<?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-7767185509851544247</id><updated>2011-11-24T12:16:55.211-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MY SCRIBBLE SCRABBLE</title><subtitle type='html'>...JUST MY THOUGHTS, OPINIONS AND VARIOUS EXPERIENCES...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myscribblescrabble.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767185509851544247/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myscribblescrabble.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Big Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09091551432115048058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ljdq8tT0i5k/TiJjNp20wxI/AAAAAAAAADc/UhNiA1XQQWA/s220/smpic2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767185509851544247.post-2476854231989119469</id><published>2011-11-24T11:43:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T12:16:55.218-05:00</updated><title type='text'>...The Holiday Flowers Blog...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5qb0lxjOJyk/Ts54M0rdFcI/AAAAAAAAAEw/qMwfEIX2rRA/s1600/...The%2BHoliday%2BFlowers%2BBlog...image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 309px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678608341855442370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5qb0lxjOJyk/Ts54M0rdFcI/AAAAAAAAAEw/qMwfEIX2rRA/s320/...The%2BHoliday%2BFlowers%2BBlog...image.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Holidays folks, I hope that everyone has a safe and joyous holiday! The holidays this year are bitter-sweet, because this is my first holiday without my grandparents. In 2010 my maternal GRANDFATHER died on Dec 17 and my maternal GRANDMOTHER died Dec 28; between those deaths, my paternal GRANDMOTHER died on Dec 24. You can only IMAGINE what the holidays were like for my family in 2010. I am thankful that I gave them their flowers while they were able to appreciate their beauty and fragrence. Just to get back into the swing of blogging, I wanted to send a shout out to my family, friends, associates and anyone who took a second out of their day to read this. I love you all and be THANKFUL beyond Nov. 24, 2011.

...I hope that you enjoyed your bouquet...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767185509851544247-2476854231989119469?l=myscribblescrabble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myscribblescrabble.blogspot.com/feeds/2476854231989119469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767185509851544247&amp;postID=2476854231989119469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767185509851544247/posts/default/2476854231989119469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767185509851544247/posts/default/2476854231989119469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myscribblescrabble.blogspot.com/2011/11/holiday-flowers-blog.html' title='...The Holiday Flowers Blog...'/><author><name>Big Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09091551432115048058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ljdq8tT0i5k/TiJjNp20wxI/AAAAAAAAADc/UhNiA1XQQWA/s220/smpic2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5qb0lxjOJyk/Ts54M0rdFcI/AAAAAAAAAEw/qMwfEIX2rRA/s72-c/...The%2BHoliday%2BFlowers%2BBlog...image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767185509851544247.post-9207522299890834335</id><published>2009-03-18T23:41:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T15:19:25.251-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Support Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1JHwvnRvq9Q/ScU9t9FqWXI/AAAAAAAAAC0/O6WXCdsQrzM/s1600-h/suppo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315722794882455922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1JHwvnRvq9Q/ScU9t9FqWXI/AAAAAAAAAC0/O6WXCdsQrzM/s320/suppo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I recently had a very meaningful conversation with a &lt;u&gt;meaningful&lt;/u&gt; person from South Northern Carogeorgiawaressouri (America's 79th state to be exact... just you wait and see). The conversation ranged from serious to playful... we discussed something that everyone can relate to= "Life Support". "Life Support" being the cast of people that you surround yourself with or support system. Our convo brought me to the realization that I should primarily focus on the people who are my "Life Support", because they are going 100% for me just like I am.

This blog was designed to show my appreciation.

I would like to give some special shoutouts to my personal "Life Support" People:

KT!! "My #7 Fan : ) "- You believed in your boy when most didn't, when others thought that all was lost. There is never a moment when I question your friendship. I feel that I am actually doing you an injustice by trying to assign words to your relevance (cliche-ish? maybe.... sincere? indubitably). &lt;u&gt;I appreciate you!!&lt;/u&gt; Love ya lady!!! :)

My brothers from another... MIDI, L. Noel, &amp;amp; Ntelli- Odd that my mother had one son, yours truly, but I manage to have 3 brothers...

G-Man!!!!- You may call him God, but we're homies like that so I call him G-Man. G-man made it all possible..... needless to say.... &lt;u&gt;thank you!!&lt;/u&gt;

...if I forgot you, do something about it... get it?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767185509851544247-9207522299890834335?l=myscribblescrabble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myscribblescrabble.blogspot.com/feeds/9207522299890834335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767185509851544247&amp;postID=9207522299890834335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767185509851544247/posts/default/9207522299890834335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767185509851544247/posts/default/9207522299890834335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myscribblescrabble.blogspot.com/2009/03/life-support-blog.html' title='Life Support Blog'/><author><name>Big Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09091551432115048058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ljdq8tT0i5k/TiJjNp20wxI/AAAAAAAAADc/UhNiA1XQQWA/s220/smpic2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1JHwvnRvq9Q/ScU9t9FqWXI/AAAAAAAAAC0/O6WXCdsQrzM/s72-c/suppo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767185509851544247.post-8472202323746208449</id><published>2009-01-03T17:51:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T05:12:16.383-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Musing Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1JHwvnRvq9Q/SWR_92uyJtI/AAAAAAAAACg/0M9ZtyEMo2g/s1600-h/sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288492563080292050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 287px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1JHwvnRvq9Q/SWR_92uyJtI/AAAAAAAAACg/0M9ZtyEMo2g/s320/sunset.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Life, I wonder...


&lt;div&gt;There is only one guarantee in life: You only get one. Life consists of a plethora of joys, sorrows, highlights, lowlights, successes, failures... the list is abundant. Life is as good or as bad as you make of it. You must learn about life's balances as you grow in this world in which we live. Timing is crucial during your life; it's all about the "Know when.." "Know when" to be aggressive/passive... "Know when" to be strict/lenient... "Know when" to be upbeat/calm... "Know when" to be loud/ silent... etc etc... Life is also similar to an obstacle course; many deterrents appear as it takes it's course. Despite all of the deterrents, you must get you "triathlon on" and conquer each and every hinrance, ultimately learning from them.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Honestly, I do not know where I was headed with this blog... just typing what comes to mind about life, I guess!&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;...I don't know...&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;R.I.P. Big Melvin&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Hey Melvin remember that time when we playing around at the apt off of Rosewood? And it was all fun and games until you FOLDED ME UP!!!! The wife came and fixed me up and gave me CANDY!!! I really didn't like you for a couple of hours, or at least until my arm felt better.....haha!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Remember when you, Lil Melvin, and I were on the proch and we saw that snake? I had to kill it before the wife made it home?! Haha.... for what ever odd reason, I hated chicken fingers for a while after I killed that serprent!! LOL!!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Your memories live on cuz!!! I'm glad that I "gave you your flowers while you could smell them"&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;I miss you already.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767185509851544247-8472202323746208449?l=myscribblescrabble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myscribblescrabble.blogspot.com/feeds/8472202323746208449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767185509851544247&amp;postID=8472202323746208449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767185509851544247/posts/default/8472202323746208449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767185509851544247/posts/default/8472202323746208449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myscribblescrabble.blogspot.com/2009/01/musing-blog.html' title='Musing Blog'/><author><name>Big Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09091551432115048058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ljdq8tT0i5k/TiJjNp20wxI/AAAAAAAAADc/UhNiA1XQQWA/s220/smpic2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1JHwvnRvq9Q/SWR_92uyJtI/AAAAAAAAACg/0M9ZtyEMo2g/s72-c/sunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767185509851544247.post-3693509916318693671</id><published>2009-01-01T11:15:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T21:57:01.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bye Bye 08 Blog...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1JHwvnRvq9Q/SVz3UyFDgqI/AAAAAAAAACY/zk-iKXdLbFM/s1600-h/jon.shades.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286371999038538402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1JHwvnRvq9Q/SVz3UyFDgqI/AAAAAAAAACY/zk-iKXdLbFM/s320/jon.shades.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;First and foremost, I'd like to say that New Years baby, directly above these words, is the coolest that I have seen IN MY LIFE!!!!!! Now..... shall we begin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two Thousand and Eight.... all 367, yes... ALL 367, days were cool. You're probably asking yourself, "Is the Crown Royal that Jonathan consumed on New Year's Eve &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;prom ting&lt;/span&gt; him to add another day to the year?" Well the answer is yes and no; the Crown from the previous night aided me in remembering that '08 was a Leap Year (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ie&lt;/span&gt; 29 days in February). I digress no more... 2008 was a great year, I must admit! The previous year taught me that you are ultimately as good as your effort. 2008 bared the fruit of civil rights leaders of the past labor's; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;consequently&lt;/span&gt;, Barack Obama.... I mean really, need I say more? 2008 sent my cousin E to Kuwait, this was not necessarily a highlight of my year, but I know she had to do what she had to do. So E, I love you and I can't wait to see you!!! I witnessed my Amigo do his thing in the Big Bad Beat Battle; this was a highlight, because it was another resume builder for his drive to "producer greatness"! I never told you this Amigo, but your work ethic towards your craft influenced me in my pursuit of this degree! TOUGHER THAN LEATHER AMIGO!!! While I am speaking on music.... a big "WHAT UP?" is in order to my big little brother Rob!!! I'm expecting big things from you this year too, your music is quality &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;fam&lt;/span&gt;..... sincerely! I'd like to give another special shout out to my mother's mom! She exemplifies "in sickness and in health" like no other; that's why you are my "G-Unit" (Grandma Unit).... love you!!!! Academically I would like to show my appreciation to all of my professors for their positive reinforcement, it really means a lot! It's funny, when you hint at my intelligence I always feel that there is much more for me to do to gain that "intelligent" title. I would also like to express to my professor's that the knowledge that I acquire under your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;guidance&lt;/span&gt; is a reflection of your skill in "professing"! None-the-less, I am constantly working to prove all of your reference letters &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;accurate&lt;/span&gt; and appropriate! I did not leave 2008 with everything that I wanted, but time will afford me with other opportunities for those &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;miscellaneous&lt;/span&gt; things!! Oh yeah....shouts outs to FP!!! You already know cousin!!! Last, but not least, the homie Leon.... congrats on the engagement homie, I'm proud of you!! I wish you and "Cuzo" the best!! Oh yeah, we gave "Cuzo" and her sister the business on the dance floor (unfortunately they will never admit it)!!! I mean really..... who can mess with the "Kid-N-Play" dance?! Exactly! We brought in '09 the right way!! HAHA!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shout outs:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To the coolest God-sons in LIFE: BJ, Christian, and Kaleb!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's up Brewer's?! I love and appreciate ya'll!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.... man, just shout outs to every body in the world!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still I stand... I'm back off to work....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767185509851544247-3693509916318693671?l=myscribblescrabble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myscribblescrabble.blogspot.com/feeds/3693509916318693671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767185509851544247&amp;postID=3693509916318693671' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767185509851544247/posts/default/3693509916318693671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767185509851544247/posts/default/3693509916318693671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myscribblescrabble.blogspot.com/2009/01/bye-bye-08-blog.html' title='The Bye Bye 08 Blog...'/><author><name>Big Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09091551432115048058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ljdq8tT0i5k/TiJjNp20wxI/AAAAAAAAADc/UhNiA1XQQWA/s220/smpic2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1JHwvnRvq9Q/SVz3UyFDgqI/AAAAAAAAACY/zk-iKXdLbFM/s72-c/jon.shades.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767185509851544247.post-5808560370753205996</id><published>2008-08-25T23:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T00:25:39.673-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ice Portis Blog</title><content type='html'>Just waking up in the morning gotta thank God...

I proceed to the gym and do my daily exercise, 26 must feel good, because I was a beast on the treadmill and the elliptical machine. I left the gym and showered up, got clean and looking good for class etc, etc... All of my classes were cool. I attempted to get out of them by informing each of my professors that it was my "Born Date", each of those attempts failed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;miserably&lt;/span&gt;. Later on that day I dropped in on my dad's friends house, his mother had passed that previous &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;, I had to show love and support. Just because it was my b-day did not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;specifically&lt;/span&gt; mean that everything was all about me, ya dig? After that stop I had to swing through my Aunt Ruth's house, we share the same birthday too. Unfortunately she wasn't home, so I left her card on her bed. Last, but not least, I stopped by my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;homie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;D'Arryl's&lt;/span&gt; house, because his birthday is on the 25&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; too. We bugged out a minute, I played with my Godson, and we had a couple shots of Cognac -&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;smooooooooooooth&lt;/span&gt;-! After my adult beverage cooled off and a game of Madden, I made my way to the house to call it a night. All that I can say is "It feels good to be here!!!!"

....I gotta say it was a good day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767185509851544247-5808560370753205996?l=myscribblescrabble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myscribblescrabble.blogspot.com/feeds/5808560370753205996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767185509851544247&amp;postID=5808560370753205996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767185509851544247/posts/default/5808560370753205996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767185509851544247/posts/default/5808560370753205996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myscribblescrabble.blogspot.com/2008/08/ice-portis-blog.html' title='The Ice Portis Blog'/><author><name>Big Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09091551432115048058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ljdq8tT0i5k/TiJjNp20wxI/AAAAAAAAADc/UhNiA1XQQWA/s220/smpic2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767185509851544247.post-945563772727844783</id><published>2008-04-19T00:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T00:51:16.358-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Random ISH Blog</title><content type='html'>As you can see I'm in the blogging mood, so I figured that I'd take advantage of it while I'm in this mood (never know when it'll hit again...... enjoy.....

Why Benedict College make a mountain out of a mole?  I can't wait for the Jordan Packages that will be released in May and June!  School is almost over for the semester, 3.33, can't complain about that.   Got my government tax return the other day (*insert ballin' jumpshot here*).  My Godson BJ is growing, the higher we raise the rim, the more baskets he makes, lil dude is talented.  Have you tried Minute Maid's Pomegrantite Lemon (it's quite addictive- I'm actually drinking some now, while I'm typing)?  Celtics-Lakers Final?  I think that a mosquito caught me on the neck while I was cutting the grass today.  I miss my cousin E already..... be safe over there in Kuwait.  Hey E, bring me back some 87 Unleaded Gas for the Ram, thanks in advance!  I think that I will buy Reasonable Doubt for the fourth and FINAL time tomorrow.  That's it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767185509851544247-945563772727844783?l=myscribblescrabble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myscribblescrabble.blogspot.com/feeds/945563772727844783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767185509851544247&amp;postID=945563772727844783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767185509851544247/posts/default/945563772727844783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767185509851544247/posts/default/945563772727844783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myscribblescrabble.blogspot.com/2008/04/random-ish-blog.html' title='The Random ISH Blog'/><author><name>Big Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09091551432115048058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ljdq8tT0i5k/TiJjNp20wxI/AAAAAAAAADc/UhNiA1XQQWA/s220/smpic2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767185509851544247.post-5620621895998603765</id><published>2008-04-19T00:09:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T01:00:03.134-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Investment Blog</title><content type='html'>This Blog was just a regular blog; however, the few people who managed to read my Cultural Diversity Blog suggested that I write more poetry, well here ya go...... enjoy.....

Investment not referring to financial gain/
Investment, listen, it's simplistically plain/
Open your eyes and ears and listen when cued/
Invest in me and I'll invest in you/


Seems like I give more than I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;receive/&lt;/span&gt;
Others are interested in my best, I want to believe /
I'm certain that this statement isn't always true /
Invest in me and I'll invest in you /


Tired of bending over backwards, for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;various&lt;/span&gt; favors /
When I am taken for granted for random labors /
I won't short change, I'll pay all that's due /
Invest in me and I'll invest in you /


I'm still that same &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt;' laid back dude/
Lately I've approached people with a different attitude /
If you're still confused, listen for the clue /
Invest in me and I'll invest in you /



Whether friend, foe, or family and kin/
I'm only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;reciprocating&lt;/span&gt; the love that you send /
Treat me however, but remember when you do/
Invest in me and I'll invest in you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767185509851544247-5620621895998603765?l=myscribblescrabble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myscribblescrabble.blogspot.com/feeds/5620621895998603765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767185509851544247&amp;postID=5620621895998603765' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767185509851544247/posts/default/5620621895998603765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767185509851544247/posts/default/5620621895998603765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myscribblescrabble.blogspot.com/2008/04/investment-blog.html' title='The Investment Blog'/><author><name>Big Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09091551432115048058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ljdq8tT0i5k/TiJjNp20wxI/AAAAAAAAADc/UhNiA1XQQWA/s220/smpic2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767185509851544247.post-2874799119081651262</id><published>2008-02-10T18:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T18:53:40.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cultural Diversity Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1JHwvnRvq9Q/R6-M_JIrLrI/AAAAAAAAABc/uA21GBHklmo/s1600-h/writer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165502314029199026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1JHwvnRvq9Q/R6-M_JIrLrI/AAAAAAAAABc/uA21GBHklmo/s320/writer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;What's good all?! This blog is basically a recent class assignment, that was given to me roughly a week ago. I thought that it was dope so I figured that I'd share it with you. Initially my professor gave the class some instructions, we we're told to write 1 sentence starting with "I am"; however, there were some restrictions to our sentence. I thought that I was "beating the system" and wrote "I am me.", my sentence did comply with all of her restrictions. The following class our professor read a poem with the same "I am" format, we were instructed to do the same, and here is what I wrote.......&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am origianlly from Hopkins, SC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am going to tell you that's outside of Cola if you ask "Where that be?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am a son, brother, cousin, and nephew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am also a God-Dad, friend, and associate to few&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am a former football player, now just a fan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am a shoe lover, partial to the Jordan Brand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am a student pursuing a degree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am telling Dr. Carmen again that I am only me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am a fan of music, I can't live without it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am planning on doing my homework later, but I doubt it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am a cool dude, take time to know me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am not bragging, just doing what Carman told me&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After that it seemed as my peers dug a little deeper for the "I am" assignment, so our professor allowed us to take the poems home a revise them. Here is my revision.....&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am admitting… after listening to my classmates submissions/
I am glad to have a chance to alter my “I Am” rendition/
I am many adjectives, and I be a lot of verbs/
I am brief in that description, just to save a few words/
I am still from 29061, or Hopkins, SC/
I am hoping you looked it up, so I don’t have to say “where it be”/
I am Jonathan, Big Jon, J all depends on where I know you from/
I am pretty nice in Madden, lemme know if you want some/
I am going to make a change in my career of choice/
I am going to be heard, I will share my voice/
I am a former football player, high school and BC/
I am a little salty that football ended prematurely/
I am large in stature, with a heart that is the same/
I am a “momma’s boy” that may never change/
I am not where I want to be, but I’m still paying dues/
I am aware that success is certain, I will not loose/
I am a Jordan fan, we should be just alike/
I am always wearing Jordan’s, sometimes, just a clean pair of Nik’s/
I am a fan of music, no restrictions on the type/
I am not a poet, but I do blog when I wanna write/
I am respectful, but I request it in return/
I am one of the coolest guys in the room, take time and learn/
I am a college dropout, that has a changed outlook on things/
I am now aware of that mistake and the stress that it brings/
I am a son, brother, “Amigo”, cousin, and a nephew/
I am a God-Dad, homie, friend and associate to few/
I am repeating that I am a cool dude, take time and you’ll see/
I am still telling Dr. Carman that I am still just me/
I am this I am that when push comes to shoveI am answer “e)” on your test, all the above&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Basically, this assignment was to help us learn a little about or classmates and to show us, the future educators of America, that there will be people from all walks of life seated before us in our classrooms. Good job Dr. Carmen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767185509851544247-2874799119081651262?l=myscribblescrabble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myscribblescrabble.blogspot.com/feeds/2874799119081651262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767185509851544247&amp;postID=2874799119081651262' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767185509851544247/posts/default/2874799119081651262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767185509851544247/posts/default/2874799119081651262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myscribblescrabble.blogspot.com/2008/02/cultural-diversity-blog.html' title='The Cultural Diversity Blog'/><author><name>Big Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09091551432115048058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ljdq8tT0i5k/TiJjNp20wxI/AAAAAAAAADc/UhNiA1XQQWA/s220/smpic2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1JHwvnRvq9Q/R6-M_JIrLrI/AAAAAAAAABc/uA21GBHklmo/s72-c/writer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767185509851544247.post-9045952112416656027</id><published>2008-01-21T14:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T17:55:01.155-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Transition Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1JHwvnRvq9Q/R5T_nTUcZoI/AAAAAAAAABU/6opTnuFq_EU/s1600-h/Transition+Blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158028523912062594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1JHwvnRvq9Q/R5T_nTUcZoI/AAAAAAAAABU/6opTnuFq_EU/s320/Transition+Blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Long time no blog, but hey, what are you going to do..... take my "blogger's license"? This blog is 21 days overdue, but alas, it has arrived. Better late than never, right? Hopefully everyone is settled in for 2008. As for resolutions, I don't make those, but if you do that's cool. I mean let's think about it for a moment- we're all adults and we are well aware of the things that we need to do to better ourselves. Just do it! As far as 2007 is concerned, I feel that I left that year older and wiser. Physically, I lost a cousin to a car accident in May, but the funny things is, through his death I found out the role that I played in his life. It's crazy how a funeral can teach you so much about a person, even if you are around them often enough to claim that you "know" them. Through his death I also realized that God balances things out; consequently, another boy was born into that branch of my family around Thanksgiving. The 4th quarter of 2007 taught me a lot too, I learned not to take various daily tasks and situations for granted, basically I learned to appreciate the smallest of things that occur in my life. The 4th quarter of 2007 also taught me to be patient in my actions. Long story short- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;time off&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; afforded me the opportunity to learn and to construct strategies for 2008. 2008 will introduce an improved, more productive me to the world. I entered 2008 humbled and excited about the vast possibilities that exist beyond the horizon. The transition is apparent........&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Happy (Belated) New Year!&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;-Jon&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;P.S.- Special shout outs are in order to those that support me unconditionally, through my ups and my downs. I don't have to name drop, because you should know who you are, right? LOL! Sincerely, much love to you all. I'm off to work.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767185509851544247-9045952112416656027?l=myscribblescrabble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myscribblescrabble.blogspot.com/feeds/9045952112416656027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767185509851544247&amp;postID=9045952112416656027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767185509851544247/posts/default/9045952112416656027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767185509851544247/posts/default/9045952112416656027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myscribblescrabble.blogspot.com/2008/01/transition-blog.html' title='The Transition Blog'/><author><name>Big Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09091551432115048058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ljdq8tT0i5k/TiJjNp20wxI/AAAAAAAAADc/UhNiA1XQQWA/s220/smpic2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1JHwvnRvq9Q/R5T_nTUcZoI/AAAAAAAAABU/6opTnuFq_EU/s72-c/Transition+Blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767185509851544247.post-7680194396931222888</id><published>2007-11-28T16:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T13:31:40.177-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Football Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1JHwvnRvq9Q/R03kT_fCaDI/AAAAAAAAABI/LV3RSYpqLMw/s1600-h/sean.tribute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138013782009866290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1JHwvnRvq9Q/R03kT_fCaDI/AAAAAAAAABI/LV3RSYpqLMw/s320/sean.tribute.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Glad to see Ocho back! Can anybody cover 85? Why were the Eagles, of all teams, the only team to give the Pats a run for there money? Simeon Rice..... what's the matter? How 'bout them Cowboys?!?!?! What's up to every offensive linemean in the league (&lt;u&gt;THIS IS YOUR FACE TIME&lt;/u&gt;)!!!! Why did the injury bug have to hit my Panthers QB's, from the top of the depth chart to the bottom of it? Doesn't look like the Colts will repeat if their injuries don't heal up? LT and Warrick Dunn both surpassed the 10,000 rushing yards mark.... congratulations! Is it me, or is Jason Campbell going to be a great QB..... he is poised all of the time. Ricky Wiliams had a "boo-boo" the other night. Am I the only fan missing Mike Vick? Rex Grossman, you suck! Joshua Cribb's return ability should lift the Browns into a Wild Card game. Why did that kicker kick the ball to Hester the other day? What's up to every LR alumni doing their thing in the League! I'm sure that I am not the only person who thinks that Sean Taylor would have made it to "The Hall" after his career.........&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Sean Taylor will be missed...... Respect, RIP Sean Taylor April 1, 1983- November 27, 2007&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;RIP Dr. Robert Cade, the creator of Gatorade. September 27,1927- November 27, 2007 &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;From a former football player: You made a good drink! Thank you!&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767185509851544247-7680194396931222888?l=myscribblescrabble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myscribblescrabble.blogspot.com/feeds/7680194396931222888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767185509851544247&amp;postID=7680194396931222888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767185509851544247/posts/default/7680194396931222888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767185509851544247/posts/default/7680194396931222888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myscribblescrabble.blogspot.com/2007/11/football-blog.html' title='Football Blog'/><author><name>Big Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09091551432115048058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ljdq8tT0i5k/TiJjNp20wxI/AAAAAAAAADc/UhNiA1XQQWA/s220/smpic2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1JHwvnRvq9Q/R03kT_fCaDI/AAAAAAAAABI/LV3RSYpqLMw/s72-c/sean.tribute.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767185509851544247.post-3874243709160175009</id><published>2007-11-28T14:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T13:50:54.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The "Road Trip" Blog.... starring Big Jon as the Sardine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JHwvnRvq9Q/R03IuPfCaCI/AAAAAAAAABA/Tp7hV2GZ6is/s1600-h/caliber.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137983446655854626" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JHwvnRvq9Q/R03IuPfCaCI/AAAAAAAAABA/Tp7hV2GZ6is/s320/caliber.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;

&lt;p align="justify"&gt;It all started on a recent Saturday night, my sister and I were just chilling
watching the Carolina/Clemson game at the crib. We get hungry in the
middle of the first quarter, so we take a look in the fridge. We open the
fridge, only to find some cole slaw, an endless supply of condiments, and some
milk; my sister and I then sit back and analyze the situation, then proceed to
weigh our options. We get nowhere with that..... eventually, that "I have a
good idea" light bulb appears above my head. Little sis notices it and
says, "Good idea, huh?". I reply, "What better to go with a bunch of cole
slaw..... HOT DOGS!"..... immediately following that light bulb, a brighter
light bulb suddenly appears (or at least it appeared to be brighter at the
time). I figure that I'll drive her car....... *reasons- 1.) I've never
been in her car since she got it 2.) She's got satellite
radio 3.) SHE'S GOT SATELLITE RADIO -reasons* ......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;

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&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quick Disclaimer:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;I drive my truck everywhere..... PERIOD! (I see nothing but gangsta's up in here! RAM Squad- That's for you MIDI!)&lt;/li&gt;

&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm a BIG MAN, yeah..... BIG MAN, hear that ladies? It's some good cuddling and what not going on over here, TEDDY BEAR STATUS! *wink wink*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shameless plug............ CHECK!!!!!!
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So I get in the car, which was a squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeze...... and I'm thinking this is gonna suck! But I'm still optimistic at this point, because she has SATELLITE RADIO...... YAY! Now that I'm in the car, it is pretty roomy and a decent fit (for strictly "around the corner" missions that is).... I turn the radio on, and it is on the Holy Holy Holy channel, you already know that I'm trying to find some HIP-HOP! Now I don't have any clue as to where or how to locate my station of interest, so I just turned to "45"..... which was Shade45, fortunately.... now I'm good, or am I? So I'm chill for now, off to Food Lion, progress! I roll up in the Food Lion parking lot, I say to myself, "Self... there is no need to take the close park considering that a million people are in this parking lot when I pull up.", go figure. So I get a park that is out of the public's eye..... time to squeeze outta this Caliber. As I am exiting the car my right elbow lays on the horn for a good "3 Mississipi's", me being as cool as I am,  I "chuck a deuce" in the direction of a "homie" on the other side of the parking lot..... that went well. I make my purchase and I am now headed back to the sardine can that my sister calls a car. Just so happens that there is a car FULL of people parked where? Yep, right by me, *sigh*.... think quick, I start to pat my pocket like I left my keys in the store, I look back up and the car's reverse lights are on, they are leaving!!!! So I do a quick Houdini, and squeeze back into the car and head to the crib! I made it! As soon as I made it back, I was sure to throw her car keys at her and say, "NEVER AGAIN!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lesson:&lt;/u&gt; Satellite radio isn't all that it's cracked up to be! Sometimes you just need to burn you own gas, regardless if you're blocked in or not.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;To my sister:&lt;/u&gt; My Dodge is better than yours! Your whip sucks, seriously(yet sincerely)...oh yeah, love you too!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;PS- Those hot dogs were banging!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767185509851544247-3874243709160175009?l=myscribblescrabble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myscribblescrabble.blogspot.com/feeds/3874243709160175009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767185509851544247&amp;postID=3874243709160175009' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767185509851544247/posts/default/3874243709160175009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767185509851544247/posts/default/3874243709160175009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myscribblescrabble.blogspot.com/2007/11/road-trip-blog-starring-big-jon-as.html' title='The &quot;Road Trip&quot; Blog.... starring Big Jon as the Sardine'/><author><name>Big Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09091551432115048058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ljdq8tT0i5k/TiJjNp20wxI/AAAAAAAAADc/UhNiA1XQQWA/s220/smpic2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JHwvnRvq9Q/R03IuPfCaCI/AAAAAAAAABA/Tp7hV2GZ6is/s72-c/caliber.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767185509851544247.post-4091324946890389526</id><published>2007-11-22T23:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T13:04:53.665-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Daddy Dearest Blog.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1JHwvnRvq9Q/R0ZeXGyXpxI/AAAAAAAAAA0/9N_HuPXzx4Y/s1600-h/daddydearestblog.pic"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135896176114509586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1JHwvnRvq9Q/R0ZeXGyXpxI/AAAAAAAAAA0/9N_HuPXzx4Y/s320/daddydearestblog.pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;What's good world?! With Thanksgiving drawing to an end, I felt the urge to write this blog about a recent series of events this past week. My Dad is a funny guy, our relationship ranges from hot to cold or is anywhere in between...... but it's definitely all love! Cooking is a bond that my Pops and I share, we usually cook every Sunday. Generally I clean and season the meat while he preps the grill or other cooking devices that we need. This past Sunday, Nov 18, he asked me to run to the store and pick up a couple of yard birds (chicken), so we could put them in the rotisserie. I was like.... "cool I'll go in an hour"..... that hour lasted 4 hours and some change, because I set my alarm for 11:30pm as opposed to am. So I woke up to the Panthers game, I knew I was late.... the thing is, the aroma of the house was that of a rotisseried chicken..... so I chilled and was like cool! I didn't eat with the fam that Sunday, because the Cowboys game was real serious at that point...... after the Cowboys beat the Redskins I felt the need for dinner. My Mom was chilling at the table when I sat down to eat and she informed me that my Dad was UPSET with me. I already knew that he was HOT because I didn't get those birds for him, so I responded "I don't know why, he wakes me up any other time that I am asleep when he really wants something! So what was so different about today?! Hmmmm?". So this guy is all upset with me for like two days, guess it didn't help that I was telling him how good the chicken from Sunday tasted! I mean really, that was some good "Barn Yard Pimp"! Back to Tues..... my Dad had to stop being mad at me for a sec because he needed me to help him load up his truck for the Pre-Thanksgiving get together, so I helped him out, judging by his actions and tone he was still mad. So Wednesday arrives and we all are having a ball, suddenly my Dad makes a mad dash for the bathroom. He came through in a rush.... no speaking no nothing! Roughly 20 minutes passes and he calls my uncle's house and asked to speak to my Momma..... I'm all loud in the background "WHY IS HE CALLING FROM OUTSIDE?"...... little did I know, this guy is doing a buck-10 in the fast lane southbound on 77! So I ask my Mom what's up ....and she gave me the look saying "Daddy had to go...... HAD TO GO!". I proceeded to laugh, then I told her that I would be home later after the "air" calmed down. I make it home and this guy is stretched out on the bed wearing nothing but a blank stare and his draws! He was telling me the "I thought that I wasn't going to make it to the bathroom story"........ and I laughed! I also took the initiative to let him know that the house was STANK and he should have sprayed! Even though this guy was throwing a "mute bitch-fit" in my direction, I still got him some Imodium A-D, H2O and Ginger Ale. Jon to the rescue! He was up and kicking in no time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK people..... we all have good days and bad days with our loved ones.... sometimes you'll agree, other times you'll agree to disagree.... take the good with the bad, because at the end of the day they'll be right there when you need them to be! I love my Pops and his variety pack of mood swings and I am THANKFUL for him! Happy Thanksgiving people! Peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Daddy.... if you some how manage to read this.... it's all in good fun....love ya man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RIP: To every under garment that Daddy was wearing "pre-explosion" November 21, 2007.... you'll be missed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Soundtrack to my Dad's day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ($7.99 at a retailer near you):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Poppa Norris: The Doo Doo Brown Experience&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Crooked Booty (Dungeon Family-Even In Darkness)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Come On Down (De La Soul feat. Flava Flav- Grind Date)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kick In the Door (The Notorious B.I.G.- Life After Death Disc 1)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Boo Boo'n (Devin the Dude- Devin the Dude)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Get Loose (TI feat. Nelly- Urban Legend)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Xplosion (Outkast feat. B-Real- Stankonia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just About Over (Goodie Mob- Still Standing)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wipe Me Down (Foxx feat Lil' Boosie and Webbie- Trill Fam's Survival of the Fittest)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hurt Me Soul (Lupe Fiasco- Lupe Fiasco's Food and Liquor)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We Made It (Ghostface Killah- Supreme Clientele)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS Again....... Daddy &lt;u&gt;IT'S ALL IN GOOD FUN!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767185509851544247-4091324946890389526?l=myscribblescrabble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myscribblescrabble.blogspot.com/feeds/4091324946890389526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767185509851544247&amp;postID=4091324946890389526' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767185509851544247/posts/default/4091324946890389526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767185509851544247/posts/default/4091324946890389526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myscribblescrabble.blogspot.com/2007/11/daddy-dearest-blog.html' title='The Daddy Dearest Blog.....'/><author><name>Big Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09091551432115048058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ljdq8tT0i5k/TiJjNp20wxI/AAAAAAAAADc/UhNiA1XQQWA/s220/smpic2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1JHwvnRvq9Q/R0ZeXGyXpxI/AAAAAAAAAA0/9N_HuPXzx4Y/s72-c/daddydearestblog.pic' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767185509851544247.post-5598783562453899095</id><published>2007-11-20T20:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T20:43:38.479-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big Bad Jordan Rant.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1JHwvnRvq9Q/R0OPQmyXpwI/AAAAAAAAAAs/EcYrSzkE7Tk/s1600-h/179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135105515584988930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1JHwvnRvq9Q/R0OPQmyXpwI/AAAAAAAAAAs/EcYrSzkE7Tk/s320/179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;What's good people? Those that know me personally are well aware that 23 days 9 hours and 45minutes out of the week Jordan's are on my feet...... yes you read correct and I quote "23 days, 9 hours and 45 minutes out of the week" end quote. Authentic Jordan's that is.... you know, the ones that are sold from an authorized retailer and they also come with receipts..... yeah, those. Counterfeit J's have flocked to the soles of many, and the "counterfeit consumer" boasts as if the product is genuine! Who sells these people these outlandish dreams? If you know that dude.... tell him that I said he sucks! A majority of the counterfeit consumers swear "on everything that I love yo" that they are official..... better be glad that no one takes ya'll up on that offer homeboys! I must admit, in the midst of all of this ranting that some of those counterfeit color combinations are kinda fly, but they still suck as a whole! You guys thought you had a friend, huh? Sure wish that I had some Chicken Lo Mien right about now....... but, I digress..... bootlegging is big business and it will not stop on the account of my fusing. Oh well, I addressed it in my own little way! I am well aware that this doesn't rank up there with "World Peace" and all; however, it was on my mind the moment I decided to post a new blog. All-in-all.... I guess that imitation is the price that you pay for being hot, huh?! &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah, all of those shoes in that pic are indeed mine and AUTHENTIC!! &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;To those who support counterfeits:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Do you! Just keep that D-League stuff over yonder...... we're NBA status over here!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;To the "authentic connoisseurs" and all other various hobby collectors:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Whether you collect bottle caps or collect dust, keep your hobby alive! A big "What up?!" goes out to you!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Related Quote:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Take that monkey s**t off, you embarassin' us!" -Pimp C&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Shout outs:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The Amigo- MIDI Marc ("Dunk Ryder"), The Homie- Leon "My First Name is My Last Name Backwards" Noel ("Jordan Junkie"), The Lil' Homie slash Godson- BJ "I Got Game" Noel ("Jordan Junkie"), The Kicker- Bryan "Booter" Simon("Jordan Junkie"), The Lyricist- Bobby aka "Ntelligence" (yet another "Jordan Junkie"), The BC Tigress- Miss Shaia ("Jordan Junkie"), The Army Guy- Damon "And1" Wilkerson (basketball shoe junkie..... period!) and last, but not least.... any authentic Shoe Connoisseurs or Hobby Collectors that have read this blog.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Peace all..... ya'll come back now..... yuh hear?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767185509851544247-5598783562453899095?l=myscribblescrabble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myscribblescrabble.blogspot.com/feeds/5598783562453899095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767185509851544247&amp;postID=5598783562453899095' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767185509851544247/posts/default/5598783562453899095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767185509851544247/posts/default/5598783562453899095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myscribblescrabble.blogspot.com/2007/11/jordans_20.html' title='The Big Bad Jordan Rant.....'/><author><name>Big Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09091551432115048058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ljdq8tT0i5k/TiJjNp20wxI/AAAAAAAAADc/UhNiA1XQQWA/s220/smpic2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1JHwvnRvq9Q/R0OPQmyXpwI/AAAAAAAAAAs/EcYrSzkE7Tk/s72-c/179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767185509851544247.post-2550163924689342029</id><published>2007-11-18T10:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T19:24:55.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Initially....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;What's up world?  My name is Jon Norris, I'm from that good ol' 29061, better known as Hopkins, USA. Basically, I created this blogspot to convert some of my thought and opinions into writing.  A little about me.... I like riding in my truck with the windows down in the summer months and I hate ice in my milk.  Hopefully you can learn and laugh from my experineces, and I appreciate you checking my "spot" out!  Now that I have covered all of the basics..... enjoy my random thoughts, opinions, and various experiences!  Peace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767185509851544247-2550163924689342029?l=myscribblescrabble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myscribblescrabble.blogspot.com/feeds/2550163924689342029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767185509851544247&amp;postID=2550163924689342029' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767185509851544247/posts/default/2550163924689342029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767185509851544247/posts/default/2550163924689342029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myscribblescrabble.blogspot.com/2007/11/initially.html' title='Initially....'/><author><name>Big Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09091551432115048058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ljdq8tT0i5k/TiJjNp20wxI/AAAAAAAAADc/UhNiA1XQQWA/s220/smpic2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
