tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48399240562748126282010-05-08T18:47:50.137-07:00Nate's WordsNatehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11622353071386858653Natelm@gmail.comBlogger32125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839924056274812628.post-40169248234396833632009-09-20T17:17:00.000-07:002009-09-20T17:24:56.572-07:00Cover ART!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-BE3LUeLNik/SrbGR68PLZI/AAAAAAAAAH0/bzczkGzY85g/s1600-h/singlecoverart.jpg"><br /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-BE3LUeLNik/SrbGR68PLZI/AAAAAAAAAH0/bzczkGzY85g/s400/singlecoverart.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383708415749991826" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">(Photo Credit Sarahlynn Phillips)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;">What do you think of the cover art, I feel that it's a little over done myself but I still like it because that is what I was shooting for. The concept was leaving all that I knew behind. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Let me know your thoughts! Here is the song that I made it for as well.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:10px;"><object width="480" height="295"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/G6-tH6o2RYo&hl=en&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/G6-tH6o2RYo&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"></embed></object></span><object width="560" height="340"></object></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4839924056274812628-4016924823439683363?l=www.nateswords.com' alt='' /></div>Natehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11622353071386858653Natelm@gmail.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839924056274812628.post-34965288745184020922009-08-30T22:18:00.001-07:002009-08-30T22:26:35.534-07:00Original Song, "No title yet"<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; white-space: pre; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fNX_oUjdXEg&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fNX_oUjdXEg&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">I have been so jaded by your mouth</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">You're made upset by everything I didn't do</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">And then the shit comes falling down on my head</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">and I feel as though its all my fault</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">But it's not, it's yours,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">And I will always see the truth through your lies</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">So stop, and speak</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Your mind cause its only just a masquerade.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4839924056274812628-3496528874518402092?l=www.nateswords.com' alt='' /></div>Natehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11622353071386858653Natelm@gmail.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839924056274812628.post-43951642804992825492009-08-17T21:09:00.000-07:002009-08-17T21:18:56.633-07:00"Back Here" by Bbmak<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l95MMbls0GQ&hl=en&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l95MMbls0GQ&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object><br /><br />The first song I chose in the series is <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">Bbmak's "Back Here"</span></span>. I must admit this is a great song but they are so generic; my guess is this what caused them to flop after this hit.<br /><br />The song is extremely simple, <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">no complex vocal parts or melodic hooks</span> to set them apart from any one else. The lyrics are nice, but fail to bring any real emotion to what they are saying.<br /><br />When I record the cover I will attempt to make this song good... Just kidding it is a good song already but needs some stank on it!<br /><br />Let me know your thoughts on the song.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rw3WXs-pzTQ">My question is why did they not record this version of the song</a>, while not amazing it is about ten fold better.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4839924056274812628-4395164280499282549?l=www.nateswords.com' alt='' /></div>Natehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11622353071386858653Natelm@gmail.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839924056274812628.post-22401697746587919722009-08-15T21:04:00.000-07:002009-08-17T21:08:26.351-07:00Blog SeriesI am always interested in music, whether it be good or bad. Lately I have been thinking about all the <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">"One Hit Wonders"</span> that have been made; let me tell you the list is nearly <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">endless.</span><br /><br />My idea is to let you listen to these magnificent songs that we have all heard and then record my own <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">covers</span> of the songs. Then research what happened to the artist or group after the song skyrocketed them to fame!<br /><br />Stay tuned for the first song, it is going to be good.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4839924056274812628-2240169774658791972?l=www.nateswords.com' alt='' /></div>Natehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11622353071386858653Natelm@gmail.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839924056274812628.post-33663050236108870872009-08-01T22:28:00.001-07:002009-08-02T00:50:22.252-07:00Well...New header, what do you think?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4839924056274812628-3366305023610887087?l=www.nateswords.com' alt='' /></div>Natehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11622353071386858653Natelm@gmail.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839924056274812628.post-90421430765739873032009-07-29T20:30:00.001-07:002009-07-29T20:45:23.974-07:00Original Song, "Change Again"<span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/G6-tH6o2RYo&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/G6-tH6o2RYo&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre;font-size:12px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">The reason I wrote this song is because I feel like I am going through some major major life changes right now, so have a listen and tell me what you think.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Sorry for the video quality:( Sad Day.</span></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4839924056274812628-9042143076573987303?l=www.nateswords.com' alt='' /></div>Natehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11622353071386858653Natelm@gmail.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839924056274812628.post-84241675103889467282009-07-26T20:08:00.000-07:002009-07-26T20:29:36.074-07:00No NicheWhile reading some interesting information about blogging I came across some advice that said to be a successful blogger you need a <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;">niche</span></b></span>. I do not have a niche; I guess that I could say that mine would be <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;">talking about myself</span></span></b>. <div><br /></div><div>In all truth being a successful blogger is not important to me, what is though is writing. I find writing therapeutic even if I am not great at the art. </div><div><br /></div><div>So really who is to say what qualifies one as successful, I am not going to make the determination. In reality I am successful if I make the call of success for my own self. </div><div><br /></div><div>Even if in the end no one reads this post, <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">I don't really care</span></span></b>. All that I care about is what writing this did for me; writing "No Niche" has allowed to figure out what my niche is in blogging. I have found that my niche is hoping people are interested in what I write about and in my life. Thankfully this is not my main source of income. </div><div><br /></div><div><b>I haven't quit my day job.</b></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4839924056274812628-8424167510388946728?l=www.nateswords.com' alt='' /></div>Natehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11622353071386858653Natelm@gmail.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839924056274812628.post-61876571970174760342009-07-25T14:28:00.001-07:002009-07-25T16:38:57.470-07:00"Celery is Sexy" or "Sexy Celery"<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-BE3LUeLNik/SmuWTCSQaRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/wVaHEeQLexg/s1600-h/sexy.celeryfin.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-BE3LUeLNik/SmuWTCSQaRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/wVaHEeQLexg/s400/sexy.celeryfin.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362545035089832210" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">I just know this picture has some people wondering, <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;">WTF</span></b></span>. Well that is also my thought. I thought it was funny, so I decided that my new catch phrase is <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">"Celery is Sexy"</span></b></span> or <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b>"Sexy Celery"</b></span></span>,I have not really decided but it might be both. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Not only is it healthy but the great green color really brings out my eyes! <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;">Eat Celery</span></b> everyone.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, fantasy;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">(This is not a paid endorsement for Celery and/or of its subsidiaries or parent companies.)</span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4839924056274812628-6187657197017476034?l=www.nateswords.com' alt='' /></div>Natehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11622353071386858653Natelm@gmail.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839924056274812628.post-79752151314814852092009-07-24T07:40:00.000-07:002009-07-24T07:48:52.593-07:00One of these just doesn't belong.<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-BE3LUeLNik/SmnJiRQcHAI/AAAAAAAAAGY/NQJ_FruFVTY/s1600-h/IMG_00192.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 190px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-BE3LUeLNik/SmnJiRQcHAI/AAAAAAAAAGY/NQJ_FruFVTY/s400/IMG_00192.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362038421946375170" /></a> <img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-BE3LUeLNik/SmnI0gJ34MI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/yVxs_tJhcHE/s400/1215071605.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362037635671384258" /></div>By popular demand, meaning one person asked me, I am going to post before and after pictures.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4839924056274812628-7975215131481485209?l=www.nateswords.com' alt='' /></div>Natehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11622353071386858653Natelm@gmail.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839924056274812628.post-39744845028276073002009-07-23T21:35:00.000-07:002009-07-23T21:36:59.708-07:00Lobster Squirts<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre; "><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hJiG5xLCjUc&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hJiG5xLCjUc&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; white-space: pre;">I had an interesting lunch today and I had to share with everyone. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; white-space: pre;">Please don't be alarmed by the title it is not as it sounds. Also I thought I would give everyone an update on my life, I promise to eventually add some production value to my videos as well.</span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4839924056274812628-3974484502827607300?l=www.nateswords.com' alt='' /></div>Natehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11622353071386858653Natelm@gmail.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839924056274812628.post-9295183526065186922009-07-22T19:23:00.000-07:002009-07-22T19:55:31.696-07:00Prosperity is so not hot anymore.I am what you would call a <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">foodie</span></span>, meaning that I love food and I thoroughly enjoy the masticating of morsels. I have always to battle my weight with food of course being my vice; exercise is easy for me. <div><br /><div>I don't know if my readers are aware but I used to look like this:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-BE3LUeLNik/SmfMeseYMJI/AAAAAAAAAFw/L7rv5SFOz-g/s320/IMG_0017.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361478709114581138" /></div><div>Obviously I don't anymore but that is because I changed my lifestyle drastically; I try not to eat any sort of <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;">unnatural sugars</span></span></b>, but go for<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;"> lean healthy protein and veggies</span></span></b>. I find it hard sometimes when everyone around me just wants to eat crap.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;">When I eat like this:</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 490px; height: 314px;" src="http://www.ethicurean.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/07/istock_candydinner.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;">I feel like this:</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-BE3LUeLNik/SmfOmM3t00I/AAAAAAAAAF4/vZXotSqsQEk/s320/s.s._fat_guy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361481037093131074" /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;">When I eat like this:</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 440px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.bbcgoodfood.com/recipes/4267/images/4267_MEDIUM.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;">I feel like this:</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2238/2128525655_78204a9feb.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">(Yes, when I eat crappy food I feel like a man eating a sandwich in a boat.)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I actually have an <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;">eating disorder</span></b></span> (not the good kind), at least I feel that is the best way describe my love of food. Sometime I like to say that I am similar to a <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">guppy</span></span></b>, as in I don't know how to stop eating and I will continue unto death.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Clean living is something that I always strive for, a long-term goal if you will. </div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4839924056274812628-929518352606518692?l=www.nateswords.com' alt='' /></div>Natehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11622353071386858653Natelm@gmail.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839924056274812628.post-8265933070712194572009-07-19T03:01:00.000-07:002009-07-19T03:13:52.884-07:00Amazing talent is hard to find!<div style="text-align: left;">Hola!</div><div>It has been too long since my last post. I feel I have something that I need to get off my chest, figuratively of course. </div><div><br /></div><div>What I find so interesting, funny, and disturbing all at the same time; something that I feel is a real issue and has been afflicting me for too long, it is the lack of respect that the general public has for one who is recording video.</div><div><br /></div><div>I have these great videos that I am going to post, the quality is awful and the waitress did even bother to think that we might be in the middle of something of extreme importance. 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Just if you happened to be wondering.</div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-BE3LUeLNik/SmLxTs6aGvI/AAAAAAAAAFo/7U26EkqdrT8/s320/IMG00067.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360111827300260594" /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4839924056274812628-826593307071219457?l=www.nateswords.com' alt='' /></div>Natehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11622353071386858653Natelm@gmail.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839924056274812628.post-6772358216823265842009-06-28T22:20:00.001-07:002009-06-28T22:43:22.316-07:00Why does it have to be like that?I had the most insane experience of my life just the other day, I must share it with you! In all reality it was not all that insane, more or less just awkward on many levels.<br /><br />As you may or may not know, I go to bed early and rise early all in the name of fitness. One early morning (before 6 a.m.) I was finishing up my workout with some decline sit-ups with a 45 lb weight, really intense. An old man happened to be standing there watching me, well it seemed at the moment he was, I was not sure so I forgot about it. I continued doing sit-ups and he was still there, extremely uncomfortable right? Finally I put down my 45 lb weight and look up at him and said just like so, "Yes?" He quickly walked away and said nothing.<br /><br />The way I see it, if he wanted to stare at me that badly he could have just asked. I would have told him that he may but only from a distance. I always try to be as outspoken as possible but really I couldn't think of anything else to say to the man.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.askmen.com/sports/bodybuilding_200/232_fitness_tip.html">Check out this article </a>if you are an old man.<br /><br />Old men in the gymnasium are to put it nicely, disgusting, at least in the locker room that is. They have no regard for other people and don't see the need to cover up their junk. I don't have a fear of showering in the locker room, I do almost every day, the one thing I do not do is walk around completely naked; the old men have no shame and do walk around completely naked. When I am finished showering I promptly grab my towel and where that towel when I am shaving or brushing my teeth. Old men do not. Then I dress. I will even have a conversation amidst the aforementioned activities, I do not put my foot and the bench and talk about sports, the weather, and how hot the 180 degree sauna is, it's 180 degrees, we get it, the temperature is on the thermometer.<br /><br />Every gym should have 2 male locker rooms, one for anyone under 40, and another one that smells like old spice.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4839924056274812628-677235821682326584?l=www.nateswords.com' alt='' /></div>Natehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11622353071386858653Natelm@gmail.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839924056274812628.post-47423006690305852042009-06-23T21:13:00.001-07:002009-06-23T21:13:57.185-07:00Dead dead dead...My mobile blogging site is officially dead so don't go there... if you ever did?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4839924056274812628-4742300669030585204?l=www.nateswords.com' alt='' /></div>Natehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11622353071386858653Natelm@gmail.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839924056274812628.post-90837420770808367302009-06-23T10:53:00.001-07:002009-06-23T10:55:42.362-07:00Someone asked me something via Twitter!<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-BE3LUeLNik/SkEW3dh2OAI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/5ola6woxI1s/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350582974368069634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 365px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-BE3LUeLNik/SkEW3dh2OAI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/5ola6woxI1s/s400/untitled.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:black;"><span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';color:black;">Goals, goals, goals; I always seem to have many set for myself, both long term and short term. <?xml:namespace prefix = o /><o:p></o:p></span></span><div><div class="Section1"><br /><br /><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:black;"><span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';color:black;">Short term goals of mine include a promotion and continuing school in the fall. I know that continuing school may not seem like much of an accomplishment, but you must understand my distain for school and homework. I always love to learn new and interesting things but I don’t like the system that higher education has setup, where you are graded on homework. I hate homework, when I get home I don’t want to work I want to rest.</span></span><br /><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:black;"><span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';color:black;">Long term goals always include health and fitness, graduating, and more promotions. Also right now I plan on buying a house in the next two years at least that would be ideal. In ten years I see myself hopefully with my MBA and also I plan to have a positive net worth by the time I am 30. That does not sound difficult but really I would have to have my mortgage paid down 50% unless my homes value had gone up substantially plus my mountain of student loans would need to be considerably paid down. </span></span><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:black;"><span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';color:black;">Most of my goals revolve around my finances, mainly because the only way I am going to achieve anything is by being financially secure.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><br /><br /><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><o:p></o:p></span></p></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4839924056274812628-9083742077080836730?l=www.nateswords.com' alt='' /></div>Natehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11622353071386858653Natelm@gmail.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839924056274812628.post-66245323154069647232009-06-18T20:50:00.000-07:002009-06-18T21:10:39.894-07:00Questions? Comments?<div style="text-align: center;"><object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2600659d84c60edb" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2600659d84c60edb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1280193368%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D650BC7F951B6F5EB70F29C93BD14CCEFE70BCC6B.36BF8FAF292A15E95DE3448D69A2E3A11213C134%26key%3Dck1&iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2600659d84c60edb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DeyWXwJFkpueK12vNvVSsDQDuVh8&autoplay=0&ps=blogger"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2600659d84c60edb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1280193368%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D650BC7F951B6F5EB70F29C93BD14CCEFE70BCC6B.36BF8FAF292A15E95DE3448D69A2E3A11213C134%26key%3Dck1&iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2600659d84c60edb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DeyWXwJFkpueK12vNvVSsDQDuVh8&autoplay=0&ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /></object></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Please do what the man in the video commands!</span></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4839924056274812628-6624532315406964723?l=www.nateswords.com' alt='' /></div>Natehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11622353071386858653Natelm@gmail.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839924056274812628.post-85353906818013191562009-06-16T11:54:00.000-07:002009-06-16T13:12:40.838-07:00Can you really say that on T.V.?<a href="http://www.northeastern.edu/coopconnections/images/HOUSE_DRAWING.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px" alt="" src="http://www.northeastern.edu/coopconnections/images/HOUSE_DRAWING.jpg" border="0" /></a> The phrase mind over matter has been something that has enveloped my thoughts as of late; why? I do not really know, but when I ponder the phrase's meaning it helps me focus on my work out. Fitness is a huge part of my life, mainly because I used to be the size of the house and have since changed extraordinarily; diet and exercise have become a constant in order to maintain my 105 lb weight loss. Well I used to be 105 lighter now I have gained 35 lbs, I like to think that all 35 lbs are muscle. In fact I was trying to do a triathlon last summer but I inured my ankle so running has been a most painful experience for a while now.<br /><br />Recently I have embarked on a major life change! In my life change I have decided to alter my body, attitude, revaluate my friendships, and the different activities that I take part in as well. My goal date is my 21st birthday which is August 3rd of this year. (Mark your calendars!) When I say goal date I don't mean that I am unhappy with myself but rather I know that I can be better, this date is when I want to achieve a total reform!<br /><br />Feeling like one can always better themselves, I believe, is a good attitude. Meaning that one is always striving to accomplish something greater, people have not reached their accomplishments today being idle homebodies, rather people get out into the world and work to create their lives. Why doesn't everyone have this idea or philosophy? I am definitely slothful at times but when I am, guilt overwhelms me, though I may not always be motivated by said guilt.<br /><br />Everyone should set goals for their lives! Even if you never accomplish them don't be down on yourself but rather keep striving to attain your goals. That is my soap box, thanks for listening.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4839924056274812628-8535390681801319156?l=www.nateswords.com' alt='' /></div>Natehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11622353071386858653Natelm@gmail.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839924056274812628.post-20812670774625965632009-05-30T15:22:00.000-07:002009-07-23T21:44:48.123-07:00Advice Gratis<div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: -webkit-xxx-large; white-space: pre;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; "><object width="480" height="295"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n3FjmOOj1pk&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n3FjmOOj1pk&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"></embed></object></span><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: left;">Today is such an amazing day I feel that I had no choice but to capture it quickly edit it together via iMovie. I know there is not much in the way of substance in the video, and it is very raw so enjoy! All seven, and yes I counted seven girls at Starbucks were staring at me, my quasi-celebrity is getting very hard to deal with sometimes, especially when you are as sexy as myself (not conceded at all.) Attention is nice, but really every single person was staring at me, how awkward.<br /><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">So here are the bleachers that I used for running up and down, alot.</span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-BE3LUeLNik/SiGys0FYoGI/AAAAAAAAAEc/c4-1VT6e000/s1600-h/IMG_1739.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-BE3LUeLNik/SiGys0FYoGI/AAAAAAAAAEc/c4-1VT6e000/s200/IMG_1739.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341747116003336290" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">Here is my chin pre-workout...</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-BE3LUeLNik/SiGyxcy_bvI/AAAAAAAAAEk/zhNjNkM8dcs/s1600-h/IMG_1740.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-BE3LUeLNik/SiGyxcy_bvI/AAAAAAAAAEk/zhNjNkM8dcs/s200/IMG_1740.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341747195651518194" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">And here is my chin post-workout, amazing difference really.</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-BE3LUeLNik/SiGy2uK2oKI/AAAAAAAAAEs/JXqLPuCNye0/s1600-h/IMG_1742.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-BE3LUeLNik/SiGy2uK2oKI/AAAAAAAAAEs/JXqLPuCNye0/s200/IMG_1742.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341747286214353058" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">And here is the Iced Venti Green Tea sans classic and water. The perfect refreshment! Sad day though because I just finished it.</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-BE3LUeLNik/SiGz2IubfoI/AAAAAAAAAE0/XFrUJhXJkxU/s1600-h/IMG_1743.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-BE3LUeLNik/SiGz2IubfoI/AAAAAAAAAE0/XFrUJhXJkxU/s200/IMG_1743.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341748375674650242" border="0" /></a></div> </div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4839924056274812628-2081267077462596563?l=www.nateswords.com' alt='' /></div>Natehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11622353071386858653Natelm@gmail.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839924056274812628.post-58536643007787771132009-05-30T00:36:00.000-07:002009-05-30T00:45:24.671-07:00Identity Left (Really important infromation contained within)Short and sweet that is the name of this post! I recently just purchased my own domain name for my blog so instead of nateswords.blogspot.com my new address is nateswords.com. Of course you may still use the old address if that is how you prefer to receive your Nate fix.<br /><br />I plan on updating some features on my site such as adding a seperate mobile section and a seperate music section!<br />Also don't forget to look me up everywhere else, really if you wanted to you could stalk me pretty easy. In fact if you want my social security number just ask and if you seem trustworth enough I will let you have it, and all my debt.<br />Here ya go:<br /><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1581300022&ref=profile">Facebook</a><br /><a href="myspace.com/nathanmartin">MySpace</a><br /><a href="youtube.com/natelm06">Twitter</a><a href="youtube.com/natelm06"><br />YouTube</a><br /><br />Anyway everyone have a good weekend and stay tuned!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4839924056274812628-5853664300778777113?l=www.nateswords.com' alt='' /></div>Natehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11622353071386858653Natelm@gmail.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839924056274812628.post-77369640866489312202009-05-28T09:46:00.000-07:002009-05-28T13:44:53.519-07:00"An octegenarian in disguise," she said!<a href="http://images.publicradio.org/content/2007/04/17/20070417_aarpcard_18.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" alt="" src="http://images.publicradio.org/content/2007/04/17/20070417_aarpcard_18.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://images.publicradio.org/content/2007/04/17/20070417_aarpcard_18.jpg"></a>I am an old soul, I like to go to bed early and I like to think about my retirement. I cannot wait to get an AARP card, really who doesn't want things on the cheap? I know that I will not have a complaint when my AARP card gets me 1.56% of my Holiday Inn Express room at the spritely age of 65! I love to go to bed early mainly because I wake up early every weekday to go to the gym and try to get in shape. I just feel that going to bed at eight pm is better than staying up and watching TV mindlessly, at least with sleep I am doing good for my body. I receive much criticism for this practice, really I couldn't care less about my critics but I have to ask, what really is the benefit of staying up late on a weeknight unless you are being productive? Further still one could argue that even though you work tirelessly at night your performance will be hindered the next day due to a lack of sleep. I do know how to have a good time and stay up late so on the weekends of course I let loose stay up late and sleep in. Really I guess what I am trying to say is shut off the television put down the book and go to bed! I shoot for nine hours of sleep a night, which means I usually get seven or eight hours since I always seem behind on my nightly tasks. Try it and I promise you that you will have more time to enjoy life!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4839924056274812628-7736964086648931220?l=www.nateswords.com' alt='' /></div>Natehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11622353071386858653Natelm@gmail.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839924056274812628.post-22307075294652876672009-05-25T01:53:00.000-07:002009-05-25T21:15:10.243-07:00Do Not Attempt to Eat Frittas while Registering your New Domain Name<object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-41620182bc91b0f5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D41620182bc91b0f5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1280193368%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D78F6DBF10A2666CBCAD343660F647CBE43E0D425.2E0C34B0A17D15E868ADC966839CDC57940914EB%26key%3Dck1&iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D41620182bc91b0f5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DsPTlZs5nF52CZe4VP3bHMqW-kEU&autoplay=0&ps=blogger"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D41620182bc91b0f5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1280193368%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D78F6DBF10A2666CBCAD343660F647CBE43E0D425.2E0C34B0A17D15E868ADC966839CDC57940914EB%26key%3Dck1&iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D41620182bc91b0f5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DsPTlZs5nF52CZe4VP3bHMqW-kEU&autoplay=0&ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /></object><br />I will keep you all informed, thanks!<br /><br />Oh and <span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">POST SCRIPT</span>:</span><br />I am not being intolerant or unloving of people who are Christians and intolerant of other people's way of life, sorry if that is how is came across. I love everyone!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4839924056274812628-2230707529465287667?l=www.nateswords.com' alt='' /></div>Natehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11622353071386858653Natelm@gmail.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839924056274812628.post-34373728107458159822009-05-18T15:11:00.000-07:002009-05-22T16:53:38.353-07:00Profanity is a Way of Expressing Passion and Love<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-BE3LUeLNik/Shc6-GQyNDI/AAAAAAAAAD4/9k-RxtNByVQ/s1600-h/love.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338800721778324530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-BE3LUeLNik/Shc6-GQyNDI/AAAAAAAAAD4/9k-RxtNByVQ/s200/love.jpg" border="0" /></a> I am from Omak, I know that some people will be thinking, "Omak, what the f*** is that!" Well Omak is where I grew up, there is much history in that town for myself and some of it I love to re-live while other parts I would prefer to shun.<br />When people ask me, "Nate what was it like to grow up in such a small town?" I usually answer, "It was like growing up in a Gold Fish bowl, everyone knows your business even if you do it behind the sunken ship and bubbling treasure chest." Really the town was just large enough where you didn't quite know every single person but were acquainted with most of the residents. You always seemed to run into those people while buying hemorrhoid cream which brings up the awkward, "Hi! How are you? Good, how are you? Good (pause) well good to see you. Bye."<br /><br />I do need to add an addendum to my first paragraph since I just finished a tangent, I don't ever want to forget or change anything from my past, I may wish that I never had to go through certain experiences but it is those experiences that make me what I am, and so far I like that person.<br />To continue, in Omak I was deeply involved in a church body, active in ministry and leadership. Using the word "active" to describe my involvement probably is not the best word I would have to say, to be whole-heartedly engrossed in it would be more accurate I would say; I did enjoy almost every minute of my time though. Somewhere along the way of my involvement I really started to see a duty more than passion for the cause of Christ, and really the view was not just my own, everyone else involved seemed to think that it was my duty and made it known.<br /><br />Where I am going with is to say that even though I felt that I had a righteous duty to perform acts of ministry, really I was only trying to keep the status quo. After so much time and energy spent combined with the pressure of others be involved constantly it caused me to "fall away" one might say, but I would describe it as enlightenment. I see that Jesus gave us two commandments, to love God and love each other. I do both of those, I may not show my love for God through ministry and I may not even show my love to the same god that everyone else does. There is too much grey area in Christianity, who truly comprehends the Bible and can say definitively what the one true way is, I trust no man on this earth to tell me and only god (whoever that may be) to speak the truth.<br /><br />Who can describe what God is, or who can accurately say what his desires for man are; I trust that there is a god, but what he wants from us I do not know. I have a hard time listening to men in pulpits trying to tell me how my life should look for God and for now, God or god has not spoken to tell me that the way I do things is wrong. I respect my agnostic version of the almighty and I always strive to show respect and love to my fellow man. Everyone can say what they think is right or what they may know to be right but who has any credibility when you are the only person who knows the true intentions of your heart, whether or not you have salvation or have just put on a facade. I am just examining myself and I feel that where I am is right for me, I am not about determining an absolute.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4839924056274812628-3437372810745815982?l=www.nateswords.com' alt='' /></div>Natehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11622353071386858653Natelm@gmail.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839924056274812628.post-1309683580588027802009-05-14T13:31:00.000-07:002009-05-28T13:43:11.909-07:00Wrinkle free shirts make great companions for Lobsters.<a href="http://www.apparelpizzazz.com/9022d4e0.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 334px" alt="" src="http://www.apparelpizzazz.com/9022d4e0.jpg" border="0" /></a> I am a pretty flexible person when others need me, such as at work, school, and my friends--possibly I am too felxible because people do tend to try and take advantage of my good nature in some areas of my life, of course this is not all of the time and is not predominately true for the majority of my friends.<br /><br />Perhaps I should elaborate on my previous paragraph; the date is May 13th 2009 and the time is about 4:30 pm I am at work and just about to make my way in the managers office of my branch to ask a simple question about my upcoming schedule. On the way there I did get waylayed, only for a moment by a co-worker, we had a pleasant conversation. I strolled into her office she as always seemed thrilled to see me, as she should have been, I was only asking a simple question, to see if I could leave early the day before my scheduled vacation time at the end of this month. When asked she seemed puzzled, and was not informed that I had planned to take any time off (this is not my normal location, my actual supervisor had approved the vacation not her) but actually needed me to stay a few extra days that would totally squash any hopes of having my beloved time off. After I worked some of my magic and used my devilish good looks we had come to an agreeable compromise. I had had specific plans around this vacation time to go to lunch during my time off with a co-worker who had recently transferred, since we always work the same hours but do not have similiar lunches, this was not going to be possible. We were planning to go to the new Red Lobster that is opening on the 25th of May, we moved the date to next month, and this is why my vacation was so important.<br /><br />Some people may see flexibilty as having a personality to only please people so that I have no confrontational situations. I see it purely as the ability to be flexible to meet the needs of others, I would consider that to be selfless not a pleaser. I forbode you to look at me as a pushover, I do not let people walk all over me, if I see something that is intolerable I will always speak up and stand my ground.<br /><br />For sure the manager had no intention in taking advantage of my good nature, in fact she was quite the opposite and was extremely accomodating to my requests in order to reach a suitible compromise. I know that other friends of mine have no such intention either, at least in the beginning, when the time comes people to follow with plans or commitments and something else is easier or sounds more entertaining, that is when I become taken advantage of (not sexually of course.)<br /><br />All in all people will always have flaws and always those flaws will show through when tensions are the highest, situations are the toughest, and decisions are the hardest. I guess it is up to those flexible people in the world to balance everyone out.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4839924056274812628-130968358058802780?l=www.nateswords.com' alt='' /></div>Natehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11622353071386858653Natelm@gmail.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839924056274812628.post-68773136046547474892009-05-01T12:48:00.001-07:002009-05-28T13:43:00.285-07:00Intropspection and blue shoes...<a href="http://leisureguy.files.wordpress.com/2006/11/cute-shoes.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 353px" alt="" src="http://leisureguy.files.wordpress.com/2006/11/cute-shoes.jpg" border="0" /></a> An interesting thing happened to me last weekend; I would have written sooner but this took my by surprise.<br /><br />So let me set up the scene, Saturday evening, one of my best friends is set to come over around six pm, whom I have not seen in weeks. Six o’clock rolls around and sure enough she comes over, we talk, we laugh, just as we used to back in the day (three weeks ago). Somehow I upset her extremely, how, I do not know, but what I do know is that she is now not speaking to me.<br /><br />Let’s fast-forward now, to three hours later, another friend of mine is set to visit me. She comes over we talk, we laugh, just as we used to back in the day (8 months ago). This time I do not upset her, and decide that we need to go to Target, because who does not love Target!<br /><br />While we are shopping through the store, my thoughts are, “We are having such a jubilant time, I am glad that we were able to find time to spend together!” We leave Target (I think I should get ad-revenue from Target for this) and start to drive back to my home. The setting is dark, Saturday night, and traffic is manageable, somehow the topic changes and she lays a hard truth on me that I am critical, cynical, and far too sarcastic; it is not that she has not seen me for eight months due to lack of free time, it is that she has avoided me for eight months due to my criticality. The bomb was dropped! I have no idea what to say, she profusely apologizes as I tell her that she has done nothing wrong.<br /><br />This last week I have been very depressed—melancholy is more suitable I suppose, maybe a mix between the two. So much so anyway that I have sulked in the dark and drank an entire bottle of Pinot Grigio, admittedly not the most intelligent thing to do on any night before I must work the next morning, but I did. Talking this over with the greatest person in the world via Skype, Sarah (not Chuck Norris, though I wish.)<br /><br />Sarah is unfathomably incredible; she can be abrasive as she always speaks her mind, which is something that I admire to now end. Normally I am the same way, and I feel that is what got me into the debacle with my friends, as Sarah and I talked I realized that yeah I may be a critical person but if someone cannot take the truth than just maybe they are not my friends.<br /><br />I fully feel that I am done with being depressed, I have come to accept of myself that I am a person that says what I feel and speaks my mind, and I content if people can’t deal with what I am, who really needs friends anyway?<br /><br />I am feeling tremendously introspective and so my post is being cut off here in hopes that no one will get sick of me. I hope to post again soon, peace out everyone.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4839924056274812628-6877313604654747489?l=www.nateswords.com' alt='' /></div>Natehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11622353071386858653Natelm@gmail.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839924056274812628.post-1647932980520553762009-04-23T21:08:00.000-07:002009-04-23T21:27:00.635-07:00Beautiful music... only a mother could love!<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;">So I really like to write music and such, I don't really consider myself to be any sort of a musician, but it's something I enjoy. </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">I did compose this song below, I am working on lyrics for it and trying to finish up the progression. If it sounds a little unrehearsed and unfinished it is because that's exactly what this song is, I still don't know how the music is working out so the melody is shaky but I hope you enjoy and listen heartily.</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b9e1236210c8b184" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db9e1236210c8b184%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1280193368%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2712B10EF5BD44E23F4100BEF3E3A4AF6C595ED9.5EB4F2CAC245DD6BC0B4FCCA6C95C225779C8CCE%26key%3Dck1&iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db9e1236210c8b184%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3Df1me1iDwLdviGCEBIMit0qiL60w&autoplay=0&ps=blogger"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db9e1236210c8b184%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1280193368%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2712B10EF5BD44E23F4100BEF3E3A4AF6C595ED9.5EB4F2CAC245DD6BC0B4FCCA6C95C225779C8CCE%26key%3Dck1&iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db9e1236210c8b184%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3Df1me1iDwLdviGCEBIMit0qiL60w&autoplay=0&ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /></object><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Leave me some feed back if you have it, I don't care if you hate the damn song and just want to bash my head in with my own guitar, I know I want to because I am annoying.</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4839924056274812628-164793298052055376?l=www.nateswords.com' alt='' /></div>Natehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11622353071386858653Natelm@gmail.com1