<?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-9677165</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:08:47.094-05:00</updated><title type='text'>These are your directions...</title><subtitle type='html'>the mind and musings of Stephen Cady, easily accessable for functional interpretations of his point of view and actions as he competes in a competitive global market</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>stephencady</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><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>86</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9677165.post-538546499358966756</id><published>2007-05-12T09:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T09:50:38.292-04:00</updated><title type='text'>May Term!</title><summary type='text'>I am midway through May Term, the most wonderful time of year!  At the least its a close second to Christmas.I've been reading The Road to Serfdom by F.A. Hayek.  It is a good book.I've been fulfilling my new duties as student body president.  I love the job.I've been chilling in the sun.  Beat that.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/538546499358966756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=538546499358966756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/538546499358966756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/538546499358966756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2007/05/may-term.html' title='May Term!'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-116301218241388805</id><published>2006-11-08T13:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T18:43:43.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Humanity, 1+1=?, other things</title><summary type='text'>Pull out the trumpets.Begin the fanfare.Look up at my spaceship.Cue Ma$e.I'm reentering the blogosphere with a simple thought.  or two.What does it mean to be categorized as human? (All of this assumes we are made in God's image but we do not know exactly what part of us is that image.)Follow this logic. I'm a dude and I have what it means to be human. I know some ladies and they have what it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/116301218241388805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=116301218241388805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/116301218241388805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/116301218241388805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2006/11/humanity-11-other-things.html' title='Humanity, 1+1=?, other things'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-115611552703652908</id><published>2006-08-20T19:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T19:12:07.060-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do arms, legs, and eyes grow on an embryo?</title><summary type='text'>"Suppose that we could speak with an embryo in his mother’s womb and that you would tell him that the embryonic life is only a short one after which follows a real, long life. What would the embryo answer? He would say just what you atheists answer to us, when we speak to you about paradise and hell. He would say that the life in the mother’s womb is the only one and that everything else is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/115611552703652908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=115611552703652908&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/115611552703652908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/115611552703652908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2006/08/why-do-arms-legs-and-eyes-grow-on.html' title='Why do arms, legs, and eyes grow on an embryo?'/><author><name>stephencady</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9677165.post-115587022703557562</id><published>2006-08-17T23:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T23:34:11.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quest Cast of Characters</title><summary type='text'>I left on June 6 for Green Lake, WI, unsure of what to expect. I left for home on August 12 unsure of what had all happened. Whatever did happen at Quest camp (I was a counselor), these were my accomplices, other people in the story, etc.Assistant Director Ryan, hailing from Rosedale by way of Terre Haute by way of Purdue by way of Fuller Theological Seminary. He is loyal to where he comes from, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/115587022703557562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=115587022703557562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/115587022703557562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/115587022703557562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2006/08/quest-cast-of-characters.html' title='Quest Cast of Characters'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-115576008922915741</id><published>2006-08-16T16:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T17:06:00.033-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Likrat Shabbat</title><summary type='text'>We cannot merely pray to you, O God, to end war;For we know that You have made the world in a wayThat man must find his own path to peaceWithin himself and his neighbor.We cannot merely pray to you, O God, to end starvation;For you have already given us the resourcesWith which to feed the entire worldIf we would only use them wisely.We cannot merely pray to you, O God, to root out prejudice,For </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/115576008922915741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=115576008922915741&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/115576008922915741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/115576008922915741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2006/08/likrat-shabbat.html' title='Likrat Shabbat'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-115462413425608441</id><published>2006-08-03T12:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T12:56:53.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bombs, Burma, Brazil and my adopted issues with Western Civilization</title><summary type='text'>This week was only a half week of camp; I'm free until Sunday! And my bad week fortunately turned better as the campers left. It wasn't bad because of the campers- I really liked our bible study group this week. I just didn't feel right this week. The feeling was characterized by seeing a fawn die in the sun in the middle of field and a baby mouse pass away as we carried it outside and set it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/115462413425608441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=115462413425608441&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/115462413425608441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/115462413425608441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2006/08/bombs-burma-brazil-and-my-adopted.html' title='Bombs, Burma, Brazil and my adopted issues with Western Civilization'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-115350646420221958</id><published>2006-07-21T14:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T12:59:21.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cry or Chuckle at this rediculous website</title><summary type='text'>Now, I am not much of a fan of CCM (that is, contemporary christian music), but this certainly is not my website. Look for a chuckle or tear. This is the Bible Guide to Christian Music.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/115350646420221958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=115350646420221958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/115350646420221958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/115350646420221958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2006/07/cry-or-chuckle-at-this-rediculous.html' title='Cry or Chuckle at this rediculous website'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-115251030984654238</id><published>2006-07-10T01:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T01:46:11.010-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A story I tell every Tuesday night</title><summary type='text'>I’d like to share a little bit about myself and what I’ve learned.  Three things-- It is not about me.  I cannot save myself.  It is about what God does.     I remember the first time I tried to save myself.  After a routine day of preschool, my family was sitting around the dinner table.  I was probably only about four years old. I said, “We sat in class for devotions today, and Miss Jill asked </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/115251030984654238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=115251030984654238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/115251030984654238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/115251030984654238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2006/07/story-i-tell-every-tuesday-night.html' title='A story I tell every Tuesday night'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-114680367083617987</id><published>2006-05-04T23:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T00:34:30.956-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You might have heard these things if you are within hearing distance</title><summary type='text'>I've been listening to the drums in many songs more closely than in the past because I will be playing them this summer. Jimmy Eat World's drummer is one of my favorites at this point. Drumming, specifically, isn't really the point of this particular blog-post. Music and what-I've-been-listening-to is.Jimmy Eat World was the soundtrack to last month.  I would highly recommend picking up Stay On </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/114680367083617987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=114680367083617987&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/114680367083617987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/114680367083617987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2006/05/you-might-have-heard-these-things-if.html' title='You might have heard these things if you are within hearing distance'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-114556975975146059</id><published>2006-04-20T17:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T17:49:19.770-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A couple fulfilling activites</title><summary type='text'>If you are cool, do this for me.  It is kinda fun.The Interactive Johari Window is a thing that compares what I think of myself with what you think of me.  Enjoyable if you aske me.If you don't care about me but want something distracting to do anyway, try the Color Quiz.  It's based on some color psychology stuff that is supposed to be able to tell about your mood based on the order of colors </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/114556975975146059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=114556975975146059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/114556975975146059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/114556975975146059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2006/04/couple-fulfilling-activites.html' title='A couple fulfilling activites'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-114513532186805910</id><published>2006-04-15T16:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T17:08:41.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventures on Facebook</title><summary type='text'>I am at home for Easter.  Not greater than 5 minutes I was skirting around Facebook looking at my friends' profiles, visiting groups and looking at pictures.  Somehow I got to a Facebook profile of female who I had never met.  I looked at her musical preferences and was impressed.  I was further impressed by the movies, books, quotes, and groups she was involved in.  Well, I scrolled back up to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/114513532186805910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=114513532186805910&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/114513532186805910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/114513532186805910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2006/04/adventures-on-facebook.html' title='Adventures on Facebook'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-114416550567945839</id><published>2006-04-04T11:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T11:45:05.703-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Philosophy Ain't No Stairway to Heaven</title><summary type='text'>These are kinda some things I have been learning in my life, confirmed by others.Thomas Merton, a Trappist monk, wrote about his ability to understand God in his book The Seven Storey Mountain (much like a modern Augustine's Confessions):"What a relief it was for me, now, to discover not only that no idea of ours, let alone any image, could adequately represent God, but also that we should not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/114416550567945839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=114416550567945839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/114416550567945839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/114416550567945839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2006/04/philosophy-aint-no-stairway-to-heaven.html' title='Philosophy Ain&apos;t No Stairway to Heaven'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-114394671632383964</id><published>2006-04-01T21:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T21:59:31.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Plans: Praising God is fun!</title><summary type='text'>Sadly, its been 2/3 of forever since I last updated "your directions." The biggest reason besides being busy (which is a bad excuse because it frequently gets put of in an effort of procrastination) is probably that I have been unsure of how t put the thoughts I have been having into words. You may doubt me, but I am serious. There is some deep stuff that I have been unable to understand- its </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/114394671632383964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=114394671632383964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/114394671632383964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/114394671632383964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2006/04/summer-plans-praising-god-is-fun.html' title='Summer Plans: Praising God is fun!'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-114230037042429995</id><published>2006-03-13T20:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T20:39:30.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What would you have done? (or *World Changer Alert*)</title><summary type='text'>http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/middle_east/4417354.stmIf you had been a parent to Amhed Ismail Kathib, what would you have done?Can you see the soldiers' point of view? This kid was throwing rocks at them, distracting them, and no doubt hurting them if the rocks hit. They felt threaten by the toy gun- they couldn't see that it was a toy- he carried. What do expect from soldiers who have put their </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/114230037042429995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=114230037042429995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/114230037042429995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/114230037042429995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2006/03/what-would-you-have-done-or-world.html' title='What would you have done? (or *World Changer Alert*)'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-114230418126368769</id><published>2006-03-12T21:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T22:17:09.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break 2006</title><summary type='text'>I am more than glad I joined Bobby and Bryan on their spring break trip.  It is the most fun I have had in a long time.  Here's what happened.      Friday night we drove to my house to eat before Bobby drove through the night in order to reach St. Joseph's around 10AM Saturday morning.  We unpacked and trekked over a mile out to a campsite.  It ended up being an hour walk from the site to the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/114230418126368769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=114230418126368769&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/114230418126368769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/114230418126368769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2006/03/spring-break-2006.html' title='Spring Break 2006'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-114132598780783900</id><published>2006-03-02T13:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T13:59:47.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break Plans +</title><summary type='text'>I am going to St. Joseph Peninsula State Park in Florida for spring break.  I just read that it is featured as top beach in the United States by CNN. Bobby, Bryan, and I will be camping in a rugged manner much like this picture except minus the camper and any other supplies they might have. We leave Friday evening after our farewell dinner at my home and we will come back when we are ready (i.e. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/114132598780783900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=114132598780783900&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/114132598780783900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/114132598780783900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2006/03/spring-break-plans.html' title='Spring Break Plans +'/><author><name>stephencady</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9677165.post-114053914050976294</id><published>2006-02-21T10:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T11:25:40.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'>God has better ideas than me</title><summary type='text'>I think it has something to do with the omnipotence or something.  He's pretty wise, too.I have a problem with this one prayer. When I heard it today, it went something like this: "I pray for persecution of the church so that people will realize the need for You and there will be revival" or "Will you let bad things come into (insert name here)'s life so that they can see that they need you and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/114053914050976294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=114053914050976294&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/114053914050976294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/114053914050976294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2006/02/god-has-better-ideas-than-me.html' title='God has better ideas than me'/><author><name>stephencady</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9677165.post-114018742644519552</id><published>2006-02-17T09:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T11:02:44.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The intersection between the physical and spiritual with respect to joy (fun academic and long title for some simple late night brooding)</title><summary type='text'>I was just musing on the root of joy last night, wondering how the physical and spiritual interact. Can one trumped the other? Does joy only rest in one of those realms? So here are my thoughts, correct me if I am wrong/heretical/et cetera, or if you have insight, please.I am the same as others in this world; that is, our souls are created the same. Our souls have the same ultimate desire, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/114018742644519552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=114018742644519552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/114018742644519552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/114018742644519552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2006/02/intersection-between-physical-and.html' title='The intersection between the physical and spiritual with respect to joy (fun academic and long title for some simple late night brooding)'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-113967211965274820</id><published>2006-02-11T10:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T16:12:56.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tony Dungy Update</title><summary type='text'>There are a couple of reasons why I like Tony Dungy.   He is the winning coach of my hometown team.  Go Colts!   He is cool tempered, but passionate still.  He knows when to speak and when to be silent and uses his words wisely.   Check this article out.  The real reason I posted.  It talks about Tony Dungy's sons' death and Tony comments at the Super Bowl Breakfast where he was invited to speak.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/113967211965274820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=113967211965274820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/113967211965274820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/113967211965274820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2006/02/tony-dungy-update.html' title='Tony Dungy Update'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-113888661089725641</id><published>2006-02-02T08:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T16:19:01.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring 2006 Mix CD</title><summary type='text'>I cannot make this for everyone. But if you wanna scrounge around for the songs and put them on a CD, you can take part in the tradition that comes around each semester, the release of my mix CD! I am real excited. Enjoy!                        :We've got heads on sticks                       You've got ventriloquistsStanding in the shadows at the end of my bedStanding in the shadows at the end </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/113888661089725641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=113888661089725641&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/113888661089725641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/113888661089725641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2006/02/spring-2006-mix-cd.html' title='Spring 2006 Mix CD'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-113871853334652185</id><published>2006-01-31T09:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T10:14:33.070-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Four "Words in Season"</title><summary type='text'>Bekah was working the Kem desk and said something about words in season while I visited.  I had a guess of what she meant but when I asked her more definitely, the conversation passed that point quickly, and I received no answer.  Lucky for myself and whoever might be reading this, I experienced four different words in season in only one day.  Let me share both the season and the words with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/113871853334652185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=113871853334652185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/113871853334652185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/113871853334652185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2006/01/four-words-in-season.html' title='Four &quot;Words in Season&quot;'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-113518765361945824</id><published>2005-12-21T12:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T12:54:13.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrate this note!</title><summary type='text'>I just have to say that was too easy.  I know I was stressed because I did not do my best at school this semester, but I sure did do well.  Friends, thank you for the encouragement and support.Stephen</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/113518765361945824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=113518765361945824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/113518765361945824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/113518765361945824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/12/celebrate-this-note.html' title='Celebrate this note!'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-113459273254260901</id><published>2005-12-14T15:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T18:08:42.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fresh Breath, Just Like After You Blow Your Nose</title><summary type='text'>Finals are officially done in a few minutes and I couldn't feel better, besides my tiredness and that I think my finals will hurt, not help.  But I learn and change how I do things in order to get better results, so I'm not too hung up on that.  Well, why can't you feel better? (that's what you might ask if you were talking to me)  I would answer because winter break is going to be a lot of fun.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/113459273254260901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=113459273254260901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/113459273254260901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/113459273254260901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/12/fresh-breath-just-like-after-you-blow.html' title='A Fresh Breath, Just Like After You Blow Your Nose'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-113448851834841873</id><published>2005-12-13T10:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T10:41:58.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>30 hours until I'm done</title><summary type='text'>Finals are a chore.  But I think I am getting good stuff learned and written.  We'll see I guess.  I am looking forward to going to my teammate's wedding this weekend.  I am looking forward to being home for the holidays.  I am looking forward to going to LOGOS 05 and making a little money and volunteering more and getting really tired.  I am looking forward to seeing old friends at home."Make </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/113448851834841873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=113448851834841873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/113448851834841873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/113448851834841873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/12/30-hours-until-im-done.html' title='30 hours until I&apos;m done'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-113375251540801243</id><published>2005-12-04T21:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T22:15:32.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bekah tells me</title><summary type='text'>Bekah tells me that everyone feels like this way at this point in the semester.I am tired of studying.  I don't feel like I'm headed anywhere.  I am a goal oriented individual without a goal.  And school's not becoming much of an end in itself anymore.  It's just means to a job for a living.  I wanna work and study at my own pace.Ok.  Perfect thing for me right now, a job something similar to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/113375251540801243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=113375251540801243&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/113375251540801243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/113375251540801243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/12/bekah-tells-me.html' title='Bekah tells me'/><author><name>stephencady</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9677165.post-113338067906017999</id><published>2005-11-30T14:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T00:58:52.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A reminder in lieu of a real post: these are your directions. . .</title><summary type='text'>What is this blog to me? It is a monologue of what I am experiencing in the different realms of my life, socially, mentally, spiritually, and otherwise, presented in a way that you an maybe better understand me (and I better understand myself). But it is not a journal. I do write privately, so I am careful about what I publish. Use what I've written to spark conversations with me, especially the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/113338067906017999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=113338067906017999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/113338067906017999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/113338067906017999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/11/reminder-in-lieu-of-real-post-these_30.html' title='A reminder in lieu of a real post: these are your directions. . .'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-113099931628131695</id><published>2005-11-15T17:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T17:23:05.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bill of Rights</title><summary type='text'>I reserve the right to be inconsistent.Life is gray.The facts change.What I value changes when I reasses the situation.I reserve the right to limit my fairness.I choose to whom I am more gracious and that is ok.  If I have not been fair, it means exactly what it means- I am motivated by myself in whatever I do, even in acts that seem selfless.  We all are.   Do not read too far into it.I reserve </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/113099931628131695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=113099931628131695&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/113099931628131695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/113099931628131695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/11/bill-of-rights.html' title='A Bill of Rights'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-113043314104258415</id><published>2005-11-10T19:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T19:37:42.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why does everything have to make sense?</title><summary type='text'>God if I were to find you today, out in my garden weeding and cultivating your creation, would I believe?If I were to see you today, driving down the road in your '94 Buick speeding and singing, would I believe?Seems that a thousand years is a long time for a mystery.  The longer a mystery lingers, the longer it takes to get solved.Why do my persuasions take such the hard road of reason?Why can't</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/113043314104258415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=113043314104258415&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/113043314104258415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/113043314104258415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/11/why-does-everything-have-to-make-sense.html' title='Why does everything have to make sense?'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-113082823453379478</id><published>2005-10-31T12:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T02:02:14.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!!</title><summary type='text'>It was Halloween and we dressed up.  We had fun.  Now I will share with you my selected pics.Lacy, Kallie, Brit, and Whitney are from the 80's, duh. I am a pumpkin. Rob and Bryan are service officers. And we are ready for a Halloween Party.Have you ever seen Kallie look so artsy?  Bet not. You probably don't even know her.I feel fortunate to have captured this by luck.  It is sharp and clear with</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/113082823453379478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=113082823453379478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/113082823453379478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/113082823453379478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!!'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-113065433464256150</id><published>2005-10-30T01:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T01:38:54.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Going to bed upset</title><summary type='text'>That is one of the worst things there is.  I hate going to bed upset.  (Warning: This will be a rant. and the rules of rants apply)I had a good day.  I ate plenty (I've had trouble eating since I arrived at school).  Tonight I went to a freshman barn party that was cool.  I had a real good time.  Then I hung out with my roommate Will and Josh from first floor and some girls in Evan's lobby.  We </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/113065433464256150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=113065433464256150&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/113065433464256150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/113065433464256150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/10/going-to-bed-upset.html' title='Going to bed upset'/><author><name>stephencady</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9677165.post-113035016359358907</id><published>2005-10-26T13:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T13:09:23.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To Kaitlin (my fast walking partner and so much more)</title><summary type='text'>I wanted to comment on your blog.  As you can see, it would not allow me to: "Error  One or more errors occurred processing your request. Please go back, correct the necessary information, and submit your data again.    Your IP address (edited) is detected as an open proxy (a common source of spam) so comment access is denied. If you do not believe you're accessing the net through an open proxy, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/113035016359358907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=113035016359358907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/113035016359358907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/113035016359358907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/10/to-kaitlin-my-fast-walking-partner-and.html' title='To Kaitlin (my fast walking partner and so much more)'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-113001979142738229</id><published>2005-10-22T17:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T17:23:11.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back on top</title><summary type='text'>Today has been good to me. It did not rain this morning. We ran well at Conference.  Intangibles count, too, right?  I will precede to break it down.  I don't like wet and moist, so that explains the rain.  We won Conference by a solid margin.  I may have set a Personal Record (get excited!) in the 8k.  Intangibles - I'm smiling...  I don't know.  This entry is really bad (contrasting with the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/113001979142738229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=113001979142738229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/113001979142738229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/113001979142738229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/10/back-on-top.html' title='Back on top'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-112925489211749099</id><published>2005-10-14T10:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T20:54:52.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just if you are interested</title><summary type='text'>I thought someone in this massive cyber-world might be interested in what I have been listening to, and in response to that thought, I thought that I might post a list, so that is what I am going to do. Alas, these are the songs, in no particular order, I have been listening to:Kayne West - AddictionBloc Party - BanquetFugazi &amp; Destiny's Child (mash-up) - Independent RoomMarc Broussard - Come </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/112925489211749099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=112925489211749099&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/112925489211749099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/112925489211749099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/10/just-if-you-are-interested.html' title='Just if you are interested'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-112925308747043812</id><published>2005-10-13T20:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T20:24:47.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions, Part II</title><summary type='text'>For real.  I got more to say about confessions.  Now that you've read a little about St. Augustine, I am going to treat to you some lyrics from Usher."These are my confessions, just when I thought I said all I can say my chick on the side said she got one on the way.  These are my confessions.  Man I'm grown and I don't know what to do."Now, Usher has said that this song is not about himself.  Is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/112925308747043812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=112925308747043812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/112925308747043812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/112925308747043812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/10/confessions-part-ii.html' title='Confessions, Part II'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-112888468903244070</id><published>2005-10-09T14:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T14:04:49.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions</title><summary type='text'>From St. Augustine's Confessions:Book I    "I was forced to memorize the wanderings of Aeneas - whoever he was - while forgettting my own wanderings; and to weep for the death of Dido who killed herself for love, while bearing dry-eyed my own pitiful state, in that among these studies I was becomeing dead to you, O God, my life."    "Thy praises, Lord, might have upheld the fresh young shoot of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/112888468903244070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=112888468903244070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/112888468903244070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/112888468903244070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/10/confessions.html' title='Confessions'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-112831448028547130</id><published>2005-10-02T23:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T23:41:20.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My products reign victorious, mostly</title><summary type='text'>Yes, I did run over this laptop with my '87 Ford Ranger XLT.  Yes, I am typing on it now.  No, it is no longer plugged in.  Oh yeah, but it still doesn't work perfectly.  The touch pad is having trouble.  I can only move the cursor when using an external mouse.   Updates will continue, although I would like to mention that the weekend rounded out nicely and I had a good day.  Talked to my sister </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/112831448028547130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=112831448028547130&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/112831448028547130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/112831448028547130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-products-reign-victorious-mostly.html' title='My products reign victorious, mostly'/><author><name>stephencady</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9677165.post-112821473774358678</id><published>2005-10-01T19:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T19:58:57.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And I sigh...</title><summary type='text'>Today was rough.  I will speak of one condition that was created by the other, while failing to address the first.  I don't want to talk about that one.  The hardest thing about the transistion to college life is finding individuals that you can talk to, that you trust with stuff.  That has been difficult for me.The bad thing that was "the last straw" was the moment that I realized that I had run</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/112821473774358678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=112821473774358678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/112821473774358678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/112821473774358678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/10/and-i-sigh.html' title='And I sigh...'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-112784270818226500</id><published>2005-09-27T12:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T12:38:28.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice to Meet You</title><summary type='text'>            I seem to know everybody.  At least that’s what my new friends tell me.  I tend to meet many interesting people that end up in countless places.  I don’t know if I meet more people than others do, but these people are where I am.  My friends notice that and like to give me a hard time.  “Do you know him?  I bet you know her.”  I take it in stride because one day I might meet these </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/112784270818226500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=112784270818226500&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/112784270818226500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/112784270818226500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/09/nice-to-meet-you.html' title='Nice to Meet You'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-112744540191888624</id><published>2005-09-22T22:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T22:20:09.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain, rain go away?</title><summary type='text'>It is raining really hard here at IWU. I'm sitting here overlooking the fountain on campus watching people move through. It's almost as if it is not raining, except that they are all wet. There are just as many people as usual running around. Some are headed somewhere, some are just playing in the rain. Some have been caught in the initial downpour and walk calmly through the blowing rain, others</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/112744540191888624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=112744540191888624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/112744540191888624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/112744540191888624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/09/rain-rain-go-away.html' title='Rain, rain go away?'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-112722405286627677</id><published>2005-09-19T22:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T08:49:15.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired of It</title><summary type='text'>School is so hard.  It's not the material.  It's not the assignments or the work.  I just don't want to do it.  It frustrates me.  I'm tired of it.XC is hard but I am not tired of it.  I enjoy it.  It is very tough.  Down with acid, up with hard running.  That's my motto.  I could probably do better.IWU has facebook now so check me out.  If I know you, I will be your friend.  I'll even say that I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/112722405286627677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=112722405286627677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/112722405286627677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/112722405286627677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/09/tired-of-it.html' title='Tired of It'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-112647317605163756</id><published>2005-09-11T16:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T16:15:19.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We're All In This Together</title><summary type='text'>Is there a better time to return from an extended vacation from blogging except when you have plenty of reading and little motivation? (The answer is no. If you don't believe me, read this post)I am having a great time here at Indiana Wesleyan University, often called I-whoo, ih-wa, or the woo by native inhabitants. I have now spent an official week of classes here at school featuring meals at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/112647317605163756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=112647317605163756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/112647317605163756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/112647317605163756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/09/were-all-in-this-together.html' title='We&apos;re All In This Together'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-112498832682446391</id><published>2005-08-25T11:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T11:45:26.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HXC in College</title><summary type='text'>It is amazing, I know, but Jared makes a terrific return to blogging.  I am way to lazy to do my own site, so I just put it all on Stephen Cady.  So anyway, life is pretty sweet becuase I am now an official student of Purdue University.  I have got to be able to find a nice girl out of 16,000 of them.  The bad part of college is the class thing.  I had to read 150 pages in a textbook in the first</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/112498832682446391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=112498832682446391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/112498832682446391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/112498832682446391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/08/hxc-in-college.html' title='HXC in College'/><author><name>jared engelberth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11154424974107413265</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-9677165.post-112243391621558978</id><published>2005-07-26T21:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T15:53:51.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it be known across the lands that I have new laptop</title><summary type='text'>Here is my new laptop.  I am writing on it now.  Thank you HP for your speedy build time, competitive prices, and fast delivery.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/112243391621558978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=112243391621558978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/112243391621558978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/112243391621558978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/07/let-it-be-known-across-lands-that-i.html' title='Let it be known across the lands that I have new laptop'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-112092712475232853</id><published>2005-07-08T23:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T11:39:06.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Victory is Ours!</title><summary type='text'>In a great feat of hits and throws, the Tribe pulls out a solid victory 8-3 against the Charlotte Knights. In support of our Indianapolis Indians, Zach, my dad, and I hit the bleachers ball gloves in tote. The game was complete success as the Tribe won and all three of us ended up with tattoos on our arms. We're tough. Watch out. Watch out...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/112092712475232853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=112092712475232853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/112092712475232853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/112092712475232853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/07/victory-is-ours.html' title='Victory is Ours!'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-112014806133866457</id><published>2005-06-30T10:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T11:14:21.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>**Breaking News in the Blogging World**</title><summary type='text'>I can post pictures again.  Isn't that big?  I think so.Let me get started:Lauren always wanted to make an appearance on my blog.  Sadly, I never allowed her.  Now she is welcome.  Visit her.The second picture for today is one from England.  You know, I love castles and this is my favorite one so far.  Caernafon Castle is the seat of the Prince of Wales. History Lesson:  When William the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/112014806133866457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=112014806133866457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/112014806133866457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/112014806133866457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/06/breaking-news-in-blogging-world.html' title='**Breaking News in the Blogging World**'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-111955964048172740</id><published>2005-06-23T15:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T15:54:10.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An Open Letter Announcing The End Of A Good Thing</title><summary type='text'>Did you know we are close to the end?  Something new will be coming.  But we're gonna have to go through some crap first, trust me.  For the past several months, stuff has been great.  It's been low maintainence, high performance.  Tell me what is a better combination.  The fact is, I don't think I want to start college this way.  Our adventures have takens us big places and brought the spotlight</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/111955964048172740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=111955964048172740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/111955964048172740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/111955964048172740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/06/open-letter-announcing-end-of-good.html' title='An Open Letter Announcing The End Of A Good Thing'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-111790735472891353</id><published>2005-06-04T12:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T12:49:14.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes. That is me.</title><summary type='text'>Red is sufficient. After all my running endeavors, meets, and practices are done, I finally get the type of reward that I desired. A red medal and red ring are sufficient.For those of you that have not heard, Lucas, Scott, Scott, and I placed 2nd overall in the state meet 3200m relay (4x800) (4x2laps). I am pretty excited.From the middle 'slower' heat, we ran a fast enough time (7:50.98) to place</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/111790735472891353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=111790735472891353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/111790735472891353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/111790735472891353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/06/yes-that-is-me.html' title='Yes. That is me.'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-111699153424759775</id><published>2005-05-24T22:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T22:25:34.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Best School Day of My Life</title><summary type='text'>Yes. It is true. Here is a recap, written to be remembered until a better one should come.   (all times are approximate)7:20 AM - My sister and I arrive at school and start off the day with a big chuckle. You see, wearing a skirt, she had set her folders and my cheesecake on her lap and the marker on the folder got on her legs. You could read S(p)AN(ish) backwards on her leg. I laughed all the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/111699153424759775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=111699153424759775&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/111699153424759775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/111699153424759775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/05/best-school-day-of-my-life.html' title='Best School Day of My Life'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-111604068270603052</id><published>2005-05-13T22:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T22:19:41.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's cool with me that Unequal Work = Equal Results</title><summary type='text'>I don't know about you, but sometimes I get upset that someone who does not do nearly as much as me gets the same honors. Please ignore the fact that recently I've gone to the extreme of being that kid who does not do the fair share. And as implied in the previous sentence, that is not fair. Please accept an apology if I have not done my fair share with you. I am sorry.When I do more than my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/111604068270603052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=111604068270603052&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/111604068270603052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/111604068270603052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/05/its-cool-with-me-that-unequal-work.html' title='It&apos;s cool with me that Unequal Work = Equal Results'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-111603872591372075</id><published>2005-05-13T21:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T21:45:25.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh yeah....</title><summary type='text'>Watch out.  It's Friday the Thirteenth.  That is bad.And. This is an open invite to my track meets.  Thursdays at North Central High School for the next two weeks.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/111603872591372075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=111603872591372075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/111603872591372075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/111603872591372075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/05/oh-yeah.html' title='Oh yeah....'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-111603848782653556</id><published>2005-05-13T21:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T21:41:27.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to be creative.</title><summary type='text'>Soon I will have the oppurtunity.  That is, as soon as I finish the menial stuff of school, it will be summer and I will have the oppurtunity to be creative.  I will write, play music, think, and read.  I will travel and talk to people.  If only I could hold off doing these things until I get things with deadlines done.  That is the tough part about life for me.   I am a sucker for deadlines.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/111603848782653556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=111603848782653556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/111603848782653556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/111603848782653556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-want-to-be-creative.html' title='I want to be creative.'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-111559465479966902</id><published>2005-05-08T18:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T18:25:35.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Should I be breaking?</title><summary type='text'>The question arises as I sit to leisurely update.  I am very busy and a little stressed.   Six AP tests this next week is killer. For each class I have mammoth review. I don't know about that Econ micro or macro, I haven't had time to review them yet much at all. I haven't even started to learn macro. Whatever.    On top of all the AP, I have a paper to write for Genres about Brave New World.  I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/111559465479966902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=111559465479966902&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/111559465479966902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/111559465479966902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/05/should-i-be-breaking.html' title='Should I be breaking?'/><author><name>stephencady</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9677165.post-111500558046899639</id><published>2005-05-01T22:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T22:46:20.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Decision Day</title><summary type='text'>May 1st is the day that Colleges and Universities across the country can legally require a decision from applicants. At 10:30P, after weighing the advantages of each and finding the schools mostly equal, I have made a decision between Indiana Wesleyan University and Wheaton College.IWU, I aim to receive my undergraduate education from you.  Teach me well.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/111500558046899639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=111500558046899639&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/111500558046899639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/111500558046899639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/05/decision-day.html' title='Decision Day'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-111448736350651144</id><published>2005-04-25T22:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T22:49:23.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrate</title><summary type='text'>The Pacers won.Score 82-79.What this means.  We only need to win our three home games to win the series.  If nothing else, we should be able to win three home games.  Of course, you'd also think we'd never lose by 20 to the Celtics.  Pacer fans must help out. They must prove they are the best Sixth man in the League.Go ahead.  Jump on the bandwagon.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/111448736350651144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=111448736350651144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/111448736350651144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/111448736350651144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/04/celebrate.html' title='Celebrate'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-111431895882583626</id><published>2005-04-23T23:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T17:24:02.150-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Update</title><summary type='text'>I am looking for a summer job. I have not had luck so far with my applications at Roche and Pepboys. I think I am going to try Starbucks at 116th and Allisonville Road and delivery at Noble Roman's. The lady asked me to fill out an application after she honored my uncle's birthday by making him hand toss some dough. I guess my uncle is pretty regular there. I also need to make a lawn mowing flier</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/111431895882583626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=111431895882583626&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/111431895882583626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/111431895882583626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/04/weekend-update.html' title='Weekend Update'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-111421189598460840</id><published>2005-04-22T18:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T12:19:47.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Hurts</title><summary type='text'>Hey everybody, it is everyone's favorite hardcore kid, Jared. Bad news in the world today. I recently broke up with my girlfriend of two years, Ashley Peterson. Without going into a crazy amount of detail, we just needed to spend some time apart. Now I am dealing with my emo emotions coming back. I don't know what to do with myself anymore. I am going crazy. I just wish everything in life would </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/111421189598460840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=111421189598460840&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/111421189598460840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/111421189598460840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/04/love-hurts.html' title='Love Hurts'/><author><name>jared engelberth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11154424974107413265</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-9677165.post-111326100154875301</id><published>2005-04-11T17:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T22:03:56.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Asmatic (I can't even spell the word)</title><summary type='text'>I never really knew what an asthma attack was, which is an interesting thing for someone diagnosed with asthma, but today I found out. Everything was cool until practice time- I even took a great nap during G4.Now for the setting and purpose of the workout: For practice today, the plan was to run 6x400m. The would be run at race pace development speed, the speed where I want to comfortably run my</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/111326100154875301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=111326100154875301&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/111326100154875301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/111326100154875301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/04/asmatic-i-cant-even-spell-word.html' title='Asmatic (I can&apos;t even spell the word)'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-111232659233297517</id><published>2005-04-04T21:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T17:25:14.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, July 20, 2005</title><summary type='text'>Yes, that is not today. It is in the future. But I know where I expect to be, and I am excited to now know with whom I will be there.Where? Warped Tour, of course.With Whom Will I be?The Transplants, Fall Out Boy, My Chemical Romance, The                        Offspring, Strung Out, Relient K, Dropkick                        Murphy's, Thrice, The Starting Line, Senses Fail, MXPX, Saosin, Avenged</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/111232659233297517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=111232659233297517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/111232659233297517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/111232659233297517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/04/wednesday-july-20-2005.html' title='Wednesday, July 20, 2005'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-111233114955279726</id><published>2005-03-31T22:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T23:52:29.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Again. You must get on the bandwagon.</title><summary type='text'>You still have time.26/30 at the foul line.102-98 with two minutes left.Johnson's and Jackson's back-to-back 3s jump start a 12-0 run sending the game into OT and putting the Pacers ahead.Reggie 11/18 field goals. 8-8 free throws.  31 points.Final score: Pacers 114, Heat 108.By the way, the Miami Heat (54-19) are 0 and 3 against the Indiana Pacers.That means the Pacers have given the Heat 17%  of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/111233114955279726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=111233114955279726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/111233114955279726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/111233114955279726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/03/again-you-must-get-on-bandwagon.html' title='Again. You must get on the bandwagon.'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-111181482643850374</id><published>2005-03-26T00:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T00:27:06.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You must get on the bandwagon.</title><summary type='text'>The Pacers have won again a great game.  Tonight they handily beat the Pistons in Detroit and broke their 12 game home winning streak.  Don't touch my Pacers.  Welcome back, Dale.  I think I'm going to go find my poster of you.  Great game all of you guys.  Keep showing up like that.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/111181482643850374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=111181482643850374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/111181482643850374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/111181482643850374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/03/you-must-get-on-bandwagon.html' title='You must get on the bandwagon.'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-111178200991697389</id><published>2005-03-25T15:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T15:20:09.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah. I know.</title><summary type='text'>I want to update with pictures.  But the program will not work, sorry.I went paintballing last night for Mance's birthday.  I think I did pretty well.  At first I was nice, sneaking up on people and telling them they were tagged at point blank range.  Later on, after some disagreements about who tagged who, I stopped being nice.  I told Drew he was tagged because I had shot at him and missed and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/111178200991697389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=111178200991697389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/111178200991697389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/111178200991697389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/03/yeah-i-know.html' title='Yeah. I know.'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-111137833749887685</id><published>2005-03-20T22:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T23:44:34.056-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonight 1-1 Feels like 1-5436</title><summary type='text'>Bright Eyes may have won me over with Digital Ash, Digital Urn. Bright Eyes could never do the folksie thing for me and not make me want Ryan Adams instead, but with this electronica influenced CD, there is more than a bare guitar and bare, wobbly, weak, and exposed (in a bad way) voice. I like it. Congratulations Conor Oberst, Bright Eyes, you have won me over.So,  I think I may buy that.  And </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/111137833749887685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=111137833749887685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/111137833749887685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/111137833749887685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/03/tonight-1-1-feels-like-1-5436.html' title='Tonight 1-1 Feels like 1-5436'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-111119115432258316</id><published>2005-03-18T18:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T19:12:34.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is March 18</title><summary type='text'>Today, or around today, is when semi-finalists in the SAMMY 2005 (milk scholarship) are supposed to be announced.  I thought I did really well on the application, but I have not been notified and fear that I did not make the cut.  Its disappointing.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/111119115432258316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=111119115432258316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/111119115432258316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/111119115432258316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/03/today-is-march-18.html' title='Today is March 18'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-111000265141792315</id><published>2005-03-05T00:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T01:04:11.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I didn't get home til Midnight + 22 minutes</title><summary type='text'>but I ran fast.  Instead of viewing a great basketball game this evening (LN vs. Arlington), I ran in a track meet.  After one hour of travel we arrived at Wabash College.  We then waited.  After waiting sufficiently, I warmed up alone, for Scott Coale was already warmed up from his prior races.  I stretched, ran, did strides, etc.  Waited.  Then I went to the line and waited to be lined up.  I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/111000265141792315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=111000265141792315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/111000265141792315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/111000265141792315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-didnt-get-home-til-midnight-22.html' title='I didn&apos;t get home til Midnight + 22 minutes'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-111000146761552572</id><published>2005-03-04T12:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T00:44:27.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My mom found my phone.</title><summary type='text'>on the couch.  in the living room.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/111000146761552572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=111000146761552572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/111000146761552572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/111000146761552572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-mom-found-my-phone.html' title='My mom found my phone.'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-110989587633503764</id><published>2005-03-03T18:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T19:27:00.933-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Irony enters my life in a disappointing manner</title><summary type='text'>I have made a new friend this year. He is The Legend of Dan Bellinger (often called The Legend for short by those who know him best). Today I will not go into why he is The Legend, but rather how he was legendary to me.I have been unsuccessfully wrestling with my phone since the day I received it to make it quiet. It would not silence. I could control ringer, speaker volume, and change ringtones,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/110989587633503764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=110989587633503764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/110989587633503764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/110989587633503764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/03/irony-enters-my-life-in-disappointing.html' title='Irony enters my life in a disappointing manner'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-110971635913622650</id><published>2005-03-01T17:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T19:27:48.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch out now, Hardcore Jared is in town!</title><summary type='text'>What is up people of the internet? I, Jared, am here to add content to Stephen's big website. I may have my own, but I am far to lazy to actually work on my own post. Anyway, I am the Jared that is acting ghetto and cool in the pictures found in the skiing section. I also have a strange resemblence to Napolean Dynamite.Anyway, everyone should go pick up the new Norma Jean album. It is entitled Oh</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/110971635913622650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=110971635913622650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/110971635913622650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/110971635913622650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/03/watch-out-now-hardcore-jared-is-in.html' title='Watch out now, Hardcore Jared is in town!'/><author><name>jared engelberth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11154424974107413265</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-9677165.post-110964644691844512</id><published>2005-02-28T22:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T22:07:26.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoa!</title><summary type='text'>Big things are happening here at 'These are your directions...!'  I have been working hard behind the scenes to add content for my faithful readers who never comment.  Really, I won't be adding much more content than is currently supplied, but I will be adding two new members to the team.  They will probably make commentary on me and my world and their world as my friends.  I really don't know.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/110964644691844512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=110964644691844512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/110964644691844512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/110964644691844512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/02/whoa.html' title='Whoa!'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-110944441988228888</id><published>2005-02-26T13:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T14:00:19.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What is a weekend for?</title><summary type='text'>Well.  I am very ready to graduate, to leave this lifestyle behind.  I was gonna make a longer post - which I might have done were I graduated - but I'm tired and I said pretty much what this whole thing was gonna be about.I commission you: listen to some good music.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/110944441988228888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=110944441988228888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/110944441988228888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/110944441988228888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/02/what-is-weekend-for.html' title='What is a weekend for?'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-110894424215022574</id><published>2005-02-20T18:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T19:04:02.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Skiing!!</title><summary type='text'>In this post, using pictures, I will chronicle my weekend skiing during the ICD Snow Camp '05 at the slopes of Perfect North in Lawrenceburg, IN.The Ride:Danger rides on something like 30" rims...Jared's exposes all ghetto capabilities as shows off Danger's ride.Jared is still not ghetto. But el banditos does live.The Slopes:Jared and AshleyRork, Danger, Jared off the lift.The traffic directors, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/110894424215022574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=110894424215022574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/110894424215022574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/110894424215022574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/02/skiing.html' title='Skiing!!'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-110894146368401820</id><published>2005-02-15T18:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T18:18:08.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is in the air!!!</title><summary type='text'>What a great evening... We arrive at White Castle and take our seats at tables with white table clothes and light candles. Ordering off of a menu at White Castle is a particular pleasure. Pictures follow:Abby and I Celebrate Our Love.... Of the CraveRomance is sweet:  "Let's read," says Abby.But Abby really wants to read with me!  Bad!Two for the price of one!   Chanda comes along and makes the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/110894146368401820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=110894146368401820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/110894146368401820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/110894146368401820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/02/love-is-in-air.html' title='Love is in the air!!!'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-110814924571254268</id><published>2005-02-11T13:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T14:14:05.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It is time....From 3:30p today until noonish Sunday, I will be gone to Long Distance Squad Track Winter Camp for 2005.  It'll be good to talk to next year's leaders about the team and hopefully share some wisdom I have gained - also to talk with them about leadership in track, as I prepare to depart from any realm of the LNXC program.  It's sad.White Castle is a go!  I just need to hear back from</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/110814924571254268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=110814924571254268&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/110814924571254268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/110814924571254268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/02/it-is-time.html' title=''/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-110765405395056442</id><published>2005-02-05T20:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T20:42:05.550-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired... now, its over.</title><summary type='text'>I got up and went to school at 8:00A to participate in a track meet at IU. I forgot my spaghetti (snack/lunch/second breakfast/whatever), my water, and any other food that I might eat under dire circumstances. That probably contributed to my dismal performance. Around 2:40p I finally raced in heat 2 of (9-11) boys 1600m. I ran 5:05. That is plenty behind my goal of at least 4:50; I thought that I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/110765405395056442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=110765405395056442&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/110765405395056442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/110765405395056442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/02/tired-now-its-over.html' title='Tired... now, its over.'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-110747577381675867</id><published>2005-02-03T18:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T19:09:33.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This has been a kinda long week, which is not to say that it hasn't been good- It has. Life would be easier if life could get simpler. But I'm tired all the time from a stupid sinus infection (that surgery was supposed to cure) and all the other activities in which I participate. Peer, tutoring, NHS, schoolwork, and track are all big things. I want to hear back from Wheaton. I want my college </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/110747577381675867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=110747577381675867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/110747577381675867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/110747577381675867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/02/this-has-been-kinda-long-week-which-is.html' title=''/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-110717859715782439</id><published>2005-01-31T08:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T18:45:25.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Update</title><summary type='text'>Two good weekends in a row. Feels good - and I think its going to keep happening. Last weekend I hung out with Kristin and went to Brady's show and then Saturday caught up with old friend Josh. Next weekend I will be running my first indoor race this season at IU. The next weekend I have a Distance/XC winter camp at Potato Creek State Park. And the next weekend is Snow Camp- Skiing!But this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/110717859715782439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=110717859715782439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/110717859715782439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/110717859715782439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/01/weekend-update.html' title='Weekend Update'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-110693865174888005</id><published>2005-01-28T13:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T13:57:31.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Look who's back!</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday was the day. Although very cold and without pants (only shorts), I had my best run since before I had surgery. We set out to do a 50 minute out and back run where we would explore some trails that coach K had seen through satellite imagery. The course took us past Skilles Test and down to Fall Creek Parkway where we found the gated park. We ran through it and under I-465 and Shadeland, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/110693865174888005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=110693865174888005&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/110693865174888005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/110693865174888005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/01/look-whos-back.html' title='Look who&apos;s back!'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-110636946482734246</id><published>2005-01-21T23:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T22:53:37.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I have switched.  Will you?</title><summary type='text'>Everyone hates Internet Explorer. It is a fact. It crashes all the time and doesnt do anything cool. So I switched. And you can too (shameless plug time). Click on the button to download a better browser. Mozilla Firefox is getting rave reviews everywhere and I am not ashamed to jump on the bandwagon. Other things are happening. The more I understand the 'genre' of hardcore music, the less it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/110636946482734246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=110636946482734246&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/110636946482734246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/110636946482734246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-have-switched-will-you.html' title='I have switched.  Will you?'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-110593840555285094</id><published>2005-01-16T23:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T00:07:55.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm done teasing</title><summary type='text'>One Semester of high school to go until I am done with the despicable system that teaches school and gets in the way of education.  Senioritis has really set in.  I did not study for my finals and I don't care what grade I got.  I want the freedom that will come with college, more than socially.  I look forward to becoming even more responsible for my learning.  If only I knew where I was going..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/110593840555285094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=110593840555285094&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/110593840555285094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/110593840555285094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/01/im-done-teasing.html' title='I&apos;m done teasing'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-110584226613100781</id><published>2005-01-15T21:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T09:02:40.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored... Here's an update.  All the writting from my Wheaton Application</title><summary type='text'>         I have received several honors and awards for academics and extra-curricular activities during my high school career.  The awards I value with most importance are my varsity letters in cross country and track.  Because my school, as a perennial powerhouse in cross country and track, has high standards in athletics, my accomplishments based on hours of hard work are especially </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/110584226613100781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=110584226613100781&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/110584226613100781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/110584226613100781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/01/bored-heres-update-all-writting-from.html' title='Bored... Here&apos;s an update.  All the writting from my Wheaton Application'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-110550164842974668</id><published>2005-01-11T22:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T22:47:28.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Teaser</title><summary type='text'>Long time, no update, but I will be getting to it soon.  For now I will just mention some of the things I may or may not mention then.  In no particular order- finals, working at the Fishers YMCA! Teen Center, summer job, running, college, exciting events in my life, weekend plans, hardcore band (Dimmick's music), failure to earn money for my Interdisc trip to England.  Get ready cause here it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/110550164842974668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=110550164842974668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/110550164842974668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/110550164842974668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2005/01/teaser.html' title='Teaser'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-110447219474378271</id><published>2004-12-30T23:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T19:23:07.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This is a new year</title><summary type='text'>The new year gets ready to begin. But before I move on, I want to sit and look back at this year. It's been great. I've been both a junior and a senior. I saw Damien Rice in concert and he hurt my eardrums. But I would pay double for it again. Probably triple. I saw John Mayer and Maroon 5. That was a great time. John can jam. Not to mention good company (for the three people who don't read this-</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/110447219474378271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=110447219474378271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/110447219474378271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/110447219474378271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2004/12/this-is-new-year.html' title='This is a new year'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-110416471467615687</id><published>2004-12-27T11:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T22:53:35.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An "agnostic holiday" Recap</title><summary type='text'>Below, you will find the gifts I have recieved for Christmas.(angostic holiday refers the commercialization and popularity of gift giving as the reason for the seasonIt starts with some nice gifts. A toy rat. A letter opener engraved with my initials. A pen and pencil with my name on them. Jelly-bellys.I then recieve a series of signs.  Danger: Stephen's Room.  Adult humor that makes fun of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/110416471467615687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=110416471467615687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/110416471467615687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/110416471467615687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2004/12/agnostic-holiday-recap.html' title='An &quot;agnostic holiday&quot; Recap'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-110383923637766659</id><published>2004-12-23T15:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-24T07:40:51.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Day!</title><summary type='text'>at least it would be if school were still in session.This morning I got up too late it seems. I took the snowblower down the street to make some money, only to find half of the houses had been shoveled already. Undaunted, I visited the remaining houses. No one wanted their driveway cleared. Either they were not home, or their husband was coming home in the next hour to do it. So much for making</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/110383923637766659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=110383923637766659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/110383923637766659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/110383923637766659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2004/12/snow-day.html' title='Snow Day!'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-110365198546050771</id><published>2004-12-21T13:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T13:09:23.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The written version.</title><summary type='text'>Here is my surgery update.As you are certainly aware, Friday I missed school to have a deviated septum straightened.  Today is Tuesday, five days post surgery and I am feeling pretty good.  I am still experiencing headaches and nausea everyday, but the stuffy nose is getting better and my nose isn't hurting as much.  I am also gaining energy.  In my first several hours, my progress was huge.  I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/110365198546050771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=110365198546050771&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/110365198546050771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/110365198546050771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2004/12/written-version.html' title='The written version.'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-110339192399393583</id><published>2004-12-18T13:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-18T16:29:56.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This is your Christmas card!</title><summary type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS!   </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/110339192399393583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=110339192399393583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/110339192399393583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/110339192399393583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2004/12/this-is-your-christmas-card.html' title='This is your Christmas card!'/><author><name>stephencady</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-9677165.post-110338907278589037</id><published>2004-12-18T10:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-18T16:30:29.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog</title><summary type='text'>Times change and websites become non-functional.  Thank you livejournal, but now I am moving to a secure and functional blogger.  Yes, here is my inaugural post.  Welcome to my blog.  These are your directions...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/feeds/110338907278589037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9677165&amp;postID=110338907278589037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/110338907278589037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9677165/posts/default/110338907278589037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephencady.blogspot.com/2004/12/new-blog.html' title='New Blog'/><author><name>stephencady</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></feed>
