<?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-12229747</id><updated>2011-12-06T13:45:52.349-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Press The Star Key</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>107</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-8546157648682946210</id><published>2011-05-12T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:37:43.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally</title><content type='html'>It's been a long time since I've written anything for myself.  It's been a long time since I've written anything for God, my love, my family....anything.  Barren.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm always sharing ideas with students, giving suggestions, changing chord structures, making word-revisions, and encouraging their songs - but it's been way too long since I've done anything that started and ended in me.  Teaching music all day is a double-edged thing for me : I get to be involved with what I love all day - but when the day is done, there just isn't any mojo left to create music of my own.  Somehow, with a lot of anger, followed by prayer, and coupled with encouragement from Elaine - things have actually taken shape.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very excited to go back into the studio and put down the bones for 4 songs (3 originals, 1 arrangement of Holy, Holy, Holy).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll see what happens with these ideas....what the finished product will be.  I'm not too worried about the outcome.  If you've ever been dead in the water and started to breathe again - you know how I feel right about now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-8546157648682946210?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/8546157648682946210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=8546157648682946210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/8546157648682946210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/8546157648682946210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2011/05/finally.html' title='Finally'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-493820627971790309</id><published>2010-06-20T21:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T21:54:33.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back At It</title><content type='html'>Dang.  It's hotter in Dallas than it is in Cabo.  And didn't summer just officially start?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe we'll discuss the weird Mexican disease I got while I was there later.  But, for the time being, I'm bummed that real life has to resume.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elaine and I went (minus Cana) to Cabo San Lucas last week and had a great time....doing mostly nothing.  It's been 8 years since our honeymoon, and it was nice to get away and drop everything for awhile.  I would even say it was better than the honeymoon...'cause let's face it....honeymoon's are 75 % awesome and 25 % awkward.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got my first Father's Day present 'made' by my daughter today.  I'm a sap.  Even though its just a footprint on a piece of construction paper, I'm kinda proud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In musical news : kinda disappointed in the Christina album.  There's a couple of good ballads on there and a couple of dancy tracks - - but there's also a lot of...uh....don't know what to call it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the better side of things is the Taio Cruz album.  It's ain't deep...but it is fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-493820627971790309?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/493820627971790309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=493820627971790309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/493820627971790309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/493820627971790309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2010/06/back-at-it.html' title='Back At It'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-8695512419124234247</id><published>2010-03-31T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T12:10:26.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The time has come....</title><content type='html'>I will be playing Jesus in the Passion Play at Davis Boulevard Baptist Church April 1st, 2nd, and 3rd.  It's free &amp;amp; starts at 7:00 each evening.  Childcare is provided as well.  If you don't want to miss me rockin' out a mullet, you should come out.&lt;div&gt;Visit www.dbbaptist.org for directions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More stories about the experience to follow...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-8695512419124234247?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/8695512419124234247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=8695512419124234247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/8695512419124234247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/8695512419124234247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2010/03/time-has-come.html' title='The time has come....'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-5259097970581544798</id><published>2010-01-08T18:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T19:00:17.822-08:00</updated><title type='text'>House of Blues</title><content type='html'>Between Green Walls will be performing next Sunday (the 17th) @ the House of Blues Restaurant Stage @ 6:30.  We'll be doing songs from our new EP...come check it out.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-5259097970581544798?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/5259097970581544798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=5259097970581544798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/5259097970581544798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/5259097970581544798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2010/01/house-of-blues.html' title='House of Blues'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-7352494460204885863</id><published>2009-12-29T22:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T22:05:55.517-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Songs</title><content type='html'>Just released a 6 song Acoustic EP.  Between Green Walls = Me &amp;amp; Andrew Key.  We've been writing some shamelessly bubbly-pop love songs and have the album out on Itunes, Amazon, and pretty much anywhere else you might download music.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check it out on Itunes : http://itunes.apple.com/us/album/between-green-walls-ep/id341370772&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feedback is much appreciated....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope to get this blog bumpin' again in 2010.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-7352494460204885863?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/7352494460204885863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=7352494460204885863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/7352494460204885863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/7352494460204885863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-songs.html' title='New Songs'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-5146618538106690081</id><published>2009-11-24T14:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T14:18:45.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Songs</title><content type='html'>Check out some of the new tunes tonight @ Urban Dog Coffee&lt;div&gt;2720 # A Oak Lawn Ave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dallas TX 75219&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-5146618538106690081?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/5146618538106690081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=5146618538106690081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/5146618538106690081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/5146618538106690081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-songs.html' title='New Songs'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-3571762156972154544</id><published>2009-07-09T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T14:22:16.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Worth It</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN-cQcWQrjQ/SlZfZCbi0QI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ldUDQ6nuwok/s1600-h/IMG_5088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN-cQcWQrjQ/SlZfZCbi0QI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ldUDQ6nuwok/s320/IMG_5088.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356573690557550850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-3571762156972154544?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/3571762156972154544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=3571762156972154544' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/3571762156972154544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/3571762156972154544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2009/07/worth-it.html' title='Worth It'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN-cQcWQrjQ/SlZfZCbi0QI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ldUDQ6nuwok/s72-c/IMG_5088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-7744409374804385686</id><published>2009-04-27T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T21:23:55.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Isn't Graded</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I was wondering why my life couldn't be graded. You know, done in increments...like elementary school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last weekend I filled in as worship leader @ Reunion Church. One thing about me that's strange is that performing comes pretty naturally...but 'leading' worship is a completely different animal. I've always been uncomfortable being the one that calls out to the congregation "sing with me" or whatever the going cliche' to get people going is. But this Sunday was different. I was more laid back...it came a little more naturally. I still don't really know why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right after the service was over, I jetted off with my 8 mo. pregnant wife to grab a bite to eat and set up the first ever "Post 27" recital. It was an incredible turn-out. 50-60 people showed up for our 12 performers. I had everything from a 4 yr old singing the Jonas Brother's soon-to-be classic "Burnin' Up" to adults doing their original songs. It was a great experience over-all and my insides burst with pride for some of these folks and seeing how far they've come. I only wish I was better at hosting those kind of things....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weeks holds even more...rehearsals - a tv interview - a radio interview - and this concert on May 3rd in Waco. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And all the while, my wife could go into labor at any moment. Anytime she makes a face or rubs her belly I ask, "Are you in labor?" I'm joking --- but not really. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The moral of my rambling : there may not be one. But if there is, it would probably be that if God dropped all the info about our future into our laps at one time...we'd freak. So even though I feel somewhat unprepared and slighty bi-polar at times...I haven't lost it - and I'm enjoying each one of these steps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now if someone could just tell me how to handle life after my daughter gets here....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(and no...that's not an invitation for a ton of 'daddy advice' --- i've already received enough to confuse Bill Cosby)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329593198064363234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN-cQcWQrjQ/SfaExrf25uI/AAAAAAAAAFM/8a2Q_8KV4P8/s320/3077_84734660961_678485961_2529487_1909431_s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-7744409374804385686?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/7744409374804385686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=7744409374804385686' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/7744409374804385686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/7744409374804385686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2009/04/life-isnt-graded.html' title='Life Isn&apos;t Graded'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN-cQcWQrjQ/SfaExrf25uI/AAAAAAAAAFM/8a2Q_8KV4P8/s72-c/3077_84734660961_678485961_2529487_1909431_s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-7470666773608526196</id><published>2009-03-01T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T19:19:19.725-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Moon At Nylo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elaine and I ran away...all the way to Frisco this weekend. The goal : grab one more weekend trip to ourselves before Cana makes her grand appearance. The destination : The Nylo @ Legacy.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308422827875801042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN-cQcWQrjQ/SatOb80cl9I/AAAAAAAAAEs/pos5u75pZxE/s320/outside.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This modern hotel sits in the friggin' middle of nowhere, really. Stonebriar and Ikea are close by - but it's mostly a spot within itself. It's got all the usual hotel-ish stuff, but also a restraunt/lounge called "The Loft" that served up some great stuff.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308423468361647330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN-cQcWQrjQ/SatPBO0LBOI/AAAAAAAAAE0/z0IU5VhnLHY/s320/ourroom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that made the baby-moon incredible was that we didn't have much planned, but managed to stay relaxingly-busy... Everyone that's expecting should take a baby-moon...gives you a chance to remember and experience again just what made you fall in love with the other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now --- it's back to reality...and the countdown 'til my first-born makes her way into my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308424343150830114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN-cQcWQrjQ/SatP0JqKoiI/AAAAAAAAAE8/x4Ug7mrtrEI/s320/IMG_4077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308424603285311618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN-cQcWQrjQ/SatQDSvD0II/AAAAAAAAAFE/TodJSdmxD4U/s320/IMG_4092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-7470666773608526196?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/7470666773608526196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=7470666773608526196' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/7470666773608526196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/7470666773608526196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2009/03/baby-moon-at-nylo.html' title='Baby Moon At Nylo'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN-cQcWQrjQ/SatOb80cl9I/AAAAAAAAAEs/pos5u75pZxE/s72-c/outside.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-6146527218214742417</id><published>2009-01-01T09:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T09:28:29.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby New Year's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN-cQcWQrjQ/SVz661Bk-GI/AAAAAAAAAEc/UAOzqMzcMvw/s1600-h/IMG_3933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286375951199172706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN-cQcWQrjQ/SVz661Bk-GI/AAAAAAAAAEc/UAOzqMzcMvw/s320/IMG_3933.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN-cQcWQrjQ/SVz6h7o-o4I/AAAAAAAAAEU/QI8BrTBphTA/s1600-h/IMG_3928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286375523478315906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN-cQcWQrjQ/SVz6h7o-o4I/AAAAAAAAAEU/QI8BrTBphTA/s320/IMG_3928.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We celebrated the New Year with Tyler, Evie, Nate, Heather, Ryan, and Kate. It was basically a big baby festival with a little Rock Band thrown in. You'd think I'd be better at that game - but I pretty much got spanked every time.  Yeah, that's a skewer in my mouth.  Nate and Heather have a rockin' chocolate fountain that kept me company all night....and I skewered all night (marshmellows, pineapple, cookies, brownies...and all other things leading to a fatter, more rounded self).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We did watch a little bit of Big D NYE. I thought it was very interesting that for such a large city, they didn't have any big names taking the stage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elaine and I are ringing in the new year by registering for some baby stuff. I woke up in the mood to do it, so she's seizing the moment.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286377726190444194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN-cQcWQrjQ/SVz8iJYeXqI/AAAAAAAAAEk/iSeNHm1uQgI/s320/IMG_3916.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-6146527218214742417?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/6146527218214742417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=6146527218214742417' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/6146527218214742417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/6146527218214742417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2009/01/baby-new-years.html' title='Baby New Year&apos;s'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN-cQcWQrjQ/SVz661Bk-GI/AAAAAAAAAEc/UAOzqMzcMvw/s72-c/IMG_3933.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-4792786553703996249</id><published>2008-12-09T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:45:26.682-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Texas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN-cQcWQrjQ/ST87QzumIGI/AAAAAAAAADY/_xBiiI4tc38/s1600-h/jerodandharrysnow.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278002448251101282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN-cQcWQrjQ/ST87QzumIGI/AAAAAAAAADY/_xBiiI4tc38/s320/jerodandharrysnow.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I woke up. Walked the dog in some shorts. Put on jeans, flip flops, and a t-shirt to go to work in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Came home - made dinner - then took this picture with my dog in the sleet. Only in Texas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-4792786553703996249?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/4792786553703996249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=4792786553703996249' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/4792786553703996249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/4792786553703996249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2008/12/texas.html' title='Texas'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN-cQcWQrjQ/ST87QzumIGI/AAAAAAAAADY/_xBiiI4tc38/s72-c/jerodandharrysnow.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-5940813506007540627</id><published>2008-11-28T22:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T22:31:06.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Times The Turkey</title><content type='html'>I'm officially on the 'sympathy diet'.  As it stands now, I've gained as much weight as Elaine has during the first tri-mester of her pregnancy.  This has got to stop.  If you call me past 10 at night and hear me with food in my mouth, make a note to yourself to slap me up-side the head the next time you see me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2 stand-alone Thanksgiving meals (one with the Starkey fam, one with the Eastlands) didn't help my caloric intake situation, either.  We did the full blown thing twice.  And it was awesome.  And it was horrible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got made fun of a lot while I was growing up.  Folks used to say I didn't eat enough - that I ate too much sugar - that I'd be 'wormy'.  Well - congrats folks....now I eat everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone's Thanksgiving was good : I know sometimes it's a great time with family/friends....and sometimes it's not so easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a little movie update (we've taken in a couple over the last few days) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lions for Lambs - Robert Redford directs some sleepers.....skip it&lt;br /&gt;Transsiberian - Not a bad little flick...&lt;br /&gt;Hancock - Okay&lt;br /&gt;Twilight - Aside from the 75 screaming girls that wouldn't shut their traps when drag-pire Robert Pattinson came onscreen...I thought it was pretty cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-5940813506007540627?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/5940813506007540627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=5940813506007540627' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/5940813506007540627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/5940813506007540627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2008/11/2-times-turkey.html' title='2 Times The Turkey'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-7479597641404034572</id><published>2008-11-01T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T19:41:55.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN-cQcWQrjQ/SQ0PKUUwn5I/AAAAAAAAADQ/iV93sm7HBL0/s1600-h/IMG_3658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263880209394868114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN-cQcWQrjQ/SQ0PKUUwn5I/AAAAAAAAADQ/iV93sm7HBL0/s320/IMG_3658.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN-cQcWQrjQ/SQ0NJqReUwI/AAAAAAAAADI/DUERlIv7GP8/s1600-h/IMG_3654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263877999083541250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN-cQcWQrjQ/SQ0NJqReUwI/AAAAAAAAADI/DUERlIv7GP8/s320/IMG_3654.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And A New Place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Today completed the final parts of getting the new Post 27 Studio ready to go.  I start teaching next week in my new space, and I couldn't be more excited to get into this place.  With a little help from my parents, Tyler, and a lot of help from Elaine - this place is exactly what I want my studio to be like.  It'll provide a lot of elements that I've yet to be able to give my students.  I'm also glad to be getting out of the house and having an office space of my own.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-7479597641404034572?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/7479597641404034572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=7479597641404034572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/7479597641404034572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/7479597641404034572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-day.html' title='New Day'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN-cQcWQrjQ/SQ0PKUUwn5I/AAAAAAAAADQ/iV93sm7HBL0/s72-c/IMG_3658.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-607408387422976020</id><published>2008-08-12T10:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T10:21:17.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN-cQcWQrjQ/SKHGHVjJu6I/AAAAAAAAADA/QdNA-CkmTUg/s1600-h/535573579_5031a52bd7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233682071327194018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN-cQcWQrjQ/SKHGHVjJu6I/AAAAAAAAADA/QdNA-CkmTUg/s320/535573579_5031a52bd7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN-cQcWQrjQ/SKHFyyz-PzI/AAAAAAAAAC4/qDwTCUb9-sY/s1600-h/purpledoor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233681718405119794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN-cQcWQrjQ/SKHFyyz-PzI/AAAAAAAAAC4/qDwTCUb9-sY/s320/purpledoor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elaine and I will be leaving in a few days (75 hours from now, actually - but who's counting) to go on our summer vacation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're beach people - and we found a place not that far from home. It's called Laughing Horse Lodge. It's a dog-loving funky little set of condos in Port Aransas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always hear of how bad Texas beaches are --- but this little spot is really great. The sand is soft (not that hard gravely stuff) and there are great dives to eat at.  Our favorite is Shells, a little place across the road from our condo.  I'm no fan of seafood - but this place serves up a burger on a ciabatta bun that I could eat more than 3 times a day.  And I might just do that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe the summer is almost gone...but I'm more than excited to close it out this way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alaughinghorselodge.com/purpledoor.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-607408387422976020?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/607408387422976020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=607408387422976020' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/607408387422976020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/607408387422976020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2008/08/vacation-time.html' title='Vacation Time'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN-cQcWQrjQ/SKHGHVjJu6I/AAAAAAAAADA/QdNA-CkmTUg/s72-c/535573579_5031a52bd7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-3800918669468466871</id><published>2008-04-21T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T09:11:53.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Husbandly Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN-cQcWQrjQ/SAyzEhm3YtI/AAAAAAAAACw/zXXHFGa4wp0/s1600-h/IMG_2872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191721360773571282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN-cQcWQrjQ/SAyzEhm3YtI/AAAAAAAAACw/zXXHFGa4wp0/s320/IMG_2872.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday, Elaine wanted to 'mini-homemakeover' a spot in our backyard. So, being the obliging and wonderful husband I am, I gleefully pitched in. (Actually, I knew it was coming - so I figured it best to get it over with before the 100+ degree heat would be joining the party, too.)  And, I guess I can't take too much credit, Elaine's mother and both of my parents pitched in quite a bit of effort as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's something nice about seeing things getting done in the yard. There's also something nice about the smile on a wife's face when she gets to see something that's been in her head for a long time. Here's what we came up with (Sorry Elaine, if I'm stealing your thunder....but you have more blog readers than me anyway....)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole area between the sidewalk was just dirt before we started...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, our dog has opened up a stump removal business.  This huge stump from our backyard was rolled down into the creek, where he chewed, spat, and quasi-ate the entire thing. &lt;br /&gt;I have a video I'll post later....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-3800918669468466871?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/3800918669468466871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=3800918669468466871' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/3800918669468466871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/3800918669468466871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2008/04/husbandly-love.html' title='Husbandly Love'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN-cQcWQrjQ/SAyzEhm3YtI/AAAAAAAAACw/zXXHFGa4wp0/s72-c/IMG_2872.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-6327108208025413945</id><published>2008-03-24T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T08:20:41.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking in the Dark?</title><content type='html'>John 8:12 - Jesus said "I am the light of the world.  He who follows Me shall not walk in darkness, but have the light of life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christ had just rallied around a woman caught in the act of adultery.  She was about to be stoned by the Pharisees.  She's probably shaking with fear, shoulders drawn in - trying to prepare for the smack of that first rock being hurled at her.  Then Jesus told her accusers, "He who is without sin among you, let him throw a stone at her first.'"  I can only imagine the dumbfounded look on this lady's face.  Full of shame : publicly disgraced - and here is this man challenging those around her.  As those with rocks in their hands started to walk away, I'm sure waves of relief began washing over her.  There she was, free from accusation and condemnation - in front of Jesus himself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a Wayne Watson song I've always liked (Walk in the Dark) that says, "I'd rather walk in the dark with Jesus than walk in the light on my own."  Though I understand the point he's trying to make - something just hit me this morning : I can't walk in the dark with Jesus.  It can't happen.  It may feel like it - it may even look like it at times - but He is the light of the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't always reason or figure out what's going on in my life.  But I don't have to wait for things to get clearer; having a sunny mountaintop view doesn't indicate that I'm walking with God (but it sure is nice!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He who follows Me will not walk in darkness, but HAVE the light of life."  I think I wait for the outcome of my plans and actions to produce light - to shed light on my life.  But I have the light of life.  Maybe the goal for the day should be to follow and HAVE the light of life.  Follow and have.  Follow and have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-6327108208025413945?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/6327108208025413945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=6327108208025413945' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/6327108208025413945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/6327108208025413945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2008/03/walking-in-dark.html' title='Walking in the Dark?'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-8116235781346542402</id><published>2008-03-04T12:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T12:26:45.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Idol Idol Idol</title><content type='html'>Over the past few years, I've quietly boycotted American Idol.  Not for any other reason than I thought it was getting kind of worn out - I was getting tired of the same manufacturing of a pop star.  I was always the one sitting silent when the table talk turned to Idol chatter...I felt a little left out.&lt;br /&gt;This year, we (in a blaze of glory) entered into the mid 90s by getting a DVR.  Since then, I've been recording and grazing through episodes of the show.   At a time when I figure everyone should be talking about the Presidential election - it's been American Idol that's dominated the conversation.  So, for this reason, I've been glad.&lt;br /&gt;I must say - there are some pretty good singers here and there.  But for the most part, I see more media manipulation than ever.  I think as of today, there's 20 or so folks left.  Are they REALLY the best 20 out of the hundreds of thousands that auditioned?&lt;br /&gt;So, it's with great reluctance that I've been sucked back into the Idol machine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-8116235781346542402?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/8116235781346542402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=8116235781346542402' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/8116235781346542402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/8116235781346542402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2008/03/idol-idol-idol.html' title='Idol Idol Idol'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-2401664600391610676</id><published>2008-02-15T08:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T09:05:45.608-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>My wife knows me well.&lt;br /&gt;Peanut Butter and Jelly with no crust - and a nice pile of stuff to share with Harrison --- what a great way to start off any day. &lt;br /&gt;Today I got the special treatment today with my heart shaped sandwhich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN-cQcWQrjQ/R7XFQq_J9eI/AAAAAAAAACg/EAdCdrz_DLw/s1600-h/Photo_021408_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167253037685274082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN-cQcWQrjQ/R7XFQq_J9eI/AAAAAAAAACg/EAdCdrz_DLw/s320/Photo_021408_001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Valentine's day is an interesting day : people go crazy, buying all these gifts ; expecting gifts...yada ya.  The cool thing I was reminded of this valentine's day wasn't the importance of the holiday : but how great it is to be in love and to have a wife that loves me without reserve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-2401664600391610676?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/2401664600391610676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=2401664600391610676' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/2401664600391610676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/2401664600391610676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2008/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN-cQcWQrjQ/R7XFQq_J9eI/AAAAAAAAACg/EAdCdrz_DLw/s72-c/Photo_021408_001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-3474328572873099624</id><published>2008-02-11T13:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T21:57:38.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>UrBanquet</title><content type='html'>Last week I got to sing with some friends at the Mission Waco UrBanquet. Mission Waco is an organization that provides programs to the poor and marginalized while also sharing the Gospel. The banquet is a fundraising event held each year to share the vision and successes at &lt;a href="http://www.missionwaco.org/"&gt;Mission Waco&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elaine and I have always enjoyed attending the banquet because it opens our eyes and grows our worldview. It's also encouraging to hear the stories of those who have been changed by the work that happens at Mission Waco and those who have given their lives over to battling poverty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The keynote speaker at the banquet was Larry James, CEO of &lt;a href="http://www.centraldallasministries.org/"&gt;Central Dallas Ministries&lt;/a&gt;. Out of all the great things he said, the most impacting to me was the idea that we are all poor in something. He explained that the poor community had an understanding of community that most of us have never even experienced. And even though the were poor in monetary terms, they were rich in the area of community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I think of the poor, I usually visualize the person on the street corner holding the sign. That night poverty took on a new mental image for me. Larry explained that over 40% of South Dallas families lived below the poverty line. Unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even more than my mental image of poverty changing, I realized my ignorance to the impoverished community around me. I've been in Dallas now for over 3 years, and I'd never heard of Central Dallas Ministries. I wasn't aware that such a large number of people were barely scraping by only miles from my own house. It always stings to recognize just how narrowly I view life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I encourage you to take some time to check out these websites and read about what these people have devoted their lives to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-3474328572873099624?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/3474328572873099624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=3474328572873099624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/3474328572873099624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/3474328572873099624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2008/02/urbanquet.html' title='UrBanquet'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-4382094931875128393</id><published>2008-01-24T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T08:44:12.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Resolution</title><content type='html'>Many of you know that Elaine and I were broken into back in September. Along with our car, whoever ripped us off also took a purse, cash, my wedding ring, and our ipods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning we realized our car was gone, I just knew that we would never see it again. I figured it was either in a million parts already or being driven until someone decided to abandon it in Mexico or something. Needless to say, it's been 4 months and I've stopped looking for it while driving around town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today, we had a message from a detective saying that he had an update on the case. Elaine called the police department and the cops had actually found it....my ipod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, yes : my ipod has turned up at some pawn shop. And for just $90 I could go pay the pawn guys for it, or I could take the pawn shop to court and try to win it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know about you, but I'll keep my $90 and let the pawn shop guys sell that ipod. I could never use it again - just wondering all the places it may have been.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-4382094931875128393?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/4382094931875128393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=4382094931875128393' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/4382094931875128393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/4382094931875128393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2008/01/no-resolution.html' title='No Resolution'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-7255162082704979691</id><published>2008-01-07T11:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T11:53:49.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MASK</title><content type='html'>I made Elaine watch the movie Mask last night. Well, I didn't really have to force her or anything - but she was a little weary of it to begin with. I mean, the movie stars Cher...that didn't really rope her in to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;Turns out, she really liked the movie. If you haven't seen the movie, you should check it out one Sunday afternoon that you'd rather watch a movie than flip through all the channels that have nothing on.&lt;br /&gt;The main character is this kid named Rocky Dennis - and he has this wild and rare disease where calcium deposits on his face and skull and causes it to become deformed. Anyway - even though I know the story has been 'Hollywood-ified' ... it spoke to me. Here's this kid who can't go anywhere without getting some comment or getting stared at. And in his 17 years of life, he went for it : he didn't let the criticism stop him.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately everybody's gonna have trouble in life - but it's usually not the problems that cripple us, it's our attitude.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-7255162082704979691?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/7255162082704979691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=7255162082704979691' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/7255162082704979691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/7255162082704979691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2008/01/lasertag.html' title='MASK'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-1878366368267444509</id><published>2007-12-26T12:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T12:38:15.584-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Showing Me Up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My wife is showing me up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I recall wanting to start a blog about 3 years ago and Elaine gave it little thought. Now, she's gone blog crazy (and I'm glad) - but in the process is making me look bad. So - I've resolved to get back into the game....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've had a picture'y' Christmas this year. Elaine and I haven't done the best job in the past with getting good pics of things that we do --- but this year I guess we've turned over a new leaf. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's really strange how Christmastime changes for me as I get older. I remember marking off the days until Christmas on a little chalkboard when I was younger. I guess it was partially the presents, the time off of school - the food. Remembering back, though, I don't recall many of the presents and only one or two favorite foods (like this crazy-sick peanutbutter chocolate log thing that my mom and aunt used to make...). But I do remember spending time with my family and getting that warm / hearthy feeling of being around everyone. As you get older, I guess it just gets harder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been grateful to be around a lot of kids this season - their eyes remind me of many things. Here's some shots of the season....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is Santa's Little Helper, Ainsley (my niece) - striking a pose....she's good at that.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148381822434541154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN-cQcWQrjQ/R3K5_X5J_mI/AAAAAAAAABs/gRcYSGQOA1s/s320/IMG_2549.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is Nehemiah Thomas (son of Patrick, the guy who helped LOADS by producing most of the 'Driven' Album)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148381259793825362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN-cQcWQrjQ/R3K5en5J_lI/AAAAAAAAABk/UZZA003_69g/s320/IMG_2484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my bud, Harrison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148382556873948818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN-cQcWQrjQ/R3K6qH5J_pI/AAAAAAAAACE/YBvl52q-lXI/s320/IMG_2496.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Santa's Little Helper #2, Jayci (Ainsley's siter) - I love her 'cause she'll dance all day with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148382294880943746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN-cQcWQrjQ/R3K6a35J_oI/AAAAAAAAAB8/4_Q-v6_r-DE/s320/IMG_2583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-1878366368267444509?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/1878366368267444509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=1878366368267444509' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/1878366368267444509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/1878366368267444509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2007/12/showing-me-up.html' title='Showing Me Up.'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN-cQcWQrjQ/R3K5_X5J_mI/AAAAAAAAABs/gRcYSGQOA1s/s72-c/IMG_2549.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-7418813434452854356</id><published>2007-11-13T07:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T07:34:50.624-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Album Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN-cQcWQrjQ/RznDyR2G0SI/AAAAAAAAAAc/5_Ee9CNUYP8/s1600-h/DSC_0130-small1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132348518916608290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN-cQcWQrjQ/RznDyR2G0SI/AAAAAAAAAAc/5_Ee9CNUYP8/s320/DSC_0130-small1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The album is finally finished. It will be released in January. For the time being, there's a new song posted on the myspace page. &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/jerodstarkeymusic"&gt;www.myspace.com/jerodstarkeymusic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-7418813434452854356?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/7418813434452854356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=7418813434452854356' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/7418813434452854356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/7418813434452854356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2007/11/album-updates.html' title='Album Updates'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN-cQcWQrjQ/RznDyR2G0SI/AAAAAAAAAAc/5_Ee9CNUYP8/s72-c/DSC_0130-small1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-724935619258050775</id><published>2007-10-29T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T10:03:37.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pix</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN-cQcWQrjQ/RyYSYZAmxaI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zWL7D12ZoMo/s1600-h/Reunion+Worship+Team+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126805436047476130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN-cQcWQrjQ/RyYSYZAmxaI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zWL7D12ZoMo/s320/Reunion+Worship+Team+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-724935619258050775?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/724935619258050775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=724935619258050775' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/724935619258050775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/724935619258050775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2007/10/pix.html' title='Pix'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN-cQcWQrjQ/RyYSYZAmxaI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zWL7D12ZoMo/s72-c/Reunion+Worship+Team+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-137452076403819577</id><published>2007-10-05T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T08:58:20.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally</title><content type='html'>One more week :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In another week, my album will the leave the studio and all the mixing, and enter into the mastering process.  It's been exactly one year since I started this process, and I'm very excited to be nearing its completion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-137452076403819577?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/137452076403819577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=137452076403819577' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/137452076403819577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/137452076403819577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2007/10/finally.html' title='Finally'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-4594073215096403737</id><published>2007-07-26T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T13:03:31.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crunch Time</title><content type='html'>If you're reading this blog, you're probably. extremely bored and have checked every other link you have to friends' webpages.  My posting frequency has left a lot to be desired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just an update :&lt;br /&gt;The album is starting to finally take some shape....we're starting to get closer and closer to a light at the end of the tunnel.  Still got some instruments to lay down, some vocals to do, and a lot of mixing/editing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's one of those times in life where the 'when it rains, it pours' expression actually fits.  The Post 27 website, which will have information about my piano and vocal instruction will be up soon, as well.  The site will also have info about customized songwriting and songwriting instruction.  I'll be singing in a couple of places over the next month or 2, leading worship for a high-school retreat, and leading worship at Reunion Church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're the praying type - pray that I stay in my right mind - that I'm unphazed by tiredness - and that more than anything I don't settle for less than I'm supposed to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-4594073215096403737?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/4594073215096403737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=4594073215096403737' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/4594073215096403737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/4594073215096403737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2007/07/crunch-time.html' title='Crunch Time'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-1613652715414144971</id><published>2007-05-20T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T20:04:23.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Recital Time</title><content type='html'>Kids are very cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we had a recital at the house for my 9 students.  They all came with their parents, friends, and siblings in their spiffy clothing.  Each one of them did a great job --- some of them I could tell got a lot of last minute practicing in.  It was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when I was in second grade and had my first piano recital.  It was neat to be a part of a memory that these guys will have for a lifetime.  Only unfortunate part is that it makes me feel as old as dirt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-1613652715414144971?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/1613652715414144971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=1613652715414144971' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/1613652715414144971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/1613652715414144971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2007/05/recital-time.html' title='Recital Time'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-4487987857228883581</id><published>2007-05-04T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T12:58:23.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May</title><content type='html'>I can't believe May is already here. April seemed to fly by. I'm looking forward to the snow cone stands opening up and eating out on restraunt patios. Not looking forward to mowing in the sweltering, heat, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still working on my solo album one small step at a time. I'll be posting some stuff on myspace soon. Along with the writing and singing, I'm falling in love with the production side, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new nephew named Mason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060797184585819954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN-cQcWQrjQ/RjuQOeOI5zI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QLBfLULMLp8/s320/IMG_2113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-4487987857228883581?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/4487987857228883581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=4487987857228883581' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Only I could....</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oEXSFZUDcHU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oEXSFZUDcHU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&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/12229747-117021960645276116?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/117021960645276116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=117021960645276116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/117021960645276116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/117021960645276116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2007/01/if-only-i-could_30.html' title='If Only I could....'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-117021957264907469</id><published>2007-01-30T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T20:59:32.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If Only I could....</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-117021957264907469?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/117021957264907469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=117021957264907469' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/117021957264907469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/117021957264907469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2007/01/if-only-i-could.html' title='If Only I could....'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-116811541039703908</id><published>2007-01-06T12:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T12:31:00.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Song</title><content type='html'>A couple of friends of mine, Boots and Alyssa, got married on January 1st. I had the very cool opportunity to write a song for their wedding and sing it during the ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;Friday I spent a few hours recording it, and it's now posted on my myspace page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/jerodstarkeymusic"&gt;www.myspace.com/jerodstarkeymusic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-116811541039703908?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/116811541039703908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=116811541039703908' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/116811541039703908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/116811541039703908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2007/01/wedding-song.html' title='Wedding Song'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-116725130010227058</id><published>2006-12-27T12:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T12:28:20.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming Soon....</title><content type='html'>Hope you had a good holiday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My website will be coming soon.  Here's a bitty taste....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jerodstarkey.com"&gt;www.jerodstarkey.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-116725130010227058?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/116725130010227058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=116725130010227058' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/116725130010227058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/116725130010227058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2006/12/coming-soon.html' title='Coming Soon....'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-116474874545229884</id><published>2006-11-28T13:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T13:20:53.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Represent&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/yPfTrVl_pzA" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalie Grant : I Am Not Alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I always get sick around the holidays?  I can't seem to shake this thing I have...the flu...whatever it is.  Funny how God can slow you down...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-116474874545229884?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/116474874545229884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=116474874545229884' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/116474874545229884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/116474874545229884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2006/11/represent-natalie-grant-i-am-not-alone.html' title=''/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-116252041591534876</id><published>2006-11-02T18:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T18:20:15.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhaustion</title><content type='html'>Maybe I'm not getting enough sleep - but everything is funnier these days for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Bad Thing Happened at the WalMart Bathroom....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elaine and I had to make a run to a pretty ghetto Wal-Mart last night for some supplies...and we both had really horrible bathroom experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The walmart bathrooms have those automatic sinks that turn on when you put your hands under them --- but they are so extremely shallow that you are almost forced to touch the sides or bottom of the sink to get your hands underneath the flow of water.....which wouldn't be that big of a deal if there wasn't a baseball size gooey mess of gum that some kid had placed in the sink.&lt;br /&gt;Elaine experienced a little exhibitionism when she walked in...2 larger ladies using the toilets with the doors open.  (blech).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be going to the bathroom anymore there.  Scared.  Truly scared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-116252041591534876?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/116252041591534876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=116252041591534876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/116252041591534876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/116252041591534876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2006/11/exhaustion.html' title='Exhaustion'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-116088307483155737</id><published>2006-10-14T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T20:31:55.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It started</title><content type='html'>Today I got some scratch vocals down on my first song for the album. You can hear it at www.myspace.com/jerodstarkeymusic&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-116088307483155737?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/116088307483155737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=116088307483155737' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/116088307483155737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/116088307483155737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2006/10/it-started.html' title='It started'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-116035439494064363</id><published>2006-10-08T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T17:39:54.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here It Comes</title><content type='html'>It's finally here.  I'm starting on my own CD project in less than a week.  I've slated 5 songs to do up front.  They range everywhere from dance/r&amp;b to ballads to praise and worship.  It'll be a wild ride.  I'll be putting things up here and on myspace so you can take a listen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-116035439494064363?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/116035439494064363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=116035439494064363' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/116035439494064363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/116035439494064363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2006/10/here-it-comes.html' title='Here It Comes'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-115939616308163989</id><published>2006-09-27T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T15:29:23.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Before a Month Passes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/1600/IMG_1478.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/IMG_1478.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to make a post before a month goes by. Otherwise, Matt, the blog-Nazi will ream me for not doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my artistic little niece glittering her pumpkin for halloween.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-115939616308163989?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/115939616308163989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=115939616308163989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/115939616308163989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/115939616308163989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2006/09/before-month-passes.html' title='Before a Month Passes'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-115707406961203989</id><published>2006-08-31T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T18:27:49.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Artsy Dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/1600/IMG_1404.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/IMG_1404.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-115707406961203989?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/115707406961203989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=115707406961203989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/115707406961203989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/115707406961203989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2006/08/artsy-dog.html' title='Artsy Dog'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-115509685210262191</id><published>2006-08-08T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T21:14:12.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/1600/obituary-Jerod-2-6-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/obituary-Jerod-2-6-10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What?  Go here to find out what your obituary will say.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=114"&gt;http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=114&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-115509685210262191?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/115509685210262191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=115509685210262191' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/115509685210262191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/115509685210262191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2006/08/what.html' title='What?'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-115409688999252493</id><published>2006-07-28T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T07:28:10.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's Lunch : LA Gourmet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lagourmetpizza.com"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/chicken-pizza.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been on an 'everything tomato' kick lately. But my favorite place to get my fix is LA Gourmet. It's on McKinney within walking distance of Elaine's new office. I'm thinking hamburger and pepporoni today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-115409688999252493?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/115409688999252493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=115409688999252493' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/115409688999252493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/115409688999252493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2006/07/todays-lunch-la-gourmet.html' title='Today&apos;s Lunch : LA Gourmet'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-115267690399331640</id><published>2006-07-11T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T21:01:44.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Singing in Waco</title><content type='html'>Got to sing at Woodway First United Methodist this past weekend with my pals Carlton and Eric. It's the first time I've done a full concert in awhile - but it was exciting and motivating to finish some of my songs and get back out there. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/cael01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/IMG_1299.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/IMG_1297.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-115267690399331640?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/115267690399331640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=115267690399331640' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/115267690399331640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/115267690399331640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2006/07/singing-in-waco.html' title='Singing in Waco'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-115160923454118128</id><published>2006-06-29T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T12:27:14.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Family Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/1600/poo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/poo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took our first family vacation last week. We traveled down to Corpus Christi with some friends (Tyler and Evie) and our lab, Harrison. It was awesome. Harrison was the best travel companion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-115160923454118128?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/115160923454118128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=115160923454118128' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/115160923454118128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/115160923454118128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2006/06/first-family-vacation.html' title='First Family Vacation'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-115058521859195140</id><published>2006-06-17T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T16:00:18.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Like to Shoot</title><content type='html'>Got an opportunity to go to a firing range with Mike and David this morning. I always like shooting - but I didn't realize I liked it this much....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/clay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First we shot 2 different 12 gauge shotguns...one pump-action police issue overstock that kicked nicely. I like it when the recoil is pretty harsh...seems a little more sporting that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/glock.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then we stepped over to the pistol range where I got to try out a couple of different hand guns.  My favorite was the glock...  Today felt very redneck - but very fun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-115058521859195140?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/115058521859195140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=115058521859195140' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/115058521859195140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/115058521859195140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-like-to-shoot.html' title='I Like to Shoot'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-114996803356445807</id><published>2006-06-10T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T12:33:53.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Might I Suggest</title><content type='html'>Pappy's Hamburger Co. on Mockingbird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler and I went on a whim.  Great stuff.  Greasy spoon.  And fine fried okra.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-114996803356445807?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/114996803356445807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=114996803356445807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/114996803356445807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/114996803356445807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2006/06/might-i-suggest.html' title='Might I Suggest'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-114988017144075074</id><published>2006-06-09T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T12:09:31.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's Lunch : Which Wich</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/1600/wich.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/wich.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elaine recently moved to the Uptown branch of Republic Title. At the bottom of her building, there is a sandwich place called Which Wich. Pretty good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;For all you Wacoans, it's kinda like Quizno's goes to Heitmiller's where you fill out your order on a little form and turn it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, we're going to see :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/1600/theomen2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/theomen2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Omen.  Everyone needs a good horror flick now and again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-114988017144075074?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/114988017144075074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=114988017144075074' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/114988017144075074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/114988017144075074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2006/06/todays-lunch-which-wich.html' title='Today&apos;s Lunch : Which Wich'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-114947926690639720</id><published>2006-06-04T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T20:53:34.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>North Carolina and Nashville</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/1600/IMG_1107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/IMG_1107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/1600/IMG_1123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/IMG_1123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elaine and I are on our little mini-vacation....tonight was filled with big band music in an awesome Brentwood park...&lt;br /&gt;Earlier in the week, we were at the wedding of Ray and Sarah Green. Even though it was regularly meant to be outside and was rained out --- it was very cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-114947926690639720?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/114947926690639720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=114947926690639720' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/114947926690639720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/114947926690639720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2006/06/north-carolina-and-nashville.html' title='North Carolina and Nashville'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-114910979194081927</id><published>2006-05-31T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T14:09:51.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventures</title><content type='html'>Yes.  I am going to see Mariah Carey in September.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-114910979194081927?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/114910979194081927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=114910979194081927' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/114910979194081927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/114910979194081927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2006/05/adventures.html' title='Adventures'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-114850346037223520</id><published>2006-05-24T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T13:44:20.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gavin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/1600/gavin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/gavin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elaine and I went to see Gavin perform at Gilley's on Monday night. Though it was initally a little odd to be at Gilley's after Reunion had held church there a few months back, it turned out to be an awesome night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gavin. What can you say? He's normal, he's cool, and he's dang talented. He threw in a couple of new ones, and I'm excited to see what comes out on his next album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In other news - there's a guy that's a little Gavin-esque.  His name is Jimmy Needham.  Check him out...   &lt;a href="http://www.jimmyneedham.com"&gt;www.jimmyneedham.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-114850346037223520?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/114850346037223520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=114850346037223520' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/114850346037223520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/114850346037223520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2006/05/gavin.html' title='Gavin'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-114711581476637308</id><published>2006-05-08T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T12:16:54.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mary Jane</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/1600/pool1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/pool1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Elaine and I were displaced from our house, we stayed in the Verandas on Gaston.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were there we met a guy (who we'll call Jack for the sake of our story).&lt;br /&gt;Jack was a cool guy. Manager of a store in North Park Mall and pretty friendly. He also had a cool dog that Harrison really got along with. We'll call the dog Spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night we pass Jack on the stairs up to our place and he asks, "Are you guys up to no good?" I reply no. And then as he continues walking away from us I yell , "At least not yet" and follow it up with a healthy fake laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 minutes later he comes up to our place and asks if we want to come hang out. Even though it's almost 11 on a Thrusday night, we agree to go. By this time we can kinda tell that Jack's a little jacked....probably just a little tipsy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We go down to his place. Harrison and Spot are having a great time playing. Jack is really relaxed on his couch. Then all the sudden he pops up and grabs a device under his cabinet. It looked something like this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/bong.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he started lighting the thing up he said, "I'm so glad you guys are stoners." Elaine and I exchange pretty bewildered glances and I say, "Well, actually, we're not." He says, "You're not?!?" And after having already taken a few drags, attempts to put the thing out and then gets up and shoves it back under a counter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we know it, he's saying how early he has to get up the next morning to go to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so wild to encounter Mary Jane at this stage in life. But, at least Jack didn't think I was a stiff, rigid person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 346px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="223" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/untitled.0.jpg" width="441" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-114711581476637308?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/114711581476637308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=114711581476637308' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/114711581476637308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/114711581476637308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2006/05/mary-jane.html' title='Mary Jane'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-114624453000915574</id><published>2006-04-28T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T10:15:30.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>April Showers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/1600/rainandsunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/400/rainandsunset.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it rains it pours. Seriously. I'm currently trying to get our Impala towed across town because it decided to die last night around 10. I had just started getting used to living in our home again since the tree incident... It's always something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other good news, I've passed both my Series 6 &amp;amp; 63 licensing exams in order to be able to sell securities. I'm excited about building my business. Hopefully all the rain in April will bring about great things in May.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-114624453000915574?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/114624453000915574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=114624453000915574' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/114624453000915574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/114624453000915574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2006/04/april-showers.html' title='April Showers'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-114416331726648306</id><published>2006-04-04T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T08:08:37.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Animalistic</title><content type='html'>Usually, when I think of someone being animalistic, I think of someone having no restraint or just being a little crude.&lt;br /&gt;But I got to thinking this morning that everyone might be a little happier if they were a little more animalistic.  My dog, Harrison, has the same exact routine everyday, but he's always happy to do it.  If he ever does get bored, he doesn't take it out on anyone else.  If we could all be a little more like that....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-114416331726648306?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/114416331726648306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=114416331726648306' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/114416331726648306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/114416331726648306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2006/04/animalistic.html' title='Animalistic'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-114321837863185024</id><published>2006-03-24T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T08:42:11.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Handy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/1600/IMG_0940.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/IMG_0940.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/1600/IMG_0938.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/IMG_0938.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really. I guess you learn to be handy when your Jack and the Beanstalk size tree hits your house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-114321837863185024?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/114321837863185024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=114321837863185024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/114321837863185024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/114321837863185024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-handy.html' title='I&apos;m Handy'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-114287287707796400</id><published>2006-03-20T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T08:41:17.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Treehouse</title><content type='html'>Saturday night we came home to find one of our 75-100 year old Red Oak trees on top of our house and in our bedroom. In the process, this tree took out most of our concrete backyard decor, and made our roof look like swiss cheese.&lt;br /&gt;On top of all that, Dallas took 10+ inches of rain. Luckily, my father and cousin were here to help secure the roof so that we weren't swimming in our house.&lt;br /&gt;So, we now embark on finding out the extent of our damage and getting people to work on this house.&lt;br /&gt;I'm proud of our sturdy little house, though. It handled it really well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh - and Harrison was the only one home when it fell. He's been a little trooper as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/1600/IMG_0872.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/IMG_0872.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our bedroom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't get any of the other pics to upload right now...but i'll do it later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-114287287707796400?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/114287287707796400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=114287287707796400' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/114287287707796400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/114287287707796400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2006/03/treehouse.html' title='The Treehouse'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-114140690347120845</id><published>2006-03-03T09:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T09:28:54.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Frozen Burger.  Ever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/1600/bub1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/bub1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. I'm a burger guy. And I'm always looking for ways to enjoy more burgers at home. Found it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bubba.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Grill 'em. Love 'em. Yum.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-114140690347120845?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/114140690347120845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=114140690347120845' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/114140690347120845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/114140690347120845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2006/03/best-frozen-burger-ever.html' title='The Best Frozen Burger.  Ever.'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-114082094339384293</id><published>2006-02-24T14:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T14:42:23.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Beach Evangelism, Ocean City, MD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/1600/333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/1600/22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/1600/ShowLetter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/ShowLetter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-114082094339384293?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/114082094339384293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=114082094339384293' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/114082094339384293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/114082094339384293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2006/02/new-beach-evangelism-ocean-city-md.html' title='New Beach Evangelism, Ocean City, MD'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-114079882280472755</id><published>2006-02-24T08:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T08:40:08.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Five Cent Stand</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/1600/five.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/five.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couple of friends of mine (Seth and Amber) have just completed their 2nd Cd project down in Houston. Go give it a listen....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/fivecentstand"&gt;FIVE CENT STAND&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-114079882280472755?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/114079882280472755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=114079882280472755' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/114079882280472755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/114079882280472755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2006/02/five-cent-stand.html' title='Five Cent Stand'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-114002479497611496</id><published>2006-02-15T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T09:33:15.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>Valentines Day, which I like to refer to as VD, isn't particularly one of my favorite holidays.  Schmaltz for schmaltz's sake....sorta gags me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this year was better than it's been for me (and I hope for Elaine) in the past. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I left in the morning to take Harrison to the lake, I noticed that Elaine locked the door behind her as she left for work...and I thought to myself, "ha...my wife locks me in" --- which, is a sweet thing.  I guess she doesn't want anyone to come and steal me or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when I get back from the lake, I notice that the TV is on in the living room, and my Itunes are playing in the study.  I didn't really think too much of it.  I mean, the door was still locked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a few minutes I get an email from Elaine that says, "are you going crazy?".  I say no.  And she responds with "Are you hearing things".  I call her and she answers the phone laughing because she thinks she's so funny.  She forget something, and had to run home...and thought it would 'freak me out' to turn everything on.  She got the hugest kick out of it....I laughed just because she thought she was so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished the night off at &lt;a href="http://www.terillis.com/dallas.html"&gt;Terilli's&lt;/a&gt; on Greeneville.  If you ever go, get the Italian Nachos...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-114002479497611496?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/114002479497611496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=114002479497611496' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/114002479497611496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/114002479497611496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2006/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-113950536713014062</id><published>2006-02-09T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T13:06:33.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2006 Grammy Awards</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/steve.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2006 Grammy Awards in Pictoral Review&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stevie and Alicia opened the evening by singing a little bit of Stevie's "Higher" acapella. Awesome. Set the mood for the entire night. They dedicated it to Coretta Scott King.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/1600/usmary.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/usmary.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U2 let Mary J. Blidge get on stage and sing...why? Good question. She added a few good screams in some way too tight pants.&lt;br /&gt;U2 and Mary sang together on Kirk Franklin's song "Lean on Me" back in the day with Crystal Lewis and R. Kelly. They should've let Crystal sing. But props to U2 for stretching a little and collaborating with someone outside of their box.&lt;br /&gt;But really, what's with the CoExist U2 is always promoting. I believe in peace --- but when you flash the word 'One' in hundreds of languages across the screen and then flash the &lt;a href="http://images.search.yahoo.com/search/images?ei=UTF-8&amp;fr=sfp&amp;amp;p=coexist"&gt;COEXIST&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sign, I get a little confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/1600/slystone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/slystone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sly Stone was resurrected. At 61, Sly, with a fake blond mohawk, looked and moved more like a dancer out of Michael Jackson's "Thriller" video. But we'll cut him slack (a lot...and then some more) for all the great jams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/1600/madonna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/madonna.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madonna, Madge, opened the show...along with Gorillaz (yes...the animated band). She looks pretty dang good for her age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/1600/kelly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/kelly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Kelly Clarkson won 2 Grammys. From American Idol to Grammys. Nice. But the poor girl wouldn't stop crying. Her performance was good --- but she just doesn't ever need to speak in public. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/1600/kanye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/kanye.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor guy. Of all nights to dress poorly. Something about the gloves reminded me of OJ. But the performance of "Gold Digger" with the band theme was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/1600/flylikea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/flylikea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mariah hasn't won a grammy since 1990 - but last night she won 3. She sang "Fly like a Bird" with Hezekiah Walker's choir. Amazing singer and songwriter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/1600/coldplay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/coldplay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coldplay. Dang good songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/1600/sug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/sug.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst New Artist : Sugarland.&lt;br /&gt;They remind us of everything we hate about country music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/1600/chris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/chris.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably my favorite part of the night was Christina Aguilera and Herbie Hancock. Herbie's got some mad piano skilss...and well... Christina -- Way to represent for the white folk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-113950536713014062?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/113950536713014062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=113950536713014062' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/113950536713014062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/113950536713014062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2006/02/2006-grammy-awards.html' title='2006 Grammy Awards'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-113924641036710968</id><published>2006-02-06T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T09:20:13.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's move on.</title><content type='html'>I'm ready for Spring.  Summer, even.  But no...we get this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feb 6  &lt;a href="http://www.weather.com/weather/detail/75228?dayNum=0"&gt;Today&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunny with gusty winds. Cooler. High 57F. Winds NNW at 20 to 30 mph.&lt;br /&gt;Feb 6  &lt;a href="http://www.weather.com/weather/detail/75228?dayNum=0"&gt;Tonight&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly clear. Low near 35F. Winds NW at 5 to 10 mph.&lt;br /&gt;Feb 7  &lt;a href="http://www.weather.com/weather/detail/75228?dayNum=1"&gt;Tomorrow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine. High 64F. Winds SW at 5 to 10 mph.&lt;br /&gt;Feb 7  &lt;a href="http://www.weather.com/weather/detail/75228?dayNum=1"&gt;Tomorrow night&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few clouds from time to time. Low 38F. Winds S at 5 to 10 mph.&lt;br /&gt;Feb 8  &lt;a href="http://www.weather.com/weather/detail/75228?dayNum=2"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly sunny. Highs in the low 60s and lows in the mid 30s.&lt;br /&gt;Feb 9  &lt;a href="http://www.weather.com/weather/detail/75228?dayNum=3"&gt;Thursday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abundant sunshine. Highs in the upper 50s and lows in the upper 30s.&lt;br /&gt;Feb 10  &lt;a href="http://www.weather.com/weather/detail/75228?dayNum=4"&gt;Friday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More sun than clouds. Highs in the low 60s and lows in the mid 30s.&lt;br /&gt;Feb 11  &lt;a href="http://www.weather.com/weather/detail/75228?dayNum=5"&gt;Saturday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plenty of sun. Highs in the mid 50s and lows in the upper 20s.&lt;br /&gt;Feb 12  &lt;a href="http://www.weather.com/weather/detail/75228?dayNum=6"&gt;Sunday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mainly sunny. Highs in the mid 50s and lows in the mid 30s.&lt;br /&gt;Feb 13  &lt;a href="http://www.weather.com/weather/detail/75228?dayNum=7"&gt;Monday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mainly sunny. Highs in the low 60s and lows in the upper 30s.&lt;br /&gt;Feb 14  &lt;a href="http://www.weather.com/weather/detail/75228?dayNum=8"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plenty of sun. Highs in the mid 60s and lows in the mid 40s.&lt;br /&gt;Feb 15  &lt;a href="http://www.weather.com/weather/detail/75228?dayNum=9"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix of sun and clouds. Highs in the mid 60s and lows in the upper 40s&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-113924641036710968?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/113924641036710968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=113924641036710968' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/113924641036710968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/113924641036710968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2006/02/lets-move-on.html' title='Let&apos;s move on.'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-113840548489394759</id><published>2006-01-27T15:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T15:44:44.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>UNDERWORLD II : Evolution</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/1600/evolution7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/evolution7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like dark movies. Brotherhood of the Wolf, Matrix, The Cell, Underworld.... I'm a fan of them all.&lt;br /&gt;Recently we went to see Underworld II : Evolution. It was great : vampires and the whole bit. But why do they have to throw in the obligatory sex scene? I really don't get it... does anyone really enjoy it? It just seems so pointless to me. They say that sex sells, but who is going to go see Underworld for the 20 second sex scene? I don't think that the scene helps this movie sell --- but what do I know...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-113840548489394759?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/113840548489394759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=113840548489394759' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/113840548489394759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/113840548489394759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2006/01/underworld-ii-evolution.html' title='UNDERWORLD II : Evolution'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-113761639401191136</id><published>2006-01-18T12:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T12:33:14.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>24</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/1600/IMG_0605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/IMG_0605.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/1600/IMG_0622.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/IMG_0622.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/1600/IMG_0598.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/IMG_0598.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/1600/IMG_0595.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/IMG_0595.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/1600/IMG_0594.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/IMG_0594.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/1600/IMG_0593.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/IMG_0593.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't been watching the show 24, you should start. It's not too late to jump in. Trust me, Jack Bauer is worth it. In honor of the season premiere, we had a little party at our house...here are some pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/1600/IMG_0591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/IMG_0591.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/1600/IMG_0586.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/IMG_0586.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-113761639401191136?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/113761639401191136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=113761639401191136' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/113761639401191136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/113761639401191136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2006/01/24.html' title='24'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-113597675469229172</id><published>2005-12-30T13:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T13:05:54.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Texas Insurance</title><content type='html'>I can sell it now, after passing my exam....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-113597675469229172?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/113597675469229172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=113597675469229172' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/113597675469229172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/113597675469229172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2005/12/texas-insurance.html' title='Texas Insurance'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-113528733081904272</id><published>2005-12-22T13:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T13:35:30.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM FLASH</title><content type='html'>Your results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are &lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;The Flash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;The Flash&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="LEFT" size="4" width="90"&gt;&lt;td&gt; 90%&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Hulk&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="LEFT" size="4" width="75"&gt;&lt;td&gt; 75%&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Superman&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="LEFT" size="4" width="65"&gt;&lt;td&gt; 65%&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Wonder Woman&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="LEFT" size="4" width="65"&gt;&lt;td&gt; 65%&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Robin&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="LEFT" size="4" width="65"&gt;&lt;td&gt; 65%&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Catwoman&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="LEFT" size="4" width="60"&gt;&lt;td&gt; 60%&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Iron Man&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="LEFT" size="4" width="60"&gt;&lt;td&gt; 60%&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Supergirl&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="LEFT" size="4" width="55"&gt;&lt;td&gt; 55%&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Green Lantern&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="LEFT" size="4" width="55"&gt;&lt;td&gt; 55%&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Batman&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="LEFT" size="4" width="40"&gt;&lt;td&gt; 40%&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Spider-Man&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="LEFT" size="4" width="35"&gt;&lt;td&gt; 35%&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;td&gt;Fast, athletic and flirtatious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="&lt;a href=" /&gt;http://www.seabreezecomputers.com/superhero/pics/flash.jpg"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a&lt;&gt;%20HREF="&lt;a href="http://www.seabreezecomputers.com/superhero/pics/flash.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-113528733081904272?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/113528733081904272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=113528733081904272' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/113528733081904272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/113528733081904272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-am-flash.html' title='I AM FLASH'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-113466636092835484</id><published>2005-12-15T08:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T09:06:00.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Have I Been?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/1600/head_in_sand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/head_in_sand.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know really. Right now I'm working one of my last 2 papers that I need to finish for this semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Recently we had a Christmas party with eveyone from the Reunion music team over. We packed our house out, and it was a great time. Here's some pics.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/Fall%20Winter%20Dallas%20026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/Fall%20Winter%20Dallas%20028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/Fall%20Winter%20Dallas%20037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/Fall%20Winter%20Dallas%20061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/Fall%20Winter%20Dallas%20039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/Fall%20Winter%20Dallas%20054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/Fall%20Winter%20Dallas%20045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-113466636092835484?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/113466636092835484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=113466636092835484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/113466636092835484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/113466636092835484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2005/12/where-have-i-been.html' title='Where Have I Been?'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-113303862752698255</id><published>2005-11-26T12:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T12:57:07.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Decorating</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/1600/IMG_0365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/IMG_0365.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I braved Garden Ridge. I barely made it out alive.&lt;br /&gt;But our house is very festive now. In fact, it's the best on the block.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-113303862752698255?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/113303862752698255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=113303862752698255' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/113303862752698255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/113303862752698255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2005/11/holiday-decorating.html' title='Holiday Decorating'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-113086832610462755</id><published>2005-11-01T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T10:05:26.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My favorite Trick-or-Treaters....that I MISSED...</title><content type='html'>Rarely do I ever miss things because of work - but I missed both of these tricksters last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/1600/ainsleyhall05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/ainsleyhall05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My niece Ainsley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/1600/Luke3Halloween05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/Luke3Halloween05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My bud Luke Hemple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-113086832610462755?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/113086832610462755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=113086832610462755' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/113086832610462755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/113086832610462755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-favorite-trick-or-treatersthat-i.html' title='My favorite Trick-or-Treaters....that I MISSED...'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-113053670619394255</id><published>2005-10-28T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T14:58:26.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homecoming</title><content type='html'>So.  I'm not the biggest Waco fan out there...but Elaine and I are traveling back to Waco this weekend to participate in a few Homecoming festivities (yes...we're actually going to the game) and to eat at some good spots....Kitok's, La Fiesta, and Ninfas (in no particular order).&lt;br /&gt;We're also visiting our old home church Greater New Light Missionary Baptist Church.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-113053670619394255?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/113053670619394255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=113053670619394255' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/113053670619394255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/113053670619394255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2005/10/homecoming.html' title='Homecoming'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-112992455688254765</id><published>2005-10-21T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T12:55:56.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/1600/nn-header2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/nn-header2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, Elaine and I went with some friends Simri &amp; Shawn Davis (for more on Shawn check out &lt;a href="http://www.thewhetstone.com"&gt;The Whetstone &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.jeffberry.org"&gt;Jeff Berry Band&lt;/a&gt;) to see Nichole Nordeman in concert.  It was a great concert.  Not only are all her songs original, beautiful, and worshipful, but she also presented some great testimony.  She incorporated scripture and some dang good theology compared to a lot of the other junk that's out there right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-112992455688254765?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112992455688254765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=112992455688254765' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/112992455688254765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/112992455688254765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2005/10/great-concert.html' title='Great Concert'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-112949852748261714</id><published>2005-10-16T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T14:35:27.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stoneleigh P</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/1600/RMC_menu_front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/RMC_menu_front.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found my new favorite burger in Dallas. The &lt;a href="http://www.stoneleighp.com"&gt;Stoneleigh P&lt;/a&gt;. Pumpernickel bun, provolone cheese, and homemade garlic mayo make this burger awesome. Great atmosphere, too. On Maple and Wolf in Uptown. I highly suggest it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-112949852748261714?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112949852748261714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=112949852748261714' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/112949852748261714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/112949852748261714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2005/10/stoneleigh-p.html' title='Stoneleigh P'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-112895320451452904</id><published>2005-10-10T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T07:16:45.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fair</title><content type='html'>Elaine and I went to the fair with a lot of folks from Reunion Church to celebrate the church's 8th anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;I have grown up going to the fair pretty much my whole life (in Waco) - and I remember the hot dogs, funnel cake, cheap glittery motorcycles you ride on a track, little ducks floating in water, and my sister taking me on the Zipper (which I ended up falling in love with).&lt;br /&gt;This year I was on a mission to find the fried peanut butter and jelly - but couldn't find it anywhere....so Elaine and I decided to ride the ferris wheel - since neither of us have and it's the biggest thing there. I guess I didn't know the fair was so dang expensive. $11 just for us to ride that thing that went around twice. Rip off.&lt;br /&gt;If you went to the fair and really did it right, you'd have to spend well over $100 to ride stuff and to eat....and I think that's pretty crappy. To me, the fair is supposed to be a place where you can look at the new cars...and also be surrounded by some nostalgic things unique to Texas - not a place where you have to blow your inheritance to take your family and kids....I mean...skip it and go ride The Cave at Sixflags... &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/untitled3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-112895320451452904?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112895320451452904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=112895320451452904' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/112895320451452904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/112895320451452904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2005/10/fair.html' title='The Fair'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-112804646854011687</id><published>2005-09-29T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T19:14:28.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/1600/untitled2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/untitled2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-112804646854011687?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112804646854011687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=112804646854011687' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/112804646854011687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/112804646854011687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2005/09/rip.html' title='R.I.P.'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-112725008636849665</id><published>2005-09-20T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T14:01:26.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Way to Meet Neighbors</title><content type='html'>Today, I'm reading Bingham's History of the Church when I hear a knock on the front door.&lt;br /&gt;I open it and see an older lady that lives down the street from us, who I've seen while walking the dog and such. She says that's she's in a 'situation' and needs my help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I offer for her to come in, but she says she needs my help at her place. After I throw on a T-Shirt, I go outside and follow her down the street. She explains that she's locked herself out of her house because she lost her garage door opener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walk into the back yard and there is a ladder right next to a window. She asked me to crawl through it and open up one of the doors. So I shimmy my way into her bedroom in a small space between her bed and nightstand and go to the back door to let her in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After she thanked me, I told her my name was Jerod. Her name is Betty. And now we're neighbors. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/untitled1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-112725008636849665?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112725008636849665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=112725008636849665' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/112725008636849665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/112725008636849665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2005/09/new-way-to-meet-neighbors.html' title='The New Way to Meet Neighbors'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-112680858392199743</id><published>2005-09-15T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T11:23:03.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird Dreams</title><content type='html'>So I've been having some crazy STUPID dreams lately....I've seen myself working in a fried chicken restraunt, complete with the little paper hat thing.&lt;br /&gt;But last night's dream was especially odd and cool. I was riding in a huge purple car...maybe an Impala.. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/295854.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Something like this car.  Anyway - I'm riding along with Snoop Dogg and Nate Dogg.  We pull up to a huge metal-ish warehouse and walk towards the front door.  I open the door, peer inside, and turn back around to Snoop and say, "Do you roll with 50 cent?"   He says, "No" and the next thing I know we're running back to the car.  Gun shots ring out, I'm lying down in the back seat, and I get shot in the stomach.   Then I wake up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dream interpretations welcome.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-112680858392199743?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112680858392199743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=112680858392199743' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/112680858392199743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/112680858392199743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2005/09/weird-dreams.html' title='Weird Dreams'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-112647467672078431</id><published>2005-09-11T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T14:37:56.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Creepy Love Tape</title><content type='html'>Some 19 year old guy made this little tape for his girlfriend for their 6 month anniversary.  She broke up with him days later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kiddlive.com/LoveTape.mp3"&gt;Listen to it.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of anniversaries, Elaine and I will celebrate our 3rd wedding anniversary on Wednesday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-112647467672078431?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112647467672078431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=112647467672078431' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/112647467672078431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/112647467672078431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2005/09/creepy-love-tape.html' title='Creepy Love Tape'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-112621573646271331</id><published>2005-09-08T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T14:42:16.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Joke</title><content type='html'>Here - have a cheap laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three third graders were walking down the street: a redhead, brunnette, and a blonde.&lt;br /&gt;Which one had the best figure?&lt;br /&gt;The blonde - she was 18.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-112621573646271331?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112621573646271331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=112621573646271331' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/112621573646271331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/112621573646271331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2005/09/stupid-joke.html' title='Stupid Joke'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-112569228538730799</id><published>2005-09-02T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T13:18:05.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Was It That Bad?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/1600/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. Pretty much.&lt;br /&gt;I survived the first full week of classes at DTS. I feel like it pretty much owns my soul. Hopefully that will get better. Or maybe there's a pill or something for that feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Bingham's church history class is at the top of my list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-112569228538730799?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112569228538730799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=112569228538730799' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/112569228538730799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/112569228538730799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2005/09/was-it-that-bad.html' title='Was It That Bad?'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-112490408727450724</id><published>2005-08-24T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T10:21:27.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Feeling</title><content type='html'>of complete dread.&lt;br /&gt;I guess up until this week I've been kind of looking forward to going back to school and hitting all the books at DTS.  But something about this being the last week before school starts again makes me have that feeling I used to get when I had to go back to school after Christmas break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't explain the exact reason why - maybe it's the Greek or the no flip-flops rule.  Maybe suicide greek left a bad taste in my mouth....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway - I'm probably the only one who feels this way.  I'm sure all of the other good DTS-ers (excluding Matt who doesn't have to ever visit campus) are more than thrilled to go back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-112490408727450724?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112490408727450724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=112490408727450724' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/112490408727450724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/112490408727450724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2005/08/new-feeling.html' title='A New Feeling'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-112481570647173112</id><published>2005-08-23T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T09:48:26.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>16th months</title><content type='html'>My niece is my newest and youngest piano student.  If only my adult students could have such great posture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/1600/IMG_0202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/IMG_0202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-112481570647173112?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112481570647173112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=112481570647173112' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/112481570647173112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/112481570647173112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2005/08/16th-months.html' title='16th months'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-112467718565214110</id><published>2005-08-21T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T19:19:45.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm spying on myself</title><content type='html'>Matt recently showed me GoogleEarth.  Amazing.  You can check out anyplace on the globe with this thing...&lt;br /&gt;Makes you wonder just how much big brother does know....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-112467718565214110?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112467718565214110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=112467718565214110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/112467718565214110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/112467718565214110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-spying-on-myself.html' title='I&apos;m spying on myself'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-112380916570846342</id><published>2005-08-11T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T18:12:45.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No - It's not ours</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/1600/Nehemiah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/Nehemiah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Patrick and Tiffany Thomas just had a little baby boy - Nehemiah.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-112380916570846342?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112380916570846342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=112380916570846342' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/112380916570846342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/112380916570846342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2005/08/no-its-not-ours.html' title='No - It&apos;s not ours'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-112369899938560745</id><published>2005-08-10T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T11:36:39.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My CD player is broken in my car.  As a result I've listened to countless hours of boring radio...and not hardly any of 94.9  or 90.9 because I just get so sick of the same early 90s sounding stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway - I did find something that would fit in the 'contemporary christian' category that I really like.   Finally some real lyrics from a CCM artist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold On&lt;br /&gt;Nichole Nordeman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will find you at the bottom of a bottle&lt;br /&gt;It will find you at the needle's end&lt;br /&gt;It will find you when you beg and steal and borrow&lt;br /&gt;It will follow you into a stranger's bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will find you when they serve you with the papers&lt;br /&gt;It will find you when the locks have changed again&lt;br /&gt;It will find you when you've called in all your favors&lt;br /&gt;It will meet you at the bridge's highest ledge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So baby don't look down, it's a long way&lt;br /&gt;The sum will come around to a new day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hold on     Love will find you &lt;br /&gt;Hold On        He's right behind you now&lt;br /&gt;Just turn around    And love will find you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will find you when the doctor's head is shaking&lt;br /&gt;It will find you in a boardroom, mostly dead&lt;br /&gt;It will crawl into the foxhole where you're praying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will curl up in your halfway empty bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So baby don't believe that it's over&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you can't see round the corner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hold on    Love will find you&lt;br /&gt;Hold On      He's right behind you now&lt;br /&gt;Just turn around   And love will find you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To hang between two theives in the darkness&lt;br /&gt;Love must believe you are worth it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-112369899938560745?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112369899938560745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=112369899938560745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/112369899938560745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/112369899938560745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-cd-player-is-broken-in-my-car.html' title=''/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-112318298995410530</id><published>2005-08-04T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T12:16:29.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm all moved in.</title><content type='html'>But Comcast can't install cable internet until August 11th.  Ich liebe dial-up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-112318298995410530?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112318298995410530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=112318298995410530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/112318298995410530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/112318298995410530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-all-moved-in.html' title='I&apos;m all moved in.'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-112248954514169735</id><published>2005-07-27T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T11:39:05.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waking Up</title><content type='html'>At 7 am to a car alarm really ticks me off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-112248954514169735?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112248954514169735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=112248954514169735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/112248954514169735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/112248954514169735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2005/07/waking-up.html' title='Waking Up'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-112195239956944541</id><published>2005-07-21T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T06:26:39.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jamba</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/1600/home_logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1659/1026/320/home_logo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that our culture is in love with over-priced drinks these days.  There's no shame in admitting an addiction to Starbucks...in fact you might even feel like an outsider if you don't have a favorite drink there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think there's a better option than Starbucks....granted you can't buy any CDs there and it's not a great place to study or hang out --- but it's a lot better for you.  Jamba Juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might I suggest the Orange Dream Machine...it's my favorite after-workout drink...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-112195239956944541?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112195239956944541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=112195239956944541' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/112195239956944541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/112195239956944541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2005/07/jamba.html' title='Jamba'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-112170247924958012</id><published>2005-07-18T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T09:01:19.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awkward Moments 101</title><content type='html'>So shoot me for being blog-lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, however, I encountered one of the most awkward moments I've had in quite some time. &lt;br /&gt;After attending a small worship service at a well-known Dallas-area church, the group my wife and I were with were invited to go to Fuddrucker's and eat.  After a little thinking, we decided to take them up on the offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to Fudrucker's a little bit late, ordered our meal, and then sat down with some of these folks we had just met.  While we're sitting, a younger guy (younger being 20-ish) asks me if I'm sad...What an icebreaker, right...   So I tell him that I'm not sad, but that I'm just a little bit tired having been up since 6 or so that morning and that I was really hungry.  So he kinda just shakes his head or whatever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They call our names to pick up our food.  I go through the condiment line, manage to drop my fully dressed burger on my foot (I was wearing sandals) and the people behind the counter are gracious enough to give me another burger (they actually upgraded me from the 1/3 lb. to the 1/2 lb.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we go sit back down and start eating and chatting with some folks that are about to start DTS.  The usual.  Then, pretty much out of nowhere this guy comes at me again...  "So can I pray for you?"  I just looked at him funny and he continues with, "Because you are really sad and, I mean....it may be too personal that you don't want to say what it is, but I can just pray for something unspoken...so I mean, would that be okay for me to pray for you right now?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok - so - time out.  I've got a mouth full of beef, sitting next to 4 or 5 people that I just met and this guy sitting 6 or 7 seats down the table is loudly speaking over the people between us and asking me if he can pray for me.  Not just can he pray for me, but will I divulge the deep dark sadness that I'm emoting in front of everyone.  Needless to say, the other conversations stop, and it's just me and him.  And he's waiting for an answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was inclined to say, "well, I'm sad, you see, 'cause I dropped my burger just a minute ago, but I'm okay now, because they gave me a new one."&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't --- I just told him that I wasn't sad...but that I appreciated the gesture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he didn't drop it with that, he asked me if I was sure I wasn't sad.  I said I was sure and then pretended that my fries were the most interesting looking things I'd ever seen and avoided  any further eye contact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really believe the guy had the best of intentions....and I don't mean to rag on this guy.  But isn't there some sort of "you've crossed the line" alarm that goes off in everyone - or have some people taken out the battery so it doesn't beep anymore?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-112170247924958012?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112170247924958012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=112170247924958012' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/112170247924958012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/112170247924958012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2005/07/awkward-moments-101.html' title='Awkward Moments 101'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-112014533439565510</id><published>2005-06-30T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T08:34:09.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dog and His Enemy</title><content type='html'>My dog Harrison really wants to hunt and munch squirrels.  We go to the park everyday on a little jog and he gets to run off the leash.  We've developed this little system where I point to squirrels off in the distance and he takes off.  He's gotten within inches of catching one....I guess we still need to work on his stealth qualities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/183/5233/200/squirrel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-112014533439565510?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112014533439565510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=112014533439565510' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/112014533439565510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/112014533439565510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-dog-and-his-enemy.html' title='My Dog and His Enemy'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-111997386614724464</id><published>2005-06-28T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T08:51:06.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Hot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.yahoo.com/_ylh=X3oDMTB2MXQ5MTU3BF9TAzI3MTYxNDkEdGVzdAMwBHRtcGwDaW5kZXgtaWU-/r/wt/*http://weather.yahoo.com/forecast/USTX0327_f.html"&gt;Dallas, TX&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.yahoo.com/_ylh=X3oDMTB2MXQ5MTU3BF9TAzI3MTYxNDkEdGVzdAMwBHRtcGwDaW5kZXgtaWU-/r/w3/*http://weather.yahoo.com/forecast/USTX0327_f.html"&gt;Today&lt;/a&gt; Sunny    hi 100°F - lo 79°F&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-111997386614724464?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111997386614724464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=111997386614724464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/111997386614724464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/111997386614724464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2005/06/its-hot.html' title='It&apos;s Hot'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-111825384025800399</id><published>2005-06-08T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T11:04:00.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/183/5233/320/IMG_0059.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/183/5233/200/IMG_0059.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's Your Dill?&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-111825384025800399?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111825384025800399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=111825384025800399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/111825384025800399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/111825384025800399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2005/06/whats-your-dill.html' title=''/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-111811774642628195</id><published>2005-06-06T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T21:18:24.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing</title><content type='html'>The new face of Primerica. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/183/5233/320/IMG_0051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/183/5233/200/IMG_0051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust Me &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously --- If you're in need of any financial planning...this is your man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-111811774642628195?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111811774642628195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=111811774642628195' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/111811774642628195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/111811774642628195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2005/06/introducing.html' title='Introducing'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-111810576235295249</id><published>2005-06-06T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T17:56:02.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you kidding?</title><content type='html'>If you drive South on 75 until it splits into I35 and I45, you'll notice a billboard on your right hand side for &lt;a href="http://www.goldenpicklejuice.com"&gt;Golden Pickle Juice.&lt;/a&gt;  The sign states that pickle juice prevents dehydration and hangovers.  I thought it was a joke, but I went to the website.  It's real.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-111810576235295249?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111810576235295249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=111810576235295249' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/111810576235295249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/111810576235295249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2005/06/are-you-kidding.html' title='Are you kidding?'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-111755883364245376</id><published>2005-05-31T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T10:00:33.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Painters must be buff</title><content type='html'>Elaine and I have been painting for three days in a row now.  And we're pretty worn out.  I have a numbing over-all body ache.  I used muscles that I didn't even know that I had.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-111755883364245376?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111755883364245376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=111755883364245376' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/111755883364245376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/111755883364245376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2005/05/painters-must-be-buff.html' title='Painters must be buff'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-111686219672754654</id><published>2005-05-23T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T08:55:53.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Musicians</title><content type='html'>Catch some incredible musicians playing in the &lt;a href="http://www.cliburn.org"&gt;Van Cliburn &lt;/a&gt;piano competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The webcast is live.  Check out the schedule of events to see when the next performance begins. The competition ends June 5th.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-111686219672754654?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111686219672754654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=111686219672754654' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/111686219672754654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/111686219672754654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2005/05/musicians.html' title='Musicians'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-111685822740620627</id><published>2005-05-23T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T07:23:47.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scorching</title><content type='html'>And it isn't June yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satruday night, after enjoying dinner at Gloria's, Elaine and I were on our way home and witnessed a pretty bad accident.  Some guy in a mini-van (complete with Tweety Bird car seats in the back) ran a red light going 50+ miles an hour.  Amazingly enough, nobody died, and there weren't any serious injuries.  But even more amazing is that the driver of the mini-van ran off. He jumped out and just bolted...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-111685822740620627?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111685822740620627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=111685822740620627' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/111685822740620627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/111685822740620627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2005/05/scorching.html' title='Scorching'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-111647143830119058</id><published>2005-05-18T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T19:58:38.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate hospitals</title><content type='html'>Today my mom had surgery at Baylor Hospital --- laparoscopic surgery on her colon. She went in about 5 and we got news at 7 or so that everything went as planned. I thank God.&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing that they can remove a part of your body and sow it back up without making huge smiley-face scars in your skin.&lt;br /&gt;Hospitals are a strange place. No matter where you come from, how much money you have, how highly you think of yourself...the hospital really kind of levels everyone out....we're all stuck in these bodies that are dying... It was interesting to sit in the waiting room (a very crowded one at that) and see hicks, blacks, blue collar, middle income, upper class (you name it) wait together and share the same anticipation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all that prayed for her...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-111647143830119058?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111647143830119058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=111647143830119058' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/111647143830119058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/111647143830119058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-hate-hospitals.html' title='I hate hospitals'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-111627345303672008</id><published>2005-05-16T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T13:00:30.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nikka Costa</title><content type='html'>In my opinion the reigning female rocker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her new album can'tneverdidnothin drops May 24.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the new song &lt;a href="http://www.nikkacosta.com"&gt;'Till I Get To You&lt;/a&gt; on her website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/183/5233/320/nikka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/183/5233/200/nikka.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nikka &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-111627345303672008?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111627345303672008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=111627345303672008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/111627345303672008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/111627345303672008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2005/05/nikka-costa.html' title='Nikka Costa'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-111610122838739490</id><published>2005-05-14T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T13:08:14.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Most Would Say I'm Nasty</title><content type='html'>But I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love affair with hamburgers has been hot and heavy the past two days. This morning I completed 3 straight meals consisting of cheeseburgers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday afternoon, Elaine and I tried &lt;a href="http://dallas.citysearch.com/profile/37178641/?brand=smx_restaurant-nc"&gt;Fat Daddy's Burgers&lt;/a&gt; on Garland Road close to our new house. Pretty good --- and pretty big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday I chowed on 2 grilled burgers at a friend's birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, on the way to Toni and Guy for a trim, Elaine and I stopped in at Whataburger. She got breakfast and I, of course, got another burger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 in a row. Beat that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-111610122838739490?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111610122838739490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=111610122838739490' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/111610122838739490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/111610122838739490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2005/05/most-would-say-im-nasty.html' title='Most Would Say I&apos;m Nasty'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-111573983490301736</id><published>2005-05-10T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T10:38:06.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Contract Pending</title><content type='html'>The process is in motion and, Lord willing, June 1st we'll close on this baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/183/5233/320/house1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/183/5233/200/house1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2240 Springhill &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-111573983490301736?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111573983490301736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=111573983490301736' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/111573983490301736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/111573983490301736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2005/05/contract-pending.html' title='Contract Pending'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-111535336268189433</id><published>2005-05-05T21:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T21:22:42.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of Hiding</title><content type='html'>Tonight I had the opportunity to lead worship for the regional Apartment Life gathering at Valley Ranch Baptist Church in Coppell. &lt;br /&gt;In a lot of ways I felt like I came out of hiding.  I haven't lead any music by myself in over a year. &lt;br /&gt;I was grateful to have Patrick Thomas (the music minister at Reunion Church) giving me an awesome foundation on the piano...the guy is truly phenomenal.&lt;br /&gt;Overall - the whole thing felt pretty good...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-111535336268189433?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111535336268189433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=111535336268189433' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/111535336268189433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/111535336268189433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2005/05/out-of-hiding.html' title='Out of Hiding'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-111513862735586605</id><published>2005-05-03T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T09:45:36.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Star Is Born</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/183/5233/320/ballerina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/183/5233/200/ballerina.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainsley James &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My niece warms up this unusually chilly May day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-111513862735586605?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111513862735586605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=111513862735586605' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/111513862735586605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/111513862735586605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2005/05/star-is-born.html' title='A Star Is Born'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229747.post-111470484369169034</id><published>2005-04-28T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T09:15:21.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tunnel Lights</title><content type='html'>I've almost made it. Suicide Greek has almost made me want to slit my wrists a few times. But I've realized that there are reasons to live. Now there's only a test to deal with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in other random news :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been watching American Idol much this season, but I was glad to find out that &lt;a href="http://origin.idolonfox.com/contestants/constantine_maroulis/"&gt;Constantine&lt;/a&gt; was kicked off. He creeped me out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12229747-111470484369169034?l=pressstarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111470484369169034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12229747&amp;postID=111470484369169034' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/111470484369169034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12229747/posts/default/111470484369169034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressstarkey.blogspot.com/2005/04/tunnel-lights.html' title='Tunnel Lights'/><author><name>Jerod Starkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06041500509074555563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
