimate tournament last weekend in louisville. we played some tough teams from st. louis and birmingham. i forget what we placed; it was somewhere right in the middle of the pack. Here are some pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3435/3097/1600/Swill%20in%20the%20Ville%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3435/3097/320/Swill%20in%20the%20Ville%20001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here damian's nails are more important than our defensive strategy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3435/3097/1600/Swill%20in%20the%20Ville%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3435/3097/320/Swill%20in%20the%20Ville%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm probably about to throw the disc away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3435/3097/1600/Swill%20in%20the%20Ville%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3435/3097/320/Swill%20in%20the%20Ville%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Damian about to get hammered on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3435/3097/1600/Swill%20in%20the%20Ville%20018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3435/3097/320/Swill%20in%20the%20Ville%20018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Done with saturday. Macaroni Grille time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3435/3097/1600/Swill%20in%20the%20Ville%20008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3435/3097/320/Swill%20in%20the%20Ville%20008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; D-box gets trapped on the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably the last tournament I'll get to play with nashville in a long time. i'm sad.&lt;br /&gt;what else is going on.. not much. job hunting is tons of fun. and then getting an interview and finding out you have to take two written tests as soon as you get there is even more fun.&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for this whole 'life' thing to start.&lt;br /&gt;here's a neat video. watch this video dead center until it tells you to take your eyes off it. when you do, look at any object (i.e. not a blank wall).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.break.com/MTI3NDQ1" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-115420581608304581?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/115420581608304581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=115420581608304581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/115420581608304581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/115420581608304581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2006/07/swill-in-ville.html' title='Swill in the Ville'/><author><name>D High</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00181467494631989092</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-29140681.post-115340724275485827</id><published>2006-07-20T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T07:54:02.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NCLEX</title><content type='html'>This summer has been interesting---for the most part it's been full of studying about diseases and drugs....airway problems....brain injuries.....who knows what else. I don't care anymore-i don't care if i forget everything that i studied this summer....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I AM A NURSE!!!!   I PASSED MY BOARDS!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now i can resume a somewhat normal life of waking up...staring at the windows....remembering i'm late for class...and not caring. why? becuase who cares!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out people-i'd be nervous if I had to treat myself. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-115340724275485827?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/115340724275485827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=115340724275485827' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/115340724275485827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/115340724275485827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2006/07/nclex.html' title='NCLEX'/><author><name>bhavini</name><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-29140681.post-115325674415667348</id><published>2006-07-18T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T14:05:44.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new Jurassic 5 album leaked</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3435/3097/1600/J5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3435/3097/320/J5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'm excited. The number of good hip hop groups out there is fading quickly. If you haven't heard them, you should check them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dave matthews appears on their first single. which means a whole lot of people are going to suddenly start liking J5 ...this is annoying, but whatever. they still make good music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jurassic5.com"&gt;http://www.jurassic5.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-115325674415667348?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/115325674415667348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=115325674415667348' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/115325674415667348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/115325674415667348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2006/07/new-jurassic-5-album-leaked.html' title='new Jurassic 5 album leaked'/><author><name>D High</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00181467494631989092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29140681.post-115301650251812793</id><published>2006-07-15T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T19:23:21.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fifty dollars</title><content type='html'>is a lot of money, to me at least.&lt;br /&gt;I went to the barren county family ymca today to see if i could get a short-term membership. i need to rehab my knee and don't plan on being in glasgow long. they said they could give me a month-long membership, for $50.&lt;br /&gt;are you kidding me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3435/3097/1600/fifty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3435/3097/200/fifty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3435/3097/1600/vidgame.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 84px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px" height="168" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3435/3097/200/vidgame.jpg" width="117" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3435/3097/1600/macgrille.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 84px" height="84" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3435/3097/200/macgrille.jpg" width="141" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;!=&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3435/3097/1600/ymca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 88px" height="88" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3435/3097/200/ymca.jpg" width="155" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Fifty dollars = Video game (albeit not that one) = Dinner for two at Macaroni Grille = a lot of things but it definitely != one month at a ymca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, != is "not equal" in geekspeak.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry. So after hearing a long story about how this lady's son was overseas working for the government and how many master's degrees he had and how many kids he had and how his sister didn't want her master's but got married instead (i was supposed to think that was funny, by the way) and how he's working on his PhD. and how he grew up in Toledo and went to Wooster and doesn't call her often enough, I finally got to leave said YMCA. Instead I went for a run down south green st...saw ellie vance and barely recognized her. sorry ellie. you'll never see this...unless you google yourself. and that would be sad.&lt;br /&gt;sad only because whenever i try to google myself, it returns "King David High School". cute.&lt;br /&gt;so that was the entertainment of today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who like 24, I have a new show for you to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3435/3097/1600/sleeper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="188" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3435/3097/320/sleeper.jpg" width="158" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeper Cell. It aired on Showtime and is now available on DVD. but if you want me to send you the whole season I can. Torrents are easy to find, though.&lt;br /&gt;It's really good - not as intense as 24 but still just as good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bhavini takes her boards on monday. so give her an encouraging &lt;a href="mailto:bmody2@son.jhmi.edu"&gt;email&lt;/a&gt;. she'd appreciate that.&lt;br /&gt;all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-115301650251812793?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/115301650251812793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=115301650251812793' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/115301650251812793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/115301650251812793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2006/07/fifty-dollars.html' title='fifty dollars'/><author><name>D High</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00181467494631989092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29140681.post-115272259260442887</id><published>2006-07-12T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T09:46:02.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay haven't posted in awhile.  the tournament went well.  we won the C bracket of the tournament. that's actually pretty poor, but we'll take it.&lt;br /&gt;i forgot to mention when i was in los angeles, i got mistaken for tom cruise.&lt;br /&gt;this car drove beside us for the longest time and the people kept doing the double-take. finally they rolled down their window at a red light and told us what was going on. apparently i look "just like tom cruise" to them. personally i don't see it...but it was fun to know they got excited over something very unexciting. if that's a word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not much is going on now. don't really know what to post when i do absolutely nothing of interest...so here's possibly my favorite internet clip. make sure your speakers are turned on.&lt;br /&gt;no it's not one of those scare-maze things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed SRC="http://clip.break.com/dnet/media/content/urnotdad20.wmv" WIDTH="400" HEIGHT="320" AUTOPLAY="false" &gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think they captured the happiest a human can be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-115272259260442887?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/115272259260442887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=115272259260442887' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/115272259260442887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/115272259260442887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2006/07/okay-havent-posted-in-awhile.html' title=''/><author><name>D High</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00181467494631989092</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-29140681.post-115239476615082779</id><published>2006-07-08T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T14:39:26.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAIR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am sick today. I got something from my friend Aimee. I tried to be a good nurse last night while she puked up black beans, but i gagged everytime i got the smell close to my nose. ...eeesh. i think i should give up nursing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to new things....we had a going away dinner for our friend who is moving to San Diego-maybe she'll meet Peter. I slaved over a hot stove to produce food for these folk. (I couldn't figure out how to turn this picture around.)&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2265/3224/1600/baltimore%20before%20adi%20leaves%20003.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2265/3224/320/baltimore%20before%20adi%20leaves%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We ended up with a spectacular meal of pesto penne, garlic bread and a fresh salad. The sound of that makes me want to vomit. (remember i'm sick)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2265/3224/1600/baltimore%20before%20adi%20leaves%20049.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2265/3224/320/baltimore%20before%20adi%20leaves%20049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To show gratitude for my cooking, Adi let me poof up her hair. Here is the begining of the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2265/3224/1600/baltimore%20before%20adi%20leaves%20062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2265/3224/320/baltimore%20before%20adi%20leaves%20062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The end product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2265/3224/1600/baltimore%20before%20adi%20leaves%20064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2265/3224/320/baltimore%20before%20adi%20leaves%20064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This one just makes me laugh because she reminds me of a wax creature at the museum in Cave City. I think she should be in some sort of music video. D2-are you all thinking of making a video?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2265/3224/1600/baltimore%20before%20adi%20leaves%20067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2265/3224/320/baltimore%20before%20adi%20leaves%20067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's all i've got for now. It's really nice in Baltimore right now. I've been spending good amount of time outside. In one week I'll take my boards and hopefully start to enjoy being a nurse. And just so you people know, I can type. I'm good at it. I'm writing a paper right now, if anyone wants to edit it-feel free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2265/3224/1600/baltimore%20before%20adi%20leaves%20049.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2265/3224/1600/baltimore%20before%20adi%20leaves%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-115239476615082779?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/115239476615082779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=115239476615082779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/115239476615082779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/115239476615082779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2006/07/hair.html' title='HAIR'/><author><name>bhavini</name><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-29140681.post-115232493712460955</id><published>2006-07-07T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T19:15:37.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Universal Studios, Hollywood</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3435/3097/1600/From%20Camera%20June%2027%20033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3435/3097/320/From%20Camera%20June%2027%20033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had this neat fountain of sorts that was part of the street, basically.  The only difference is that at seemingly random times, water shot out.  So it was kinda like universal studios roulette.&lt;br /&gt;I lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3435/3097/1600/From%20Camera%20June%2027%20018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3435/3097/320/From%20Camera%20June%2027%20018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3435/3097/1600/From%20Camera%20June%2027%20023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3435/3097/320/From%20Camera%20June%2027%20023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we visited the warner bros. studios and struck a better pose than bugs and daffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3435/3097/1600/California%20084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3435/3097/320/California%20084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-115232493712460955?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/115232493712460955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=115232493712460955' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/115232493712460955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/115232493712460955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2006/07/universal-studios-hollywood.html' title='Universal Studios, Hollywood'/><author><name>D High</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00181467494631989092</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-29140681.post-115225515233125865</id><published>2006-07-06T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T23:55:36.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>California knew how to party...</title><content type='html'>but unfortunately I didn't find time to see Matt (or melissa or peter) during the visit. seriously, we had a lot of cousins to see...and movie star homes of course.&lt;br /&gt;But I did make a shirt for matt so he'd know i was at least thinking about him. this is me in front of the george harrison tree next to the observatory at griffith park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3435/3097/1600/harrisonMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3435/3097/320/harrisonMG.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was hard to find a picture of matt garrett. i almost gave up after a simple google image search of matt garrett gave me every one except THE matt garrett.&lt;br /&gt;so i started a myspace account. now before you sexual predators get excited, i didn't create it to chat with anyone. i used my spam email and made it hopefully impossible for someone to figure out david high has a myspace account. there is something more respectful about keeping a blog and having a facebook account instead.&lt;br /&gt;but matt garrett was hard to find on there also.&lt;br /&gt;luckily i've been an internet stalker for a long long time, my friends. I could even find me on myspace. I'm that good.&lt;br /&gt;I went maggie brown-&gt;chad webb-&gt;david vance-&gt;cheyenne-&gt;matt garrett.&lt;br /&gt;I could have linked Kevin Bacon to a High family home video quicker.&lt;br /&gt;enough about that.&lt;br /&gt;bhavini has started posting on here also, so be patient with that. It takes an enigma machine to dechiper her emails sometimes. remember cryptology class david vance? the sad part is we did it for fun.&lt;br /&gt;by the way, the main bullet point of that is she can't type.&lt;br /&gt;on to more pictures..&lt;br /&gt;here's Nomar Garciaparra right before he tied the MLB record for most times beaned in a game. I was there. it was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3435/3097/1600/From%20Camera%20June%2027%20072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3435/3097/320/From%20Camera%20June%2027%20072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally, a sunset from the hot dog line at dodger stadium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3435/3097/1600/From%20Camera%20June%2027%20068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3435/3097/320/From%20Camera%20June%2027%20068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are too many pictures to upload one at a time. I'm already annoyed with it. But since I never have pictures to post, I'll put them up sporadically in my future posts. i'm not putting money on if I used that word right or not, by the way.&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I'll be in bloomington for an ultimate tournament. I'm scared because I'm fat and out of shape.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-115225515233125865?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/115225515233125865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=115225515233125865' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/115225515233125865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/115225515233125865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2006/07/california-knew-how-to-party.html' title='California knew how to party...'/><author><name>D High</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00181467494631989092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29140681.post-115194166067881882</id><published>2006-07-03T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T08:47:40.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;            This is Calypso. We were discussing what to have for dinner. She wanted tacos and I  wanted veggie sticks.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2265/3224/1600/baltimore%20before%20adi%20leaves%20078.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2265/3224/320/baltimore%20before%20adi%20leaves%20078.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She painted this wall.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2265/3224/1600/baltimore%20before%20adi%20leaves%20088.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2265/3224/320/baltimore%20before%20adi%20leaves%20088.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2265/3224/1600/baltimore%20before%20adi%20leaves%20018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2265/3224/320/baltimore%20before%20adi%20leaves%20018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She is the cutest thing ever.  Afterwards she was tired, so she took a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2265/3224/1600/baltimore%20before%20adi%20leaves%20094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2265/3224/320/baltimore%20before%20adi%20leaves%20094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                      We had glamour shots done. I think we could win some prize for this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;         How was my fist attempt at putting pictures on this thing? I must admit I've been here for 45 minutes trying to do that. I couldn't figure out how to put pictures and write on this. It's veryconfusing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;       My next few weeks will be boring-all i'll be doing is studying for the boards and writing papers. I'll tell old stories that I have pictures for-they are more entertaining than my life now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;        I did go to Philly this last weekend. I rode the train, saw fireworks, ate enourmous amounts of gelato. If anyone is going there anytime soon, go to Cap O giro-but gelato ever. It's like being in italy. mmmm. Delicious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-115194166067881882?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/115194166067881882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=115194166067881882' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/115194166067881882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/115194166067881882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2006/07/big-dog.html' title='Big Dog'/><author><name>bhavini</name><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-29140681.post-115174149402253910</id><published>2006-07-01T01:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T01:11:34.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>first few days in LA</title><content type='html'>we've done a few things so far. and dad brought his camera, so i can even post pictures on this thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they say everything's bigger in texas.&lt;br /&gt;well i'd like to see their ipod advertisement then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3435/3097/1600/California%20019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3435/3097/320/California%20019.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is an autographed weezer guitar at the hard rock cafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3435/3097/1600/California%20020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3435/3097/320/California%20020.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is us at the &lt;a href="http://www.sweetadeline.net"&gt;elliott smith&lt;/a&gt; memorial on sunset blvd. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3435/3097/1600/California%20031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3435/3097/320/California%20031.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was right next to a mcdonald's, so we also got a coke. tomorrow we're going to all the hollywood landmarks. will try to post more pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-115174149402253910?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/115174149402253910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=115174149402253910' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/115174149402253910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/115174149402253910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2006/07/first-few-days-in-la.html' title='first few days in LA'/><author><name>D High</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00181467494631989092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29140681.post-115169128973696201</id><published>2006-06-30T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T11:14:49.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>L.A.</title><content type='html'>we're here.&lt;br /&gt;staying in pasadena, driving to wherever we want to go.&lt;br /&gt;i drove in rush hour L.A. traffic last night. my manhood increased a couple of notches.&lt;br /&gt;we also went out to santa monica. but we didn't want to do no straight walk dance anymore so came back.&lt;br /&gt;pictures to come soon hopefully..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-115169128973696201?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/115169128973696201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=115169128973696201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/115169128973696201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/115169128973696201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2006/06/la.html' title='L.A.'/><author><name>D High</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00181467494631989092</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-29140681.post-115161286054435757</id><published>2006-06-29T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T09:32:54.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>balitmore</title><content type='html'>Today is Thursday. I am waiting to go to class and learn about the context of advanced practice nursing-which really means i'm going to drift off into my dream land of swimming pools filled with lemon water and frozen grapes.&lt;br /&gt;This is my first ever posting on anything. I just figured out what these things are and how to use them. It feels a bit like email, but i don't know who i'm writing to. Maybe i'll write to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life here is boring once again. David left and I no longer come home after class to a skank on my couch playing video games. Instead I come home, drop my stuff and spend endless amounts of energy on conquering "coopa". Is that his name? I spent 45 minutes last night and finally completed one round. The one with all the flying bullets and eating plants. I cheered and celebrated with a mango.&lt;br /&gt;What else? I have been babysitting a large dog with other people. Last night I took it for a walk. It actually took me for a walk-it was raining and I was wearing flip flops so pretty much i was sliding everywhere. I decided to "ride" on the dog and that worked. I sat on her back and we walked around. She almost ate a small dog and one human-and pooped more than i poop in a week. I have been feeding her cheese, pizza, grapes and cookies...she is happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so boring. why would anyone read this? I am bored. This maybe my only posting-lucky for you people.&lt;br /&gt;Ohh..its all floody here. that's exciting news. and i'm going to philly this weekend. I want to see the bell.&lt;br /&gt;Ben folds was here playing with the BSO. I didn't go. But I'm sure it was good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-115161286054435757?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/115161286054435757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=115161286054435757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/115161286054435757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/115161286054435757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2006/06/balitmore.html' title='balitmore'/><author><name>bhavini</name><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-29140681.post-115138393392621558</id><published>2006-06-26T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T23:38:21.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back from the east coast</title><content type='html'>just in time to miss all the flooding.&lt;br /&gt;i stayed for three weeks, lost weight, and now i'm back in kentucky eating oatmeal cream pies.&lt;br /&gt;if only it were a pain in the neck to go to the grocery here like it was up there....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've also been playing guitar and downloading illegal software so i can record from that guitar..&lt;br /&gt;if you're bored and want to listen to a subpar cover of a good song, you can click &lt;a href="http://www.wku.edu/~highdb/DHigh - Love and Some Verses.mp3"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I mainly did it for bhavini who i promised i'd play at a bar's open mic but never did it. it's a far cry from the d squared project (unfortunately).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not much else has been going on. if i find a computer, i might post from LA. else, i will be back in town on the 4th, and for the entire month of july if anyone wants to entertain me.&lt;br /&gt;here's some fun with photoshop:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3435/3097/1600/johnnyDV.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3435/3097/320/johnnyDV.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only keep this joke going b/c i have no camera of my own and my blog looks boring w/o pictures.&lt;br /&gt;oh, and also because i drag jokes out until someone stops me...or david vance adds to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-115138393392621558?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/115138393392621558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=115138393392621558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/115138393392621558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/115138393392621558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2006/06/back-from-east-coast.html' title='back from the east coast'/><author><name>D High</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00181467494631989092</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-29140681.post-115083503839440457</id><published>2006-06-20T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T13:23:58.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what do you get when you cross a fifties diner and indian food?&lt;br /&gt;some messed up restaurant across the street from bhavini. it's also one of the few things i &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; like about baltimore. i think of david vance when i eat there. he seems like another human that would enjoy the combination of paneer/milkshake/jukebox/samosa/elvis picture.&lt;br /&gt;some story of an indian lady married an american guy...what a ridiculous thought.&lt;br /&gt;what makes it even better is that it's closer than taste of europe to the yellow house....and i don't order the exact same thing every time.&lt;br /&gt;actually, there are 4 places within a couple blocks where i can get a samosa. so i'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been here for about 3 weeks and leaving this weekend, so next week the entire high family plus byron can take a trip to L.A. let's just say that will be entertaining. i'm very excited. it's the first time judy has been in a commercial airplane. i'm not sure the west coast is ready for us.&lt;br /&gt;dangerous. label us notorious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other things that baltimore has offered...ethiopian food, and a ton of festivals. this place has multiple festivals going on every saturday it seems. we went to the Honfest. apparently, baltimore is credited with the use of the word "Hon"..so ppl were out in their huge hair fifties dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mdpennysaver.com/images/honfest06/IMG_5600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 389px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px" height="267" alt="" src="http://www.mdpennysaver.com/images/honfest06/IMG_5600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-115083503839440457?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/115083503839440457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=115083503839440457' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/115083503839440457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/115083503839440457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2006/06/what-do-you-get-when-you-cross-fifties.html' title=''/><author><name>D High</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00181467494631989092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29140681.post-115030981582056467</id><published>2006-06-14T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T11:30:15.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we went to DC yesterday. that stands for District of Columbia, david vance...nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;we were complete tourists. had everything except the fanny pack.&lt;br /&gt;went to the museum of natural history, and american history. on one end we saw complete dinosaur skeletons, ocean life that was 400 billion years old, and the hope diamond. and when we checked ou the american history museum we got to see lance armstrong's bike, bill clinton's briefcase and minnie pearl's hat.&lt;br /&gt;a bit of a change between the two. but both were fun. after a footlong hot dog snack, the last building we went to was the national archives. we saw the declaration, constitution and bill of rights.&lt;br /&gt;and finished our day off with some espnzone at the harbor in baltimore.&lt;br /&gt;nothing says americana better than cheese fries and the nba finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the biggest excitement on the TV was JJ Redick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a.abclocal.go.com/images/wtvd/cms_exf_2005/news/local/triangle/wtvd200.jjredickmugshot061306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 193px; CURSOR: hand" height="158" alt="" src="http://a.abclocal.go.com/images/wtvd/cms_exf_2005/news/local/triangle/wtvd200.jjredickmugshot061306.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally we get a mugshot of that clown.&lt;br /&gt;in case you were in japan, he got arrested for DUI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the plan is to go to NYC this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully that will happen.&lt;br /&gt;holla at cha boy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-115030981582056467?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/115030981582056467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=115030981582056467' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/115030981582056467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/115030981582056467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2006/06/we-went-to-dc-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>D High</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00181467494631989092</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-29140681.post-114954105071671259</id><published>2006-06-05T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T14:04:51.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>baltimoreorless</title><content type='html'>hello from baltimore!&lt;br /&gt;i checked the local supermarket, but unfortunately the cokes look the same here as they do in kentucky..they're just dirtier and taste a little like crabcakes.&lt;br /&gt;the only thing interesting about bhavini's toilet is it has one of those flushers like at a rest area or glasgow high school... you know, the ones you kick so you don't have to wash your hands afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;and she has a set of knobs that control her bathtub, and a DIFFERENT set that control the shower. there must be some brilliant plumbers in her building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no adventures too exciting as of yet. went to a festival that most closely resembled the glasgow arts and crafts fair. we had the opportunity to buy rubber band guns, chicken puppets, and other toys that keep kids entertained for one afternoon only. i wish i had pictures, but i don't have a digital camera just yet. Although, I did talk myself out of buying an xbox360 the other day because of hopes of getting a camera. so far a camera sounds like a better idea...until toe jam &amp; earl 4:motherfuNkers releases.&lt;br /&gt;the best part of the festival were the $1 samosas! they were huge, too. I would have bought 30 of them if bhavini wasn't with me. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the festival, we had lunch at a wonderful little vegetarian cafe. mmmmm i love me some fakin' bacon, tofurkey, and other things that taste "almost" like the real thing.&lt;br /&gt;let's be honest. people only say that when the real thing tastes better.&lt;br /&gt;you never hear someone say, "man, this coke almost tastes like diet coke!"&lt;br /&gt;so why am i hear to eat sub-par food? and why do people that don't like dead things enjoy things that taste "almost" like dead things?&lt;br /&gt;and when in this paragraph did the vance brothers quit reading?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. that's enough for now. sorry for the lack of any sort of picture. kinda makes this blog lame.&lt;br /&gt;okay here's one...just to further explain the johnny bravo comment.  that's hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/55/136342312_7d0138d68d.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/55/136342312_7d0138d68d.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here in MD for a couple of weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-114954105071671259?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/114954105071671259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=114954105071671259' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/114954105071671259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/114954105071671259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2006/06/baltimoreorless.html' title='baltimoreorless'/><author><name>D High</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00181467494631989092</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29140681.post-114922010561646690</id><published>2006-06-01T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T20:18:51.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>time to pop, pop pop pop, pop.</title><content type='html'>Hold the phone. Your boy's got a blog.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what that first sentence means, but i'm pretty sure i've heard it before.&lt;br /&gt;i have a depressing amount of free time now that i finished grad school, so i figured i'd copy off &lt;a href="http://www.chadwebb.com"&gt;c.webb &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://nosetailgate.blogspot.com"&gt;d.vance&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3435/3097/1600/dvchad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3435/3097/320/dvchad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two cool dudes. I stole this pic from dv's girlfriend's &lt;a href="http://www.kellyandnicole.com"&gt;page&lt;/a&gt;.  chad apparently went to spain to get some starbucks coffee and a johnny bravo haircut.  just kidding.  about the starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;i will update this probably as much as i did wku's ultimate website...so be patient. in the meantime you can check out some links!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com"&gt;google&lt;/a&gt;: this is a pretty powerful search engine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ebay.com"&gt;ebay&lt;/a&gt;: this is a neat site where you can buy stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mavs just won. they're up 3-2. i'm not happy about it. but i really couldn't care less. &lt;-- i used that right, for you punks who say that you could care less.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29140681-114922010561646690?l=davidhigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/feeds/114922010561646690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29140681&amp;postID=114922010561646690' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/114922010561646690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29140681/posts/default/114922010561646690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidhigh.blogspot.com/2006/06/time-to-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop.html' title='time to pop, pop pop pop, pop.'/><author><name>D High</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00181467494631989092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
