<?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-2245328948998640516</id><updated>2012-02-15T23:15:26.445-08:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome to Dale</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-4006293920904902217</id><published>2010-03-05T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T21:19:40.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new poem</title><content type='html'>tick by tick life drifts on&lt;br /&gt;like soggy dift-wood under salt sea moons&lt;br /&gt;not step by step, but second by second&lt;br /&gt;struggling to overcome each minute, hour, and noon,&lt;br /&gt;as half the day dehydrates my thirsty spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hard pressed, kept by the tick tock&lt;br /&gt;captive, strangled, gripped by hands&lt;br /&gt;in constant motion, while commanding in their orbit&lt;br /&gt;yet they tempt starved imaginations&lt;br /&gt;out from doubt prisons and towards a rising purple sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to an end, but to a vital, stunning moment&lt;br /&gt;when time begins to petrify &lt;br /&gt;despite the movement of its keepers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-4006293920904902217?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/4006293920904902217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=4006293920904902217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/4006293920904902217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/4006293920904902217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-poem.html' title='new poem'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-160800971229565549</id><published>2010-02-06T22:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T22:47:26.278-08:00</updated><title type='text'>time?</title><content type='html'>Ok so I figure you realize this is my deeper thoughts area. Check this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been talking about time and gyre and blah blah blah its a wierd theory of the world, and I heard someone say how blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A christian believes time has a starting point and an end...and I said...yes....but NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will blow your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Christian might need to understand time as two things. Physical time...and God time...physical time would be like from the start of the earth til whenever it ends. BUT the crazy part is A christian also has to grasp God's time. As crazy as the idea is, God has always existed. I am frustrated I have no answer as to how his existance is possible, but I will never deny the fact. God destroys the idea of time. He has always existed. He runs on a drasticly different time than I do. He is so holy, and so powerful, even days and minutes do not contain him. Maybe He has no frame of History.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think C.S Lewis may have suggested every moment is present to God, past present and future all converge for him....if that wasnt Lewis I just heard it in a bible class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just some thoughts. Time is totally crazy. I love that some how God seems to burst the time frame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-160800971229565549?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/160800971229565549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=160800971229565549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/160800971229565549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/160800971229565549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2010/02/time.html' title='time?'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-8638846718147632674</id><published>2010-02-02T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T22:12:55.539-08:00</updated><title type='text'>poem</title><content type='html'>this is a test poem. its built upon a sort of anadiplosis...which means the last word is used in the start of te next sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in this case the 4th line ends with a word and then starts with the word that osunds the same with a different meaning (homophone). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont ask how I thought of it I was in class. My brain goes into every strange corner of trying to write in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its kinda modern. its got a hint of meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the man&lt;br /&gt;the creature creeping on earths crust&lt;br /&gt;to love and feed and do both in one&lt;br /&gt;at once to serve, but now to prey&lt;br /&gt;and pray to me not God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am part soul,&lt;br /&gt;the shapeless speaking internal source&lt;br /&gt;where guilt and joy and wisdom throne&lt;br /&gt;and throw emotion in youth's veins&lt;br /&gt;where vain courage grows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am part flesh,&lt;br /&gt;skin and bones that bear my blood and strength&lt;br /&gt;in war and love by fool and saint&lt;br /&gt;protecting my organs from external strife&lt;br /&gt;and striving to live forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dale&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-8638846718147632674?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/8638846718147632674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=8638846718147632674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/8638846718147632674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/8638846718147632674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2010/02/poem.html' title='poem'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-5592225883047352220</id><published>2010-01-22T22:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T23:38:58.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Earth, evil, and frustrations.</title><content type='html'>this first post in a while is kind of conflicting in me still. I put the idea on my blog list on Wednesday I think. Bear with me while I do some deep thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a Christian requires some sense of trust in god's universal power over nature as his creation. After observing the Haiti disaster this week, I wondered how we, as Christians, respond. Why do natural disasters obliterate entire countries. &lt;br /&gt;      The worst part about Haiti was the second aftershock quake following the first one. The second quake came along to add one more stab wound to the almost lifeless corpse of Haiti. How do I respond to this terror as a follower of God. &lt;br /&gt;    First, I am broken. I have seen hard life, but my life has never been hard. To watch the poorest country become more poor is painful when I watch from my three basses, amplifier, xbox 360, or car. I feel like I could be saving a life with the food I throw away. Worrying about what my job will be after college seems hypocritical while I see people who have never worked falling even lower in the food chain of life. &lt;br /&gt;    Second, after my heart breaks, I try to be thankful for each minute I have. The least I can do is remember how good life is since God for some reason decided to put me here in America and not in Haiti. &lt;br /&gt;    Third, I try to find a way to make a difference from here.Two thrsdays ago Sanctuary managed to get almost $900 in cash donations nto to mention anyone else who texted in to the number we put up. Lipscomb also collected what looked like a crap ton of money which was exciting. If people are poor and need supplies, we can sure give a ton of money. &lt;br /&gt;    In a world which seems, at times, to be a naturalists world, what does a Christian do. If the best survive the worst disaster, what role does God play? If we believe God is in control of the entire universe, did He send the earthquakes in Haiti? &lt;br /&gt;    The only answer I can offer is the reality of the fallen world we live in. God did create the world. He has the power to control what he created, but we do not live in a perfect world. &lt;br /&gt;    The Bible talks about helping the poor and the weak, I doubt God would drop a huge "screw you" on such a poor country. I have no doubt the earthquakes are a result of the natural world. A world which fell and suffered punishment with Adam at the time of the first sin. &lt;br /&gt;    I wish I could find a better answer as to why God allowed us to live in a sometimes naturalists world, but I know His will is beyond my wildest dreams&lt;br /&gt;    On a good note, I have seen God work to heal sick, supply needs, and ordain movements. God is still listening, even if the world seems to be in chaos. Even the Bible points to the world going a little crazy before the perfect order of Christ is restored. Until His return, I will do my best to rely on his will. All I see is evidence of a world at war between good and evil. I will never understand why things happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-5592225883047352220?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/5592225883047352220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=5592225883047352220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/5592225883047352220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/5592225883047352220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2010/01/earth-evil-and-frustrations.html' title='Earth, evil, and frustrations.'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-2931160931091703362</id><published>2009-09-20T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T20:59:41.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is my prayer in the desert.</title><content type='html'>Today has been sucky and I am O.K with that. I remember the days I was hurting and in pain and I remember praising God, and now I have not looked to him even in the harvest. But i remember he promised so many people in the old testament he would be faithful to his promises. I trust in that. I see now that things fail because God is neglected. I am the kind of person who will fail without God. I will live in darkness but the Lord will be my life and my light. It doesnt matter where I go seeking joy, only God provides the joy I seek. I have tasted deeply his love and nothing else comes close. I have every reason and more to give thanks to God. Over all today has just been a slap in my face saying wake up Dale I love you and you havent taken the blessings ive given you for granted but you have taken the fact they are form me for granted and the joy I give you and you will not be fully fufiled by my blessings if you do not learn to be my vessel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywho this is all very good molding god will be doing in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dale&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-2931160931091703362?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/2931160931091703362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=2931160931091703362' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/2931160931091703362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/2931160931091703362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-is-my-prayer-in-desert.html' title='This is my prayer in the desert.'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-5174327362007536399</id><published>2009-03-27T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T23:03:33.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nostalgia or not</title><content type='html'>Looking back on all my life can be hectic. Sooooo much tiem has gone by...I trust I didnt waste all o it. One night, a very wise young man told me to take every moment captive and redeem every minute I lived. I started taking that seriously while my dad was passing. I challenge you to live every moment realizing a moment to live, is a moment worth something. Especially when you have every moment to love, live, and most importantly praise God with your actions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought maybe not accurate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not always compare the present with the past goodness. NOTE- good is kind of subject to what you believe in this case. Making the most of the present takes what tools you have in the present, not the opportunities you had in the past. I hope that makes sense. it does to me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have really enjoyed almost every moment this week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for your time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-5174327362007536399?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/5174327362007536399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=5174327362007536399' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/5174327362007536399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/5174327362007536399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2009/03/nostalgia-or-not.html' title='nostalgia or not'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-1036146651463846646</id><published>2009-03-26T17:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T17:03:38.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>today</title><content type='html'>it only takes one song to turn your perspective around :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-1036146651463846646?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/1036146651463846646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=1036146651463846646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/1036146651463846646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/1036146651463846646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2009/03/today.html' title='today'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-7973211093536749352</id><published>2009-03-23T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T21:20:45.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>soccer memories</title><content type='html'>lets recount my magical moments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first...with my dad :) USA v Morocco &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. with my dad again...USA was it like the under 21 ya playing Honduras maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. O how can i even describe it other than England vs USA...holy crap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. soon to be USA vs Trinidad and Tobago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think those are all my experiences with USA international teams. I am so satisfied with my life...so much&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-7973211093536749352?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/7973211093536749352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=7973211093536749352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/7973211093536749352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/7973211093536749352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2009/03/soccer-memories.html' title='soccer memories'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-1241476320422645063</id><published>2009-03-21T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T22:04:11.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>football</title><content type='html'>Fulham triumphs over Manchester United...sorry man U....you fail 2-0 and im happy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-1241476320422645063?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-1945132657989157530</id><published>2009-03-16T23:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T23:59:21.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my beard dies tomorrow</title><content type='html'>facial hair is so irritating&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-1945132657989157530?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/1945132657989157530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=1945132657989157530' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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stuff</title><content type='html'>so this week...especially today...has been so freaking legit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love all my friends who had me bowling like a pro...half a pro...1/3 of a pro tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not going to lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am going to brag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won the first game...and I was feeling good about coming back the second game. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally thought I had lost at the end too then my score popped up and I was ahead and had a frame to go! WHATS UP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention this week has been great. :) yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you like what I like you should buy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oblivion for 360&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cursive- Momma I'm Swollen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NFG- Not Without a Fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i have to replenish my bank account&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-3940921583442048525?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/3940921583442048525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=3940921583442048525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/3940921583442048525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/3940921583442048525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2009/03/todaythis-weekgood-stuff.html' title='today...this week...good stuff'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-7120938551227068468</id><published>2009-03-08T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T23:55:39.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i think its march?</title><content type='html'>I am just sitting watching sky sports news highlights and info...pretty sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say today has turned out excellent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dale&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-7120938551227068468?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/7120938551227068468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=7120938551227068468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/7120938551227068468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/7120938551227068468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-think-its-march.html' title='i think its march?'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-2159129574277730642</id><published>2009-03-07T08:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T09:06:56.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>whats up?</title><content type='html'>good to see you all. I just looked at my counter and saw all the game boy games sitting there. I had a dream i was working at HM and they had used gameboys in this random box for like two bks and I got one...maybe I need to get one so I can throw down some pokemon with a few friends. That game changed my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to let you know. I have a lot of road to walk. A lot of things I want to accomplish. Ive had a lot going on...but things are awesome. I miss my dad so much, I dream he is with me at night, and get pissed when I wake up. Talk about a bummer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super stoked &lt;br /&gt;Dale&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-2159129574277730642?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/2159129574277730642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=2159129574277730642' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/2159129574277730642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/2159129574277730642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2009/03/whats-up.html' title='whats up?'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-1388500618572842160</id><published>2009-03-01T09:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T09:46:50.029-08:00</updated><title type='text'>since wednesday</title><content type='html'>thank you all for the love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still here just dont want to blog yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dale&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-1388500618572842160?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/1388500618572842160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=1388500618572842160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/1388500618572842160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/1388500618572842160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2009/03/since-wednesday.html' title='since wednesday'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-7968175069757628414</id><published>2009-02-24T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T21:30:32.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In God I trust</title><content type='html'>Tonight I have been looking for some firm hope and truth...there is only one place that really can offer that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 55&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beginning at verse 16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I call to God &lt;br /&gt;and the Lord will sve me.&lt;br /&gt;Evening and morning and at noon I utter my complain and moan and he hears my voice.&lt;br /&gt;He redeems my soul in safety form the battle that I wage, for many arrayed against me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 56&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starting at verse 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must perform my vows to you, O God; I will render thanks offerings to you.&lt;br /&gt;For you have DELIVERED MY SOUL FROM DEATH, yes, my feet from falling, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;that I may walk before you God in the light of life&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once I actually sat down opened my Bible and found something encouraging on the first try haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also I have verses people listed in the front of my Bible..idk if all the SR class got the same verses from the youth staff but thank you Nathan Oates for this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nahum 1:7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord is good, a stronghold in the day of trouble; He knows those who take refuge in Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also found this poem...simple but very applicable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When the trees are dying,&lt;br /&gt;and the are leaves no longer green,&lt;br /&gt;a vivacious fire will ignite,&lt;br /&gt;but prove to be revivng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the forest is in ahses,&lt;br /&gt;as a phoenix has ignited,&lt;br /&gt;a new, abundant life begins,&lt;br /&gt;as the temporary pain passes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;none the less thrice came on while i was doing this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"all of our trails will be as milestones on the way"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-7968175069757628414?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/7968175069757628414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=7968175069757628414' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/7968175069757628414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/7968175069757628414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-god-i-trust.html' title='In God I trust'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-3872549874263355563</id><published>2009-02-23T18:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T20:04:11.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i guess ill update you</title><content type='html'>Hey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well things are not super awesome in the Lipscomb house honestly. Dad is just struggling, just freaking struggling. I am sort of forcing myself to talk about it because I dont want to, but at the same time I know I need to not just shut myself off haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been long, after the turn with my pops this weekend, and the personal struggle of being sick, and then my own personal questions to God about what to do about school and work and so much stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literally every morning I am waking up asking god to give us all strength and to help us die to ourselves in each moment. Honestly God has definitely taught me a lot about dying each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy is not going to school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still real thankful for everything God continues to do. Some nights are tough yo. Anyways, just keep praying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-3872549874263355563?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/3872549874263355563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=3872549874263355563' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/3872549874263355563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/3872549874263355563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-guess-ill-update-you.html' title='i guess ill update you'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-4767979453871809071</id><published>2009-02-22T23:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T23:29:41.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tonight</title><content type='html'>here are some thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF to most of this weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you God, thank You for taking care of me, thank You for giving me more than I ever deserved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting tired, physically. Everything is starting to take a toll on my body, I could hardly stay awake at work tonight. I am just so tired I cant get over being sick...i still have a stopped up ear and a sore throat and stuffy nose. I mean I cant complain though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dante forgot the first and most brutal level of Hell for a christian...hell on earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fourth thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chains be broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lives be saved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i mention im tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night whoever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-4767979453871809071?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/4767979453871809071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=4767979453871809071' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/4767979453871809071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/4767979453871809071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2009/02/tonight.html' title='tonight'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-4630647385067521201</id><published>2009-02-21T20:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T20:48:42.278-08:00</updated><title type='text'>not how i thought this weekend would be</title><content type='html'>let me begin by saying I am having a hard time staying on top of my school work. Not a good thing, I need to do better. Just really hard to stay focused. I think I would have done better but I got totally thrown off by the whole food poisoning getting sick whatever that was fiasco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STORY of the WEEK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to do some recording last night at the barn...of course when I get there im feeling like CRAP and I throw up...like i mean THROW UP. I have never hurled so hard in my life man...it was disgusting I had not digested anyhitng since breakfast so i saw my whole lunch for sure and maybe some dinner....so i figure I can drive since I throw up I should be feeling better... FALSE by the time I get to brads to drop him off I cant focus with my eyes and im freezing and my body is getting super tingly somewhat going numby like...I was about to pass out...so i get out and make it up into brads bed...I sit for a while...ts about an hour after I had first thrown up...I get sick again...cept this time there is no food...there is nothing left in me from the first hurl....so it hurts like crazy man.....and then another hour later the same thigns happens...i wake up at like one and just painfully throw up nothing/ biley nastiness...not cool man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was nice though..just chilllllleddddd that was awesome dude..just talked and chilled...tomorrow I am going to have to work my anus off...and I have to work 5 30 til close....holy balls its gona be tough...but I am gona do it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a weekend for someone to forget their phone charger D: haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dale&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-4630647385067521201?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/4630647385067521201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=4630647385067521201' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/4630647385067521201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/4630647385067521201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2009/02/not-how-i-thought-this-weekend-would-be.html' title='not how i thought this weekend would be'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-7883794695838872401</id><published>2009-02-19T22:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T23:12:08.098-08:00</updated><title type='text'>heart</title><content type='html'>Dear readers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to start my blog like that.&lt;br /&gt;I am currently in bed...winding down from work. I had a good night for several reasons. I am truly blessed. I have some good friends here at lipscomb. I think some very good things are to come. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My throat is still hurting some. I think some how I wounded it or took too much medicine (almost certain I did that...) because I still wake up clearing my thoat to a little dried blood...this morning was the worst its been, I blew my nose and there was some there too..and some of it was like...fresh...i know that is disgusting but...maybe I should be concerned hahaha we will see what happens I think it is because ive been so drained and the medicine has dried me up...for over a week...blah...ill drink lots of water...water helps everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways I saw coraline last night with a very very very good amazing friend...it was great fun, and ran around town today with the same friend...party.... I can honestly say today was good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had good talks too :D&lt;br /&gt;Lets just hope I didnt sound like an idiot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dale Allen Lipscomb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-7883794695838872401?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/7883794695838872401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=7883794695838872401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/7883794695838872401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/7883794695838872401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2009/02/heart.html' title='heart'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-4058566063149261302</id><published>2009-02-17T17:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T19:26:06.145-08:00</updated><title type='text'>by popular demand</title><content type='html'>haha it has been a while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was at a winter retreat this weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and before that I was having way too much fun watching soccer games and family guy staying away from campus as long as I could and spending splendid time at home &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently I am eating awesome pita chips and drinking a cool smoothie...i have a 200 word paper to write tonight... WHAT A JOKE right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways retreat was amazing, so much truth was thrown at the students, and me personally. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am procrastinating, I have no desire to do shcool work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just thinking about how my dad is doing and how crazy life is, and that it can end so fast on earth, but go on forever in heaven...ahhh insane and kind of freaky...not somehting I like to think about so I am gona try and move on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;growl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow should be awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess I should head out and work on this paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for my family, God is already blessing us so much&lt;br /&gt;Dale&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-4058566063149261302?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/4058566063149261302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=4058566063149261302' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/4058566063149261302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/4058566063149261302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2009/02/by-popular-demand.html' title='by popular demand'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-3130555212784038361</id><published>2009-02-08T22:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T22:38:34.601-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tonight was cool</title><content type='html'>well   my family left town this morning, but my aunt came into town. This morning I went to the Peoples church and saw my friends. I will be helping lead a small gorup at winter retreat this weekend. Winter retreat is a big deal to me. Last year I went as a sr and was surrounded by people who understood what I was going thorugh as my father had just started facing cancer. Ironic that this time last year we were battling the same sickness we are now. I am thankful for this year though. I am looking forward to this trip a lot. some of my best friends came to visit my home and my family today. We discussed things. My family has been wondering what God's definition of crushed was...he says we will be pressed but not crushed or whatever...I had a short struggle with that. I realized that we arent crushed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crushed is when you are alone in the whole universe...just existing...you create everything and then everthing turns against you and you are forced to wipe them out with floods...so on...and in the end oyu have to sacrifice your own flesh and blood son...not just son...the thing that is part of the trinity, just to show the people that you love them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant remember what I was wathcing but....a had a thought this week...o lord it was actually from Dragonball Z&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehting about someones life being a hell, and even if they ran from it that life would be hell as well....anyways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that it applies to anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just made me think about how hell...is bad hahaha no im kidding i just thought about how hell was the bottom...and once your there, you wont get out. You have nothing to lose but you can no longer gain anything. The difference for someone who is going to heaven is that, because of the hope of christ, in a sense we should be willing to give everythign up, and have nothign left to lose, but we have everyhting to gain, just not in this life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for now, because I dont want to wear you out.&lt;br /&gt;Dale&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-3130555212784038361?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/3130555212784038361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=3130555212784038361' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/3130555212784038361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/3130555212784038361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2009/02/tonight-was-cool.html' title='tonight was cool'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-1547544451684749833</id><published>2009-02-07T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T20:49:57.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey</title><content type='html'>hey everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im currently watching ghostown. I like it. I also have watched alot of dragonballz man.....anyways keep you posted&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-1547544451684749833?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/1547544451684749833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=1547544451684749833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/1547544451684749833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/1547544451684749833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2009/02/hey.html' title='hey'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-4247823506853683910</id><published>2009-02-05T09:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T09:53:55.798-08:00</updated><title type='text'>good morning</title><content type='html'>hey, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far this morning I have gone to sleep at 3 am, slept like a rock, gone to the hospital to hang with my parents, gone to donut den for me and my mom, had a hilarious conversation about how the donut den employees must love their job....now im back at vandy just chillin out...working on stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking out the window at how pretty the outside is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see ya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-4247823506853683910?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/4247823506853683910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=4247823506853683910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/4247823506853683910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/4247823506853683910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2009/02/good-morning.html' title='good morning'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-6304292396628125179</id><published>2009-02-04T23:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T23:44:22.691-08:00</updated><title type='text'>in this life</title><content type='html'>so tonight was great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know our small gorup was supposed to be canceled but we ended up doing it anyways. I am blessed beyond what I deserve...always...i dont understand it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a great discussion about moral law in c.s lewis class today...seriously amazing man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nazi v crusades&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;absolute truth v moral relativism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dude it was a dream come true for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the thorn in my side&lt;br /&gt;has crippled my lungs&lt;br /&gt;punctured my veins&lt;br /&gt;and left me undone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the things that I hate&lt;br /&gt;devour my life&lt;br /&gt;and all that I love&lt;br /&gt;has fled in the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ghosts of my past&lt;br /&gt;still live to avenge&lt;br /&gt;my corrupted ways&lt;br /&gt;and haunt what I made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hope will sustain me&lt;br /&gt;hope like a sunrise&lt;br /&gt;hope is a son rising&lt;br /&gt;I see the sun rise "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some poet i know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for reading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dale&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-6304292396628125179?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/6304292396628125179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=6304292396628125179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/6304292396628125179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/6304292396628125179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-this-life.html' title='in this life'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-3088371470975004792</id><published>2009-02-03T23:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T00:06:24.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fight to close my eyes</title><content type='html'>well im freaking tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night I went to a show at the anchor...party on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here are my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im the real metal guy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont cut my hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hardly brush my hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since when is getting your hair cut and straightened (as a male women are fine) is metal :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i mean i love all those kids at the shows, i do, i just have fun poking fun at them, I mean I used to be like that...if you recall a certain boy who wanted to dye his hair black and part is perfect and blow dried it so it wouldnt flip out...ya....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha so good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favorite thing to do is watch people hardcore dance...there a few dudes who were LEGIT about moshing in there...infact i saw college age guys get in there and look serious instead of standing doing the most annoying dance which i call the chicken walker....its awful...jog leaning forward and flap their arms like the chicken dance...anyways there is also always one dude...God save him....who has never been in a pit before and he like hops around and punchs waist hey....the point is not to hit a punching bag...its to maul the life of everything in your way...but see in nashville it is to maul the life of the span of air directly infront of you...thats why all the people one the side of the pit put up the ULTIMATE DEFENSE (ya brad i think you like that if you read this) and let the "dancers" know you are there...some kid hit me and apologized...i was like...i wouldnt have apologized..i mean....i just assume it is at your own risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt get involved in the friendship headbang and...well...i think that made me a bad person down inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i loved it though it was a lot of fun I love rock and freaking roll and metal and hardcore crap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to shred so bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have several shredder songs...i want to record them...hospitals and stuff make for some brutal songs haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was gona say some stuff about it but i cant remember it...my brain is musch.....as you can see i just spelled it musch hahaha i meant mush...moosh...smoosh....koosh....5 chapters of c s lewis in a very short period of time and a lot of work at work tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should go now try and sleep&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-3088371470975004792?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/3088371470975004792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=3088371470975004792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/3088371470975004792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/3088371470975004792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2009/02/fight-to-close-my-eyes.html' title='fight to close my eyes'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-7398341503756024982</id><published>2009-02-01T23:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T23:52:18.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pretty personal</title><content type='html'>I think that if I didnt know the hope of Christ my life would look like this right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing about this should be beautiful or poetic lets just be honest there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes I feel like you are already gone.&lt;br /&gt;even when your body stops your spirit is hell bent on staying.&lt;br /&gt;I hate this parking garage.&lt;br /&gt;I know it will be full,&lt;br /&gt;I know it will be painful.&lt;br /&gt;im not there, but you still see me.&lt;br /&gt;what did i say when i wasnt there?&lt;br /&gt;am I an illusion?&lt;br /&gt;when Im there am I real?&lt;br /&gt;and they say "in time, things heal"&lt;br /&gt;what if nothing helps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I can answer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you love me, you know the real me.&lt;br /&gt;im not the only one in this building who is tired.&lt;br /&gt;this garage is full of cars, and the people need to be loved.&lt;br /&gt;God is in the room, always in the room.&lt;br /&gt;you probably saw me everywhere, even when the medicine didnt screw with you,&lt;br /&gt;because you love me&lt;br /&gt;death isnt dieing when the best part of life is in the afterlife.&lt;br /&gt;You are here, and I love you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess thats the most personal I have been. I dont say any of this because im troubled, or sad, or want to be cool, or want to make an impression. This is just the reality man. I am actually doing great. I am the happiest I remember being. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I hope you know I love you and there is more to life than what the world gives us. I have known the world, and it gave me wounds on top of existing wounds. Hope is hard when some one is pointing barrel is between your eyes, but that doesnt mean there is no hope, and that doesnt make bad things God's fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear people ask why bad things happen to us. I also hear people say we should be asking why good things happen to s bad people. I say, why do things happen in the first place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad things happen to us because the world is not perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good thing happen to us because everything can be redeemed...its the story of Christ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah blhah blah dale we are tired of all your jesus talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats fine by me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gona try and sleep&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-7398341503756024982?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/7398341503756024982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=7398341503756024982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/7398341503756024982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/7398341503756024982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2009/02/pretty-personal.html' title='pretty personal'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-8790711399478692380</id><published>2009-01-31T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T17:35:40.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wow</title><content type='html'>i just watched an interesting interview with slipknot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a band that knows exactly what they are doing...and a lot of people judge them...but they know what they are doing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard pretty normal and interesting stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It would have been much easier for me if I was never born...for me the pain is where the art comes from"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My God doesnt need a church or &amp;^%$$ Eucharist, all Ive ever had was music"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they talk about hwo there are palces they dont want to go when they are writing...dealing with the feelings. thats what every writer does...thats what everyone does...deal with the crap. Everyone just deals with crap different. They talk about the masks and everything they do being the parts of them they would have never wanted anyone to see...its crazy man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess when you do not know how to deal with this life you do crazy stuff. This is art to them...I think its art to...the art of metal hahaha its the musical form of dadaism or cubism and stuff like that. I hate the visual art forms of those but for some reason i freaking love it in music. to an extent I guess. I found myself relating to them in the interview, but I found myself loving them because they were honest and they need it. interesting right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I care what you do and why you do it, but your actions wont stop me from supporting you and spending time with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-8790711399478692380?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/8790711399478692380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=8790711399478692380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/8790711399478692380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/8790711399478692380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2009/01/wow.html' title='wow'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-7657298974439033529</id><published>2009-01-29T15:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T15:56:34.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SYI9divnPiI/AAAAAAAAABQ/GFX2qxxRd6E/s1600-h/Photo+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SYI9divnPiI/AAAAAAAAABQ/GFX2qxxRd6E/s320/Photo+4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296863689493134882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finished fight club today...i think i spent a total of 4 hours reading that book, thats good timing for me. maybe 5...not too many though....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I was staring blankly at my bookshelf looking for somehtign I have not read that would keep my interest...you know how it is...you want the perfect book to read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when you are addicted to reading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you need the mind expanding, yet numbing feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have to find the perfect book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh all the feelings i had when I found this rare find and special book are still dancing around in me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me help you understand &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in London&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking for the infamous perfect book...no, i dont want something I can get in America...no, I do not want something mediocre.... sadly some people got to the first edition Tolkiens and te copy of the Talisman before me....anywas back to my story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we hit all the top notch nice book stores on that one street...I dont recall the name...the palce wheere crazy boy wanted cigarettes and told johnny he was gona get shot by a gang for wearing a bandanna.....I had a tiny bit of luck....I found a 1st edition of Miracles by C.S Lewis....I do not think it was the first printing but it was still a half decent nice copy and I am just  huge fan so I figured lets get a c.s lewis because it would be meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I had found a great book, I still needed that one book that would mean so much to me. We enter a normal book store and head downstairs to the used book basement...basically anythign used gets tossed down ther..I MEAN ANYTHING....we found a book that was over one hundred pounds (money) down in there for like 10....it was insane. I had a good feelign about this blasted forsaken...musty...dusty....moldy....kind of damp basement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways this story is boring....basically I found this book by first glance...totally unexpected...I saw a little blue book with a gold Q on the front...dude I swear my heart jumped a million houses when I saw the Q because I instantly knew it was Sir Arthur Quiller-Couch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to not scream, I didnt want anyone to know I had found this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"On the Art of Reading" by Sir Arthur Quiller Couch&lt;br /&gt;Cambridge 1939...first printed in 1920&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....wow...im giddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent read it yet.i started today...i swear all the joy I had when I found the book came back when I pulled it out off the shelf and looked at the Q on the front....wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also found an autobiography of G.K Chesterton in that basement....thats somethign you wont find a nice copy of here in the states....wow man wow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-7657298974439033529?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/7657298974439033529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=7657298974439033529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/7657298974439033529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/7657298974439033529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2009/01/today.html' title='today'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SYI9divnPiI/AAAAAAAAABQ/GFX2qxxRd6E/s72-c/Photo+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-6015641061042604863</id><published>2009-01-27T22:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T22:57:10.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>please, do not be like me</title><content type='html'>So here's what some of you think,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dale Lipscomb, good guy....he wouldnt do anyhitng dumb..&gt;FALSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe this wasnt dumb...I like tea a lot..I like pipes...is it possible to smoke tea leaves...well duh of course it is...and I did...it was interesting...i was like hmm i got osme decent loose leaf here it probably wont hurt me...so it took a while to lite good but I got it haha and well it was strong...im not going to use earl gray in my pipe...maybe something different haha im curious....it wasnt the worst...it was interesting...i wondered if it would buzz or anyhitng...not really...i felt it for like a split second but...i tried to see if it would buzz more if i inhaled...that was pretty dumb...ya that made me almost throw up...all in all thats it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is a dinrk you should have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for a grande cup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 pumps cai 2 pmps melon (sadly melon is discontinued but we have a bottle still) and 1 pump rasberry, i call it chai passions, and I made it up...get it with soy milk...no shots&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-2925784259811229185</id><published>2009-01-26T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T21:18:51.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my life</title><content type='html'>Hello,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to start young. I want to get a place where I can gather some close friends to make a meal and sit at the table together and talk about stuff. We can all have our crazy beliefs and stupid ideas about life. After we eat we can play apples to apples and video games....am I right or am I right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I am not trying to grow up too fast! I mean that seems like just the opposite of growing up to me. In fact I am like the most non grown up person my age in some aspect. Like I say, I want to be riding around on dinosaurs and doing stupid stuff like jumping off roofs onto trampolines...which is great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life seems to be amazing always, and always beautiful. I have taken to sitting in my window and reading books. I can take a break to glance out into green hills land. The window also is the perfect temperature. A perfect setting to sit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THATS ALL&lt;br /&gt;Dale&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-2925784259811229185?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/2925784259811229185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=2925784259811229185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/2925784259811229185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/2925784259811229185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-life.html' title='my life'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-5663066410314660106</id><published>2009-01-25T23:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T00:13:29.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my knees hurt</title><content type='html'>Howdy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya 1:40 a.m....not sleeping is my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are two super rough songs that I have been tinkering with, pardon the "early version" syndrome and the "not trying hard to sing" syndrome. &lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-490fe07f3c2ada34" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-7163389179008797400</id><published>2009-01-25T12:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T13:05:02.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i think i like this website</title><content type='html'>http://www.guardian.co.uk/world/2002/may/08/books.booksnews&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am using resources such as...im excited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out my great aunt is going to be mailing me some great great great presents here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other thigns http://www.randomhouse.com/modernlibrary/100bestnovels.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one has description&lt;br /&gt;http://www.telegraph.co.uk/culture/books/3672376/110-best-books-The-perfect-library.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im watching stand up showdown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-7163389179008797400?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/7163389179008797400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=7163389179008797400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/7163389179008797400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/7163389179008797400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-think-i-like-this-website.html' title='i think i like this website'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-50976345178830117</id><published>2009-01-24T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T21:56:01.009-08:00</updated><title type='text'>defeat is sweet as a victor...?</title><content type='html'>Hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;USA triumphs over Sweden 3-2. Impressive? would have been more so if we had not allowed two goals in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am reading too many books right now. I LOVE IT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I have more I want to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A Seahorse Year by Stacey D’erasmo&lt;br /&gt;-Illuminations by Walter Benjamin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks sara quinn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still fight club&lt;br /&gt;Zombie Survival Guide&lt;br /&gt;still...peter pan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not twilight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last lecture...it is time and I will cry&lt;br /&gt;I should try to finish people of the book :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of these i think i may want to give a shot &lt;br /&gt;The Book Thief&lt;br /&gt;The Alchemist (ya alchemy got me)&lt;br /&gt;the acts of king arthur and his knights&lt;br /&gt;maybe MAYBE i dont know much about this one but Lovely bones and the sequel to that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jane effing austen....yes...i so will&lt;br /&gt;Faulkner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to go get started!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-50976345178830117?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/50976345178830117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=50976345178830117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/50976345178830117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/50976345178830117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2009/01/defeat-is-sweet-as-victor.html' title='defeat is sweet as a victor...?'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-7700264828392681592</id><published>2009-01-24T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T19:37:22.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the moment truth is defined!!!!...maybe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SXtehCL9CwI/AAAAAAAAABI/UHLqvsaRTzQ/s1600-h/623_327105_600_md_HCS_MNT_20080608_010_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SXtehCL9CwI/AAAAAAAAABI/UHLqvsaRTzQ/s320/623_327105_600_md_HCS_MNT_20080608_010_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294929708519852802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our USA men's national soccer team has a mach against Sweden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our palyers are super young...but..its going to be awesome, because we are talking INTERNATIONAL SOCCER this is the season for jolly good ol fashioned SCREAMING AT OF OTHER COUNTRIES. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just look at that photograph at the top...that is on american soil when we tied Argentina...and we had that terrible red card on Pablo...for real I will still fight about that call til the day I die because he was having a great game and we got jipped. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways I know yall care, and I know you want to know how it turns out...just know that at 7 i will be yelling at my television at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O how my heart will flutter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;Dale&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-7700264828392681592?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/7700264828392681592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=7700264828392681592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/7700264828392681592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/7700264828392681592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2009/01/moment-truth-is-definedmaybe.html' title='the moment truth is defined!!!!...maybe'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SXtehCL9CwI/AAAAAAAAABI/UHLqvsaRTzQ/s72-c/623_327105_600_md_HCS_MNT_20080608_010_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-8230064835037877816</id><published>2009-01-21T22:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T22:25:20.665-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Day I will Sing the Blues</title><content type='html'>Hey,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone is doing great. I had an exceptional night. I love getting off campus. I hope I am ready tomorrow. So much has been going down with everything, I wish I had a life that did not demand anything of me, but I have to rise to the occasion each day. So help me, my body does not want to go to the engagement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some thoughts I had today. People can only go so long before they are the ones singing the sad songs. One day I will be the one singing the blues, but blue is a beautiful color when the pain is in the hand of a magnificent artist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, when people say the phrase "messy relationship" I think of blood. I cant tell you why, I just dont know. For some reason I picture like photograph really dramatic with like icky blood splotches....terrible right, think like a smashed heart like messy as in just down right dirty muddy blood and guts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats all I can recall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day if we have to hum a sad tune together, we can tell about redemption in our tragic lives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all thanks for your time again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dale Allen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-8230064835037877816?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/8230064835037877816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=8230064835037877816' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/8230064835037877816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/8230064835037877816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2009/01/one-day-i-will-sing-blues.html' title='One Day I will Sing the Blues'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-8526792242779212962</id><published>2009-01-18T10:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T11:06:19.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hola</title><content type='html'>"So - you say you're under a curse. So what, so's the whole damn world."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pardon the damn in the quotes...doesnt bother me much honestly because it ws a good quote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Brian Posehn last night, amazingly hilarious man, even the two openers were hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some lady kept looking at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im positive brad and I were the youngest people in there. it was rad...we picked up a reference to ETID&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brian saw that and thought it was rad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gona play some video games&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things are swell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-8526792242779212962?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/8526792242779212962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=8526792242779212962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/8526792242779212962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/8526792242779212962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2009/01/hola.html' title='hola'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-7954521110883624130</id><published>2009-01-17T13:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T13:48:10.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'>movies</title><content type='html'>right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wathcing animated films&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Mononoke....amazing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Origins&lt;br /&gt;Ninja Scroll&lt;br /&gt;Ghost In the Shell&lt;br /&gt;Whispers of the Heart&lt;br /&gt;Steamboy&lt;br /&gt;Neo Tokyo &lt;br /&gt;Paprika &lt;br /&gt;Memories&lt;br /&gt;Howl's Moving Castle&lt;br /&gt;My Neighbor Totoro&lt;br /&gt;Castle in the Sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those are all animated films i cant wait to watch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-7954521110883624130?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/7954521110883624130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=7954521110883624130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/7954521110883624130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/7954521110883624130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2009/01/movies.html' title='movies'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-5344581449744121040</id><published>2009-01-16T15:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T15:59:07.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wrote your name upon my chest Lord</title><content type='html'>YO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is crazy man, this world is just crazy and brutal, I know some of you may not agree but, this is not how God meant for things to be, even if you DONT believe in God, you can not imagine that the world was meant to be so difficult at times...unless you are an anti-transcendentalist then i think that may be possible for you to think tht the world should just be like ultima suckage the ENTIRETY of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been writing some half way decent tunes...ill try to record them or video them when my voice is not a frail dove wavering in a gust of gale force winds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;songs i am listening to on my drawing list at the moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoreline-Deas Vail&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Van Hellsing and Dracula- Philip Glass&lt;br /&gt;To Zanarkand piano- Nobou uematsu&lt;br /&gt;La Valse d'amile...one of the better versions i dont remember which- yann T&lt;br /&gt;Point Zero- Yann T&lt;br /&gt;Via Purifico (one of the most beautiful pieces on the earth)- Nobou&lt;br /&gt;Joanna from Sweeny Todd haha&lt;br /&gt;The Story- Brandi Carlile&lt;br /&gt;A great wind More Ash- Anathallo&lt;br /&gt;Saeglopur- Sigur Ros&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup thats what im listening to at the moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its great man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all I got, im just hanging with my dad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-5344581449744121040?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/5344581449744121040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=5344581449744121040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/5344581449744121040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/5344581449744121040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-wrote-your-name-upon-my-chest-lord.html' title='I wrote your name upon my chest Lord'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-1137739982192986992</id><published>2009-01-10T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T22:20:34.751-08:00</updated><title type='text'>more</title><content type='html'>i wrote three songs tonight including this one i made up on the spot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ea6d600ad589eba2" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param 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href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/1137739982192986992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=1137739982192986992' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/1137739982192986992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/1137739982192986992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2009/01/more.html' title='more'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-3428718244926676008</id><published>2009-01-10T19:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T20:12:08.417-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what</title><content type='html'>hey,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i decided that if i worked at a place with a drive thru I would make the best of it. I would free style over the intercom and tell jokes and quote movies....i head a dude at wendy's today go check check and i laughed because no one was in line, i was across the street at blockbuster. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that'd be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think sickness should end. I mean I believe one day it will end and there will be life after death, but I think some stuff just shouldn't exist. I have to remember that some of the realities of this earth aren't God's fault they are the result of living in a fallen world. God didn't want cancer to be as common as a cold. I really believe that, or things like war, poverty...I mean think about where God created man, the garden of Eden, which is supposed to be the most beautiful on the planet...I'm thinking he didn't really want people to live in Africa with aids. I guess its our job to combat that sort of thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oQgj_ajClJY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oQgj_ajClJY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-3428718244926676008?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/3428718244926676008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=3428718244926676008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/3428718244926676008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/3428718244926676008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2009/01/what.html' title='what'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-4380381795597970029</id><published>2009-01-08T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T22:36:32.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>reflections</title><content type='html'>Bear with me this is a long post but I think it will be good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was great. I did a ton of stuff, but the most important was reading. Pardon my grammar tonight, as usual i just cant seem to care on a blog. More on subject, I am currently stiiiilll reading the picture of dorian gray, ive been taking my time, im about half way through...but tonigt...i really just didnt want to read it.I needed some philosophy...some right teaching. Dorian EMO amazing gray can wait...with everything going on in my family i just wanted somehting more...encouraging, and as we all know, C.S Lewis has a book for everything. I am about half way through the problem of pain. I just like to stimulate the mind. I like to take my beliefs deeper and lewis takes me there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some things i thought tonight while reading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES LEWIS I AGREE man is bad, and we can not let that be an excuse, but christians have to move on and see bad is made complete. I also was thinking about how I can be more like people we see as "wise" or more holy than us...all of the great patriarchs or thinkers of antiquity or even pastors in the great awakening. Who in modern times are the wise? I have no grounds to say I am wise, or good, or holy, but I want to be that way by the time I am gone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A challenge I have been facing is striving to be pure in a place where culture is accepting and open to lord knows what kinds of debauchery. Even when I am talking to people who do not believe in the same things that I do, I struggle to make it sound like im seriously not trying to be better than them. Truthful I am most likely a more bad...badder!!!....BADGER....o my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the start of wisdom is the recognition of how truly fallen I am hopefully on the yellow brick road, again..not to say I am wise, I am not. EVEN IF GOD granted me the most wisdom, I would still act unwise, because I am bad. King Solomon had all the wisdom in the world, but he made some pretty poor decisions, especially about who he married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also while i was reading i noticed lewis used the term council of perfection haha...totally reminded me of that old strong arm song "council of perfection" crazy man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways on another note here are some books i plan on reading soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter Pan&lt;br /&gt;anything by Baudelaire...im interested&lt;br /&gt;Ivanhoe&lt;br /&gt;finish Democracy in America&lt;br /&gt;i have like a ton of stuff in my dorm i could read that i cant think of...Lewis is always good...im about to be in a lewis course yay&lt;br /&gt;i need to re read the great gatsby...its been a while...and it is one of my favorites&lt;br /&gt;to some people this may sound girly but i have had this urge to read Jane Austin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well thats all i got, I am going to read some more lewis and some Poe....o ya college is not exciting to me right now so...yuuuup &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all, and I really mean that, I will try to prove it :)&lt;br /&gt;Dale&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-4380381795597970029?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/4380381795597970029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=4380381795597970029' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/4380381795597970029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/4380381795597970029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2009/01/reflections.html' title='reflections'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-985662931544255522</id><published>2009-01-07T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T10:05:12.005-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new tune</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6242280afac1586f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/985662931544255522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=985662931544255522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/985662931544255522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/985662931544255522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-tune.html' title='new tune'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-9119758655774391082</id><published>2009-01-04T00:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T00:19:51.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello world</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SWBw3vqXQ5I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ztpnHCtPgqo/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 143px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SWBw3vqXQ5I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ztpnHCtPgqo/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287350065522230162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just watched this. I was so engrossed into it. I was zoned out...in....go watch it, i thought that it was pretty short not a lot of time for plot but then the end made me think it may have been an awesome movie that also had somethign to say about how we perceive the world. maybe even like spiritual stuff....i dont know if im making sense im tired and it is late. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a 360 and Prince of Persia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7q449i3ZA3Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7q449i3ZA3Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the controls were a tiny frustrating in the start but I am really kind of liking it a lot....not to meniton it just looks pretty. in a fe months ill be all set up on xbox live and crap and yall can try and kill me in halo and COD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should shut up and go to bed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-9119758655774391082?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/9119758655774391082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=9119758655774391082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/9119758655774391082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/9119758655774391082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-world.html' title='hello world'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SWBw3vqXQ5I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ztpnHCtPgqo/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-1923942987523648329</id><published>2009-01-02T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T09:31:34.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009</title><content type='html'>its what like the second day of 2009. I didnt make any resolutions, I guess its just like my life goal to always striving to do what God has for me. Look for the opportunities to love the people at my school, my work, my family, and my friends, and even people I dont even know. Always be reaching my best with the gifts God gives me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;resolution is day by day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not one day looking towards 2010...even though it helps to keep your head up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this year is going to be excellent. Sometimes I think it would be better if I lived in a cave and had a pet brontosaurus to ride around on, but I guess life isnt that good sometimes :( considering they don't exist anymore. On the note of extinct animals, freaking polar bears better not be the next ones to go....i bet its rhino's....maybe they will have a baby boom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont have anything else to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rv2_LSIujHk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rv2_LSIujHk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-1923942987523648329?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/1923942987523648329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=1923942987523648329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/1923942987523648329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/1923942987523648329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009.html' title='2009'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-7632268979690013771</id><published>2008-12-28T22:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T23:24:06.901-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish you out of the woods</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent posted in a wile, mainly because I didnt know what to say, or didnt care to say anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am doing excellent, better than ever tonight especially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today in church I think God may have encouraged me directly. Recently I have been writing a lot of my own music and had the opportunity to play my own material in front of people. I was way out of my comfort zone. Singing and guitar playing are not things i typically jump to do in front of crowds, but God has been teaching me tat it is not my voice, it is his and I should not hide it. how does this relate to church? well I kind of had this picture of me show up in my head when i was praying and worshiping of me on a stage with a guitar, who knows if it was a vision, my mind thinking, or me just coming up with a picture, but I was like wow, I want to do that, and I dont want to be ashamed. Also I just randomly think about how I could actually reach maybe even one person if I am playing music. That makes the difference to me. It made me feel like some one some where needed to hear me and it didnt matter if the rest of the world hated me for it. I was just really encouraged. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am astounded at how blessed I am. On the way home from work tonight I could have been furious at how late I was, I could have been furious about so many things, but I turned my music on and i couldnt stop smiling. God makes things so beautiful when you are using the scope he offers us all. It makes you forget about all the muck of sin you built up, no, it makes you realize the muck doesnt matter when you are carried over it. flip man, it hardly exists compared to God. If we are so insignificant, then our sin is just as insignificant...it must be tiny compared to the vast power of the Lord. Place one sin by God; I only see God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anoter interesting thougt I had occured while i was reading &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;the picture of dorian gray&lt;/span&gt; Lord Henry is tlaking to Dorian about how e shouldnt be maried because women are matter over mind but men are mind over morals....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIND OVER MORALS?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OScar WIlde....really man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it should be the opposite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morals over the mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;righteous living over fleshly desire&lt;br /&gt;anyways...my door is always open if you ever need anything, because its probably matters, so do something about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"this night is winding down but time means nothing"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to watch dragon ball z....ya im serious i have season 1 on dvd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-7632268979690013771?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/7632268979690013771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=7632268979690013771' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/7632268979690013771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/7632268979690013771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-wish-you-out-of-woods.html' title='I wish you out of the woods'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-6860650197508434686</id><published>2008-12-18T22:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T22:42:33.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>only love is all maroon</title><content type='html'>SO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am super excited because I will be playing one of my own songs tomorrow night at a coffee house...and playing guitar...two things I really want to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I have been thinking a lot about what we say and what we do. Most people my age seem to want to do things that have no value...some of it isn't bad or anything, some of it is, but the redeeming value is scarce. I mean I am so guilty too. I am easily reminded of how serious life is so if I spend my entire life in a place where I have nothing of value, I would be in tons of trouble. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a cardigan today and I cant wait to wear it tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pray for me!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try to get some video of the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean I dont really know what else man. Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dale&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-6860650197508434686?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/6860650197508434686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=6860650197508434686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/6860650197508434686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/6860650197508434686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2008/12/only-love-is-all-maroon.html' title='only love is all maroon'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-7379607164323819436</id><published>2008-12-10T17:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:03:11.509-08:00</updated><title type='text'>14 mins of pure thump</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-82b98031eeb2c9df" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-1130369722472402830</id><published>2008-12-09T11:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:47:35.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'>working on some tunes</title><content type='html'>here is a video of me playing around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am basically making up this part as we sit here so i mess up A LOT but watch how i work...study my ways...im sure you will join the dark side soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DALE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its raining p.s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c7e123f52dd3d617" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/1130369722472402830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=1130369722472402830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/1130369722472402830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/1130369722472402830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2008/12/working-on-some-tunes.html' title='working on some tunes'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-228977720890537608</id><published>2008-12-07T21:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T22:05:51.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'>im learning so much in college</title><content type='html'>so brad and I have been studying and we realized my room smelled like coffee....taco bell...and highrise....so being the brilliant scientist I am...i figured hey laundry detergent smells great sooo why not see ow flammable it is....ha well that was probably the most interesting ting ive done all year. being a freaking idiot...i decided to put the substance in a plastic cup...haha o wait plastic cup melts...sooo when the laundry stuff EXPLODED INTO A FLAME and it caught the napkin i ws using as a light on fire i had to dump a bottle of water on it say words i shouldnt have because i could hve set the smoke alarm off and almost caused serious trouble for highrise and probably honestly i could have gotten in a crap load o toruble...thank God for saving me from being a complete retard...anywasy my room doesnt smell as bad now hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like being crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dale&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-228977720890537608?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/228977720890537608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=228977720890537608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/228977720890537608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/228977720890537608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-learning-so-much-in-college.html' title='im learning so much in college'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-3298790011655947989</id><published>2008-12-07T17:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T17:33:50.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yes i filmed me playing guitar</title><content type='html'>ya i know this is sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so its finals week and ive been studying hard and working hard and i am pretty excited to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to opry land with my good friend emily here at lipscomb. RADxCORE we had fun trying to win ipods in the game room...ya go figure its impossible but no prob. &lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4986df2e919f4846" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/3298790011655947989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=3298790011655947989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/3298790011655947989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/3298790011655947989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2008/12/yes-i-filmed-me-playing-guitar.html' title='yes i filmed me playing guitar'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-2672088022765169464</id><published>2008-12-06T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T17:17:07.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey everyone</title><content type='html'>this is from thanksgiving...i got bored and i am goofy so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ea9a32d48fa32c72" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dea9a32d48fa32c72%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331747658%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5CF6D44608D58B0EBD9804E45221935ED8E7C892.1B5FFA25E8D9FE75B01ABBB86843346BF91F0698%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dea9a32d48fa32c72%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCCDVofDW1NWn9aUgye5ttYhUl5Q&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dea9a32d48fa32c72%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331747658%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5CF6D44608D58B0EBD9804E45221935ED8E7C892.1B5FFA25E8D9FE75B01ABBB86843346BF91F0698%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dea9a32d48fa32c72%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCCDVofDW1NWn9aUgye5ttYhUl5Q&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want everyone know that my dad did get the all clear orm the doctors after that day so praise God. &lt;br /&gt;not much to say at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dale&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-2672088022765169464?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-5149609406998015420</id><published>2008-11-27T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T21:15:00.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>powerful</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v6g5X2hGab0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v6g5X2hGab0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pie Jesu, pie Jesu, pie Jesu, pie Jesu&lt;br /&gt;Qui tollis peccata mundi&lt;br /&gt;Dona eis requiem, dona eis requiem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agnus Dei, Agnus Dei, Agnus Dei, Agnus Dei&lt;br /&gt;Qui tollis peccata mundi&lt;br /&gt;Dona eis requiem, dona eis requiem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dona eis requiem&lt;br /&gt;    Sempiternam &lt;br /&gt; Dona eis requiem&lt;br /&gt;    Sempiternam &lt;br /&gt;    Requiem&lt;br /&gt;    Sempiternam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9K2EA8SWhh8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9K2EA8SWhh8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes its the same song and yes im a sucker for it and yes it slays me every time I hear it and you think it sounds all complicated and intense because its in latin but the words are so simple but ya im just a sucker for this song and it means a lot to me its a worshp song if you dont know in a way for me it is maybe no for everyone its from an andrew lloyd webber requiem &lt;br /&gt;screw this kid for making me cry too man what is it with BGT and people singing amazing and making me cry he and Paul Potts man screw that man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways my phone is being way dumb but i just found 2 songs i used to listen to all the time when I was emo and im so stoked haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so everything is pretty good minus my phone not sending texts AGAIN THANKS SPRINT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad is all clear...everyone is healthy....living it up at home on break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stay tuned for a video about break&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-5149609406998015420?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/5149609406998015420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=5149609406998015420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/5149609406998015420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/5149609406998015420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2008/11/powerful.html' title='powerful'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-537170429317201392</id><published>2008-11-23T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T22:16:32.785-08:00</updated><title type='text'>should i go back, should i go back, should i?</title><content type='html'>I am at home right now. Staying up late writing and stuff. listening to one of my favorite bands because im trying to get ideas haha thats great stuff. I was just thinking about how my professor always says good writers dont wait to be inspired...its true...especially for some people life gives us enough to write about...lets be honest a lot of it is not inspiring...the truth may be we just write about life...depressing moments that make us see the fragile state of life or inspiring moments that make us feel courageous and worth something more than we thought before. Pretty crazy, or even really stupid pointless moments can make for good songs. anyways i want to write some songs so im gona go so i can focus on one thing at a time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dale&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-537170429317201392?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/537170429317201392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=537170429317201392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/537170429317201392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/537170429317201392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2008/11/should-i-go-back-should-i-go-back.html' title='should i go back, should i go back, should i?'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-1662945808892985088</id><published>2008-11-22T10:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T10:34:14.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am so Dumb</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-693f8f1497530d89" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D693f8f1497530d89%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331747658%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6EEC95D39BB9CB16B8E52DE21D8FAF5644CD5F9F.53DF13DC9727321311ECD4AC1016462C58D0D74C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D693f8f1497530d89%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCdYoiQJWSVUF_LCu-3Se23ssPnU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D693f8f1497530d89%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331747658%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6EEC95D39BB9CB16B8E52DE21D8FAF5644CD5F9F.53DF13DC9727321311ECD4AC1016462C58D0D74C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D693f8f1497530d89%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCdYoiQJWSVUF_LCu-3Se23ssPnU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i basically got real bored sitting in brads room while he is asleep at 12 27...we staid up way late and I wrote the most terrible poems and made the computer read them out loud...like awful...like about satan being a boys best friend...it was terrible hahaha. I am sitting here...watched Jackass the movie and died laughing. I want a good meal, and I want to make some coffee when I get to my house. Praise God for thanksgiving break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO in all seriousness I love you and encourage you to exalt the Lord in whatever you do today and I will try my best as well, just dont write terrible poems like me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is good all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-1662945808892985088?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=693f8f1497530d89&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/1662945808892985088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=1662945808892985088' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/1662945808892985088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/1662945808892985088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-so-dumb.html' title='I am so Dumb'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-1927693581836083019</id><published>2008-11-20T13:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T14:18:57.785-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss this</title><content type='html'>for those of you who dont know, I play music. I as of late have been dying to be palying shows, but alas, I am not at all :(. I am bummed even though I know music isnt going to disappear. As long as I live it will not haha. Anyways I really am just wanting to play music with my friends and my brother again. I miss them a ton now that I am out at school and dont get to see them as much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is form one of our more recent shows...intense night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ogc6ZdYh6BU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ogc6ZdYh6BU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-1927693581836083019?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/1927693581836083019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=1927693581836083019' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/1927693581836083019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/1927693581836083019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-miss-this.html' title='I miss this'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-8249531873898284338</id><published>2008-11-19T21:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T22:06:58.691-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ive got all things nice</title><content type='html'>Sitting here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the dorm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to Coheed's cover of the trooper....hecks yuh. Just ifnished wathcing USA defeat Guatemala 2-0...they did nicely...i mean it was Guatemala but still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last night, went to the Copeland concert...i was pretty satisfied minus the show got over at 11....drives me nuts man early concerts. Best story is about how my friend lost her ticket only to find it when we were on the phone at the moment I ws about to give up hope. Other best story is how one of my band mates was thur! THIRD best story was how emily brad and I went to donut den afterwards AND THEY HAD ONE SPRINKLE DONUT LEFT man...that was so good. I have just been relaxing today...watched the soccer game...didnt go play capture the flag I wasnt feeling up to it. Played Final Fantasy 7....probably going to do more of that here shortly after I write this and get some fresh night air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just turned on some As I lay Dying..I think you can fill in the blanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wo and Van Helsing is on what a BRUTAL MOVIE! BRUTAL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways i cant wait to go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love dale&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-8249531873898284338?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/8249531873898284338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=8249531873898284338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/8249531873898284338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/8249531873898284338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2008/11/ive-got-all-things-nice.html' title='Ive got all things nice'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-2414964466791802754</id><published>2008-11-16T23:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T00:00:27.939-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am here</title><content type='html'>Hey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting in bed again. Not sleeping like i should...loud people running and slamming doors in the hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait for my friends to come home. I cant wait for Friday actually. Brad and I are going to hang out a lot. I will miss some of my Lipscomb friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait to go home again but I am glad to be back on campus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In church today we talked about winter coming...winter as in the end of things...it was pretty emotional to me because sometimes I feel like i am in fall already in some ways in my life and there were a lot of times my fmaily thought winter may be just around the corner. That really does stuff to you. Changes basically how you view everything. Makes you feel 7 sizes smaller and makes God a size you cant measure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose today is one of those days that ahs been amazing but I wish I was in a cave with a guitar...well a cave that was my house...a hobbit hole...i wish i was in my own house...not on a college campus...brewing some coffee in a french press writing with my best guy friend and having 0 worries because God is taking care of us...which he is taking care of me and im not relly worried about anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite thing about this time of the year is the color. I think the colors of fall and the turning into Winter is God saying look, here is the beauty. You will not forget this when the trees are bare and life gets hard. Not trying to say Winter is always bad...its good too, I like Winter a Lot, especially when it snows. There is a reason the phrase "washed my sins white as snow" or something like that. Snow is pretty amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My roomate just moved in his sleep and it scared me to DEATH...well i need to end this somewhere and try to sleep. Goodnight reader.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-2414964466791802754?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/2414964466791802754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=2414964466791802754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/2414964466791802754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/2414964466791802754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-here.html' title='I am here'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-2449812385112150926</id><published>2008-11-15T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T22:21:18.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Nights and Basses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SR-5pOHU2JI/AAAAAAAAAAw/clmuUb4z1xY/s1600-h/Photo+14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SR-5pOHU2JI/AAAAAAAAAAw/clmuUb4z1xY/s320/Photo+14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269134206861367442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I put new strings on my beautiful jazz bass...you could ask me what the specs are i could tell you that its a jazz bas...i really dont remember...deluxe american jazz the pearl white with the lava pick gaurd as i like to call it...its nice. I am 100% my battery is dead though i need to change it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mine is pretty stock...the 2 noisless pickups...rosewood fret boad...never play a lot of maple...&lt;br /&gt;anyways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its sounding good now...i did some action adjusting because for some reason it was stupid and too high unlike my beautiful Fender P/J combo...the kind when they made it not active...so its rbably like a 2000 i got it used but its set up great and soudns amazing i love the neck on it and its the most tastey candy apple red with the like faded gold pickgaurd so it doesnt look super gold it looks...hot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;im at home right now and its great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"O take it all away, I dont feel it anymore" some lyric im just listening to...and its so good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-2449812385112150926?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/2449812385112150926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=2449812385112150926' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/2449812385112150926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/2449812385112150926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2008/11/late-nights-and-basses.html' title='Late Nights and Basses'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SR-5pOHU2JI/AAAAAAAAAAw/clmuUb4z1xY/s72-c/Photo+14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-2616212889743747225</id><published>2008-11-13T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:57:44.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hospitals and that 70s show</title><content type='html'>hey anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am laying in bed got off work not too long ago. My bubs is real sick. And it sucks because he is my brother. Had a super sweet day though rocking some ninja turtles and what not. Work was pretty fun. Starbucks is great for coffee. I just really dont like doctor stuff so if yall could keep my dad and brother in your prayers thatd be super awesome. I am currently watching that 70s show. I dont have much but just pray and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you&lt;br /&gt;Dale&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-2616212889743747225?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/2616212889743747225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=2616212889743747225' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/2616212889743747225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/2616212889743747225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2008/11/hospitals-and-that-70s-show.html' title='hospitals and that 70s show'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245328948998640516.post-1925173663289170898</id><published>2008-11-12T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T08:52:46.681-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsJnsTSM3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JN-eSigEphM/s1600-h/exalted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsJnsTSM3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JN-eSigEphM/s320/exalted.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267814766651519858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am starting a blog. I like to talk about stuff so.&lt;br /&gt;I will post things such as my dreams, my thoughts, maybe some lyrics i have written or short stories just things like that. I will probably say a lot of stupid stuff such as...STAR TREK RULES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"its star wars!" include voice squeak- Brian Posehn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night I had a crazy dream. I was like taking care of this kid and for some reason we were doing a hebrew cross puzzle...and if you know anyhitng about hebrew...the kids dalet like got off the page and walked away...i dont knw then the kid ran away and I couldnt find him and i was despairing so i went to buy some classical animal crackers and like the elphant shaped one saw a peanut and they converged to eachother and the child appeared...it was the craziest thing ever I swear...i cant remember much of that one...its not my best...ill save the space for a good one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways...here i am...i will be here so check it out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245328948998640516-1925173663289170898?l=welcometodale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/feeds/1925173663289170898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245328948998640516&amp;postID=1925173663289170898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/1925173663289170898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245328948998640516/posts/default/1925173663289170898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometodale.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-blog.html' title='New blog'/><author><name>Dale Lipscomb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11860539886855475483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsWWAgRHsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/A7zWZXRzMzc/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cjmy_OPclNk/SRsJnsTSM3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JN-eSigEphM/s72-c/exalted.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
