<?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-2350589641906133920</id><updated>2012-01-01T00:36:54.678-08:00</updated><category term='american government'/><category term='plans'/><category term='Freedom'/><category term='earth'/><category term='tily'/><category term='death'/><category term='Oregon'/><category term='a'/><category term='prison.'/><category term='Adventure'/><category term='war'/><category term='30'/><category term='rush'/><category term='ploitics'/><category term='cheap shots'/><category term='syncronicity'/><category term='Crossroads Wilderness Institute'/><category term='finding peace'/><category term='Buddism'/><category term='inspiriation'/><category term='family'/><category term='mankind'/><category term='red bull expirament'/><category term='Content Life'/><category term='John David Rushton'/><category term='2008'/><category term='420'/><category term='Acting'/><category term='future'/><category term='reform'/><category term='meditating letting go'/><category term='mornings'/><category term='beatnik'/><category term='peace'/><category term='Paris Hilton'/><category term='world record'/><category term='red bull'/><category term='success'/><category term='freight trains'/><category term='4th of july'/><category term='omoga'/><category term='growth'/><category term='african american'/><category term='letters from readers'/><category term='faith'/><category term='clinton'/><category term='obama'/><category term='Tilly'/><category term='church'/><category term='marijuana'/><category term='patience'/><category term='busy'/><category term='democratic nominee'/><category term='Hollywood'/><category term='president'/><category term='letting go'/><category term='gregory tilly'/><category term='love'/><category term='Grandmother'/><category term='Iraq'/><category term='unity'/><category term='quetzalcoatl'/><category term='penticostal'/><category term='hitching'/><category term='technology'/><category term='Associated Marine Institues'/><category term='mother earth'/><category term='Craigslist'/><category term='poem'/><category term='Earthquake'/><category term='beach'/><category term='cadillac mac'/><category term='Los Angeles'/><category term='now'/><category term='keep on'/><category term='military'/><category term='inspiration'/><category term='USA'/><category term='creativity'/><category term='kerouac'/><category term='tillyville'/><category term='protest'/><category term='2012'/><category term='MCCAIN'/><category term='RAGE AGAINST THE MACHINE'/><category term='civilization'/><category term='San Quentin'/><category term='gifts'/><category term='dutilly'/><category term='Santa Cruz'/><category term='burdens'/><category term='Regis'/><category term='hithhiking'/><category term='omega'/><category term='quiet time'/><category term='E A'/><category term='happiness'/><category term='democrat'/><category term='american politics'/><category term='science'/><category term='poems'/><category term='friends'/><category term='santa monica pier'/><category term='incarceration'/><category term='Santa Monica'/><category term='children'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='blessed'/><category term='venice beach'/><category term='daniel pinchbeck'/><category term='Britany spears'/><category term='Millionaire Password'/><category term='world'/><category term='music'/><category term='BEAT'/><category term='goals'/><category term='perspectives'/><category term='Art'/><category term='L.A.'/><category term='life'/><category term='Associated Marine Institute'/><category term='punishment'/><category term='Punta Gorda'/><category term='Indepence'/><category term='greg tilly'/><category term='San Francisco'/><category term='history'/><category term='religion'/><category term='poetry'/><category term='god'/><category term='rocuant'/><category term='jail'/><category term='dirt bikes'/><category term='robbed'/><category term='21st centurt Beat'/><category term='The Beat Generation'/><category term='medicine'/><category term='fathers'/><title type='text'>"Tilly's" NOW HIRING!</title><subtitle type='html'>Journals of my travels and experiences, inspirational stories, poetry, politics and some beat stuff.  My blog is about fun!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>161</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-5719878826784075605</id><published>2012-01-01T00:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T00:36:54.698-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Onward</title><summary type='text'>Not too many people read this blog these days, I don't really keep it up anymore and I don't have a reason to promote it.   This blog has proven to be a journal of sorts, a journal of a period of self discovery and while I cherish those moments in life, this is a blog of the past.  With the New Year I am moving in a new direction, a direction of maturity.  I am learning to realize how fragile </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/5719878826784075605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=5719878826784075605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/5719878826784075605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/5719878826784075605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2012/01/onward.html' title='Onward'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-68644024613847428</id><published>2011-01-21T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T07:59:24.405-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything Happens For a Reason</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes we just have those moments, those inspiring moments, where everything just comes together inside you and it all makes sense.This morning that happened to me for the first time since I came to in Atlanta.You see this blog has been something that was a big part of my life throughout my adventures,but as I have settled back into routine my life lacked inspiration so the message that this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/68644024613847428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=68644024613847428' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/68644024613847428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/68644024613847428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2011/01/sometimes-we-just-have-those-moments.html' title='Everything Happens For a Reason'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJiSktoq7eA/TTmrnmBLMfI/AAAAAAAAAHk/gXZb48bB0no/s72-c/The_Road_Less_Traveled_WSFa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-738512794606756357</id><published>2011-01-11T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T07:11:14.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A So-Easterner</title><summary type='text'>Living in a city in which it barely snows in January is nice.  Living a city where it never snows in January during a winter storm that blasts 7 inches of snow and 3 more of ice, is very interesting!After spending most of my childhood in New England I am somewhat hardened to winter weather, but having spent the latter part of my life, for the most part, in places that do not see anything close to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/738512794606756357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=738512794606756357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/738512794606756357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/738512794606756357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2011/01/so-easterner.html' title='A So-Easterner'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sJiSktoq7eA/TS0vjuQUlII/AAAAAAAAAHc/CxoZpATldqs/s72-c/snow-traffic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-3907423956903053520</id><published>2010-11-17T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T06:25:22.845-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving Thanks and Such</title><summary type='text'>I quit writing on this site because originally it was a blog for my adventures in life in a literal way, recently I have found value in my adventures an internal way and have realized that the two go together in a progressive sort of way.So here we go again.As we approach Thanksgiving again, I can't help but reflect on Thanksgivings past, especially in the past few years.  I can remember being in</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/3907423956903053520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=3907423956903053520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/3907423956903053520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/3907423956903053520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2010/11/giving-thanks-and-such.html' title='Giving Thanks and Such'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sJiSktoq7eA/TOPlymOcqQI/AAAAAAAAAHA/_44krgjWChM/s72-c/colorful-tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-1966621300852271784</id><published>2010-06-15T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T02:49:27.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW SITE</title><summary type='text'>CONSTRUCTION OF THE NEW BLOG HAS BEGUN.this one was mostly about my adventures...when my adventure ended, so did this "FOR NOW"PLEASE VISIT https://howfullisyourglass.wordpress.com</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/1966621300852271784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=1966621300852271784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/1966621300852271784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/1966621300852271784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-site.html' title='NEW SITE'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-2626318869089029130</id><published>2010-05-13T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T15:57:52.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving On and Staying Put</title><summary type='text'>Sorry I haven't written in a while!  I'm sure no ones reads this anymore, but if you do, here is an update.  My wandering the country is over for a while.  It was an excellent adventure and a great 3 years in which I learned a ton about myself and about what really matters.  I have re-connected with old friends and let some others go as I have been working on filling my life with only that which </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/2626318869089029130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=2626318869089029130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/2626318869089029130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/2626318869089029130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2010/05/moving-on-and-staying-put.html' title='Moving On and Staying Put'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-986648458393000276</id><published>2010-04-19T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T12:00:17.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BLOG</title><summary type='text'>As you may have noticed, my blog is on hold until I get a NEW (or old) laptop.  I have certain priorities now so it may be a while.  If you have an old laptop sitting around, let me know and if the price is right, I may scoop it up from you in the near future.thanksTilly</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/986648458393000276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=986648458393000276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/986648458393000276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/986648458393000276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog.html' title='BLOG'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-5795071478199622888</id><published>2010-03-22T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T20:30:11.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On The Beat</title><summary type='text'>Not to long ago a good buddy of mine, a purple heat U.S. Marine and I were living in Santa Cruz, CA when we decided to take a trip. It was our goal to camp the State Beaches and travel slowly across the U.S. My friend had done 3 tours in IRAQ and myself, I just wanted to be with family for a bit so we loaded up our bikes and all of our gear into an old model Toyota pickup with a camper top and we</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/5795071478199622888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=5795071478199622888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/5795071478199622888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/5795071478199622888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2010/03/on-beat.html' title='On The Beat'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-8083565863191868546</id><published>2010-03-17T18:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T18:39:14.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Right Now</title><summary type='text'>When we makes mistakes and fall in life it can be the best experience ever, if we handle it that way.Recently I made a few mistakes and when I set course to fix those mistakes, I was looked down upon. People who did not understand my situation, nor asked for it were quick to turn their back on me. That's ok.Rather than fall off of my path I made a conscious choice to pick myself up and go deeper,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/8083565863191868546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=8083565863191868546' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/8083565863191868546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/8083565863191868546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2010/03/right-now.html' title='Right Now'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-2530123681232769734</id><published>2010-02-08T19:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T19:16:05.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Progression</title><summary type='text'>These are some of the more trying time in my life.  It's crazy, you would think that being home and in the sunshine would be so simple.  However, when I am on my wild adventures and relying on instinct and God and have no choice, that is a lot easier for me.  I didn't come here to relax and I never thought that it would be an easy thing for me to do.  I came back to here to face some demons and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/2530123681232769734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=2530123681232769734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/2530123681232769734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/2530123681232769734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2010/02/progression.html' title='Progression'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-5943888572909460103</id><published>2010-02-06T23:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T00:00:49.172-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What A Week!!??</title><summary type='text'>Sorry that I haven't written as as frequently as I was when I was on the road.  I have kept this blog going for a few years and sometimes, I just neglect it...which is dumb.  For the last few months I was working at a restaurant here in Sarasota where my aim was to save money to take a trip out to Moab with my friend Todd.  My good buddy has been going through some stuff and like this blog the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/5943888572909460103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=5943888572909460103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/5943888572909460103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/5943888572909460103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-week.html' title='What A Week!!??'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-7683910939287707879</id><published>2010-01-26T04:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T21:36:30.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DONATE NOW!</title><summary type='text'>CLICK THE PICTURE TO DONATE TO THE AMERICAN RED CROSS</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/7683910939287707879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=7683910939287707879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/7683910939287707879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/7683910939287707879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2010/01/donate-now.html' title='DONATE NOW!'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-7322969473230044254</id><published>2010-01-11T17:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T04:50:46.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nate</title><summary type='text'>I once knew this kid named "Nate", he was a pretty cool kid, played football for my local High School. Nate never really did really good, nor did he do bad in school. When we all graduated and went about our business, Nate began working with his father. His Dad owned a pretty good sized landscaping business in my town. Nate always looked good, Abercrombi shits and jeans, you could regularly see </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/7322969473230044254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=7322969473230044254' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/7322969473230044254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/7322969473230044254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2010/01/nate.html' title='Nate'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-1610455095890762148</id><published>2010-01-08T10:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T11:08:51.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Johnson's Pond</title><summary type='text'>This past winter my travels took me up to Rhode Island, the place where I was born. The first night I was home it snowed a great deal and after a long night of drinking and socializing with old friends I found myself walking on the frozen ice of Johnson's Pond. Johnson's pond is in Coventry, the town that I grew up in and I couldn't help but recall the many childhood memories that my family and I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/1610455095890762148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=1610455095890762148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/1610455095890762148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/1610455095890762148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2010/01/johnsons-pond.html' title='Johnson&apos;s Pond'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-7455082094029095161</id><published>2009-12-31T05:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T05:53:14.612-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Morning Walk</title><summary type='text'>I have a bunch of work to do the next four days, wrapped around the ringing in of the NEW YEAR. So this morning I woke up extra early, brewed some French Roast and headed out for a ride to the beach.  As the day lit up I walked along the beautiful beaches of Siesta Key and was really grateful for where I am at.  I really can say that I grew up in a coupke of really beautiful places, Sarasota and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/7455082094029095161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=7455082094029095161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/7455082094029095161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/7455082094029095161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/12/another-morning-walk.html' title='Another Morning Walk'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-4428247409015208509</id><published>2009-12-30T15:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T16:37:35.277-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Care What People Think</title><summary type='text'>Life is funny. It seems like I spent years trying to explain myself to people, when I hadn't even figured out myself yet. Now, I am pretty easy to figure out. At least in some respects. 3 years ago I set out to rewire my brain and my emotional self and I have adventured along life blogging it all. If you want to get to know how I think, my blog is a good start. I started on myspace and it was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/4428247409015208509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=4428247409015208509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/4428247409015208509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/4428247409015208509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-dont-care-what-people-think.html' title='I Don&apos;t Care What People Think'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-1835109347574351910</id><published>2009-12-28T02:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T03:02:29.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christas Worries Blown In the Wind</title><summary type='text'>This evening at work I was brought into a situation which without my planning it, forced me to deal with certain aspects of my wild childhood and of my past.  I came to Sarasota with these goals in mind a few months ago and I am VERY pleased with the things which I have accomplished up to this point.Now, I don't tell people my goals these days.  For the past three years I have been very seriously</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/1835109347574351910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=1835109347574351910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/1835109347574351910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/1835109347574351910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/12/christas-worries-blown-in-wind.html' title='Christas Worries Blown In the Wind'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-754807639506927028</id><published>2009-12-23T00:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T00:52:03.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepless Christmas Worries</title><summary type='text'>It's Christmas time and with the economy beating up on the working class as it has, I find myself laying in bed tonight wondering how I am going to get that gift, however small, to everyone who I care about in life.  Not only am I squeezing penniesa together trying to figure out a way to buy gifts, like many of us I also have debts thsat I have to repay at the same time, some that I am late </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/754807639506927028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=754807639506927028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/754807639506927028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/754807639506927028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/12/sleepless-christmas-worries.html' title='Sleepless Christmas Worries'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-5862492212609418699</id><published>2009-12-12T22:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T00:37:37.289-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hosteling</title><summary type='text'>Throughout my travels in the last few years I have been able to experience the "American" hostels. Hostels vary greatly in the U.S., worldwide we don't score very high on the "best-hostels" list and in a lot of ways I have seen why. I have stayed at hostels in New York City, New Orleans, Northern and Southern California, Las Vegas and that about sums it up. I will never forget ANY of my hosteling</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/5862492212609418699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=5862492212609418699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/5862492212609418699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/5862492212609418699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/12/hosteling.html' title='Hosteling'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-7011576598134851366</id><published>2009-12-11T11:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T13:04:09.238-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just A Man Trying To Follow His Heart</title><summary type='text'>I have now been blogging consistantly for quite some time.  I started out on a Myspace blog and I enjoyed blogging on Myspace.  It was very interactive and I was able to really keep track of who suscribed to my blog and was really excited to receive a lot of feedback.  Myspace was a great start.  My blog began as me complaining a lot after my divorce and had sort of a negative tone at first, but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/7011576598134851366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=7011576598134851366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/7011576598134851366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/7011576598134851366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-man-trying-to-follow-his-heart.html' title='Just A Man Trying To Follow His Heart'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-1366455876233344512</id><published>2009-12-10T16:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T20:43:03.052-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOAB</title><summary type='text'>Due to my travelling nature I am frequently asked where my favorite place is in the country. It seems that no matter where I am when I am asked this question, when I tell them that my favorite spot is in Utah, I always get looked at like I have four heads. During my fairly turbulent adolescence one of my favorite relatives on the planet, great mentors and role model my Uncle Leo took off on a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/1366455876233344512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=1366455876233344512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/1366455876233344512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/1366455876233344512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/12/moab.html' title='MOAB'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rlFaiJtycWg/R1GMTmONkNI/AAAAAAAAAMg/_UDn0RxYp9g/s72-Rc/MOAB+VISTA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-3592614486869789659</id><published>2009-12-02T02:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T03:24:48.434-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Church In L.A.</title><summary type='text'>I think it is because of some of the craziness that I witnessed as a youth that I am very skeptical and careful when it comes to church, I have witnessed a lot of fanatical stuff in my life and I have also first hand witnessed religious leaders abusing there powers, controlling people and using the pulpit as a business, rather than guiding people and uplifting them like they should.  Over the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/3592614486869789659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=3592614486869789659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/3592614486869789659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/3592614486869789659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/12/little-church-in-la.html' title='Little Church In L.A.'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-5620403163885918747</id><published>2009-11-29T22:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T00:57:07.331-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Yogi Walk Is Over</title><summary type='text'>A little over three years ago I had been going through a very turbulent time in my life, I had was recently separated from my wife had just given up my little house in Palm Springs, California at the bottom of the mountains and I was struggling to find and identity again. I was also furious at life for taking away all that I had attained. I was living in Georgia where I was selling cabins and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/5620403163885918747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=5620403163885918747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/5620403163885918747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/5620403163885918747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-yogi-walk-is-over.html' title='My Yogi Walk Is Over'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-8099723798525714236</id><published>2009-11-27T07:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T21:41:23.622-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Curious Case of Benjamin Button</title><summary type='text'>A couple of years ago, back in New Orleans, I was searching through Craiglsist. I always look through Craigslist when in a new city for various things like odd jobs, acting gigs, free stuff etc. and I had known that the acting scene was pretty big in New Orleans so I was searching for acting gigs. I didn't have an agency that I worked out of in New Orleans like I did in California and New York, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/8099723798525714236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=8099723798525714236' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/8099723798525714236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/8099723798525714236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/11/curious-case-of-benjamin-button.html' title='The Curious Case of Benjamin Button'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-2171677305489001388</id><published>2009-11-26T03:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T04:14:43.768-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgivings Past, Thanksgiving NOW</title><summary type='text'>Looking back at Thanksgivings past I have fond memories of my childhood.  I remember we used to get up early and go over to my Pepere' and Memere's(french for grandpa/grandpa) house and we would watch the Macy's Thanksgiving parade.  Pep would be in the kitchen cooking his fall off the bone turkey in wine while I would sit in his big green leather chair in a room that smelled of cigars and watch </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/2171677305489001388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=2171677305489001388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/2171677305489001388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/2171677305489001388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgivings-past-thanksgiving-now.html' title='Thanksgivings Past, Thanksgiving NOW'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-257707321827901379</id><published>2009-11-21T03:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T03:17:20.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Of My Life</title><summary type='text'>What beautilful day..gettin' ready to see the sun rise in the town in which I grew up in a long, long time.  It's funny, I have appreciated the sunrise and set all over Americe, but I haven't done so here in a long while.  I have a long day, I work in gthe morning through nitetime and I have never been happier. I made some friends last night from Australia and had a really great time.  I busted </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/257707321827901379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=257707321827901379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/257707321827901379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/257707321827901379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/11/time-of-my-life.html' title='Time Of My Life'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-5246427527036959291</id><published>2009-11-18T11:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T11:35:09.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Dear Friends Loss</title><summary type='text'>This week a very good friend of mine and mentor lost her only 7 year old daughter after a 2 1/2 year battle with cancer.  My heart goes out to her and her family and I am and have been humbled by my friends selflessness and strength through this very difficult time.  We never know why life throws what it throws at us and while I have tried to be the best friend that I can throughout this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/5246427527036959291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=5246427527036959291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/5246427527036959291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/5246427527036959291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/11/dear-friends-loss.html' title='A Dear Friends Loss'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-485075767503731676</id><published>2009-11-15T06:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T07:07:19.058-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Ether" Patience and Bula</title><summary type='text'>Last winter I when I was in Rhode Island I had a breakup with the girl I was seeing, the economy was horrible, as was the weather and thanks to the help of great friends, I hopped on an airplane and flew to San Francisco where I would have one of the most interesting adventures of my life.I got off of the plane and headed to the Santa Cruz mountains where I stayed in an apartment attached to my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/485075767503731676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=485075767503731676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/485075767503731676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/485075767503731676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/11/ether-patience-and-bula.html' title='&quot;The Ether&quot; Patience and Bula'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sJiSktoq7eA/SwAYoEfNEDI/AAAAAAAAAGs/EuomHWP7ghQ/s72-c/patiencejazz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-735799085176350726</id><published>2009-11-12T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T21:55:07.119-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU MAKE A DIFFERENCE</title><summary type='text'>Recently someone entered my life in a time where I was a bit vulnerable. While it was a vulnerable time in my life, it was also a time where I was being forced to look at myself through a clear lens and while I was not totally satisfied with what I was seeing, I was carefully evaluating what I needed to change and what I needed to accept about myself and it was a time for me to be selfish in some</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/735799085176350726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=735799085176350726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/735799085176350726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/735799085176350726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-make-difference.html' title='YOU MAKE A DIFFERENCE'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sJiSktoq7eA/Svz0kyP1d5I/AAAAAAAAAGk/Z2OAirLfu5s/s72-c/brite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-2021148625987625657</id><published>2009-11-11T22:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T22:52:14.967-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wandering Thoughts</title><summary type='text'>Right now I am facing the past more than I ever have in my life. I am facing my fears and I am taking a look at myself and who I have become and while outwardly it may not appear that I have much, inwardly I am grateful for the work that I have done. Tonight, a sleepless night, I have a lot things on my mind and my mind is racing, I also have a lot to do tomorrow, so I look to my pen for some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/2021148625987625657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=2021148625987625657' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/2021148625987625657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/2021148625987625657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/11/wandering-thoughts.html' title='Wandering Thoughts'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-7648404049323873226</id><published>2009-10-30T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T06:03:09.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><summary type='text'>Do what makes you happiest!Thats All(working on stufff)tilly</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/7648404049323873226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=7648404049323873226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/7648404049323873226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/7648404049323873226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/10/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-537633750718636243</id><published>2009-10-29T02:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T03:01:24.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Thankful and Admire Stuff</title><summary type='text'>Things really do fall from the sky, through roofs and ceilings and tile.Waking this morning to a tremendous day even when things seem rough is hard,but our creator is always right on time.I am learning to enjoy living in the moment,even if the next hour seems scary.Mother nature keeps things in orderand that order if you pay attention is right on time!When the rent seems impossible or the doctor </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/537633750718636243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=537633750718636243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/537633750718636243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/537633750718636243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/10/be-thankful-and-admire-stuff.html' title='Be Thankful and Admire Stuff'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-3919754258918074169</id><published>2009-10-14T02:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T04:04:07.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Challenge To You</title><summary type='text'>Live and die every day.You must be born again!Be irrational.I encourage you to operate at 0% most of the timeand 100% when it is time to go to work.Be impulsive and don't feel guilty about it.Live life and don't conform to what is normal.I challenge you to take your gifts and to embrace them.Use what you have to make your world better,make it the best.I hope that if you find the law unjust,that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/3919754258918074169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=3919754258918074169' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/3919754258918074169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/3919754258918074169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-challenge-to-you.html' title='My Challenge To You'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-4172446352363573435</id><published>2009-08-01T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T11:41:19.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>420REFORM.COM</title><summary type='text'>Recently I have been asked to submit articles for a website dealing with medical marijuana reform.  If this is something that interests you, or if my writing does check it out!!  It's a cause that I feel strongly about.Check out 420reform.com~tilly</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/4172446352363573435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=4172446352363573435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/4172446352363573435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/4172446352363573435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/08/420reformcom.html' title='420REFORM.COM'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-9056307263060461765</id><published>2009-07-30T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T03:07:49.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Greyhound Bus</title><summary type='text'>Recently, while travelling, I had an unfortunate incident with the GREYHOUND BUS LINES.  While the cost of flying has been down this year and I have been privileged enough to fly a lot, while backpacking California, I decided to take the Greyhound Bus from LOS ANGELES to LAS VEGAS.  Oh what a night.Now in my life I have been lucky to do a lot of travelling around the U.S.  I have traveled many </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/9056307263060461765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=9056307263060461765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/9056307263060461765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/9056307263060461765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/07/greyhound-bus.html' title='The Greyhound Bus'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-5787004435747367247</id><published>2009-07-22T09:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T09:40:09.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>File Them Away</title><summary type='text'>People have been asking me a lot how I did it, how I pulled myself out of all of the negativity and all of the depression and strife in my life, well I can thanks God, family and great friends, but the number one thing that I did is SHUT OFF MY MIND. As people I am convinced that our biggest enemy is not anything outside yourself, our biggest enemy is our mind.  I suggest that you learn how to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/5787004435747367247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=5787004435747367247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/5787004435747367247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/5787004435747367247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/07/file-them-away.html' title='File Them Away'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-5573716878270552241</id><published>2009-07-20T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T00:50:04.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterdays Blog</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday I wrote a blog that was a big step for me.  I try these days to keep my blogs extremely positive and try and focus on the NOW, the moment at hand, however I felt moved to not only thank the people who helped me along the way, but to also fill people in a little bit on some things that I went through as a kid, to hopefully help some people and to also prepare myself to share my story on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/5573716878270552241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=5573716878270552241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/5573716878270552241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/5573716878270552241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/07/yesterdays-blog.html' title='Yesterdays Blog'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-8603110428374754006</id><published>2009-07-19T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T13:18:32.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now I Am A Different Person</title><summary type='text'>My teenage years were rough ones.  While my life started out very simply, like so many teenagers when I reached that point in my life I totally fell off mark, part of it was circumstantial and part of it was me just being an angry person.  Recently, I have been inspired by an old friend to open up a little about that part of my life, so that is what I am writing about today.My life started out </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/8603110428374754006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=8603110428374754006' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/8603110428374754006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/8603110428374754006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/07/now-i-am-different-person.html' title='Now I Am A Different Person'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-5583215097320179740</id><published>2009-07-15T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T12:17:45.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Soldiers First Kill</title><summary type='text'>This is the true account of a United States Marine's first kill in the Iraqi war.  I can't imagine what it would be like to wear those boots so I am honored to feature this story by a great friend, on my blog.  A young American's life changed forever that day and for that I thank him and all U.S. troops who are following orders in the name of Freedom, whether or not I agree with America's wars.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/5583215097320179740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=5583215097320179740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/5583215097320179740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/5583215097320179740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/07/soldiers-first-kill.html' title='A Soldiers First Kill'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-6671567955959539899</id><published>2009-07-14T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T20:45:04.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It Is What It Is</title><summary type='text'>Man I am so grateful for my life. I started so simple and it seemed like the teenage years were so rough, but when the fog lifted I realized how blessed I am to have led the life that I have.  I have learned the hard way, but I have learned and I keep learning.  I am honestly so grateful for every single soul that has entered my life and I am appreciative of all of the experiences, even the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/6671567955959539899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=6671567955959539899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/6671567955959539899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/6671567955959539899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/07/it-is-what-it-is.html' title='It Is What It Is'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sJiSktoq7eA/Sl1Qf-kIVMI/AAAAAAAAAGc/IN-WobdhlAY/s72-c/noname.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-8020351318761614415</id><published>2009-07-12T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T01:54:05.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She Talked to Me</title><summary type='text'>Woke up that July about 5 am to the rakes scraping across Santa Monica Beach.  The pier was still lit up, Ferris wheel a flickering red, white and blue.  People were actually having sex, in beds ON THE BEACH as the tide rolled.  I met a gypsy the night before, on the beach, NO LIE ! She had a bag full of decks of cards and people were chanting.  This beautiful girl played an instrument that I had</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/8020351318761614415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=8020351318761614415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/8020351318761614415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/8020351318761614415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/07/she-talked-to-me.html' title='She Talked to Me'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-5707600384896058766</id><published>2009-07-08T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T23:46:14.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepness Nights</title><summary type='text'>Sleepless nights seem to be the norm for me right now.  I am not sure if it is a time zone change or if I am just bored.  I seem to be about as anxious as I can possibly be. Maybe my little sickness had something to do with it.  If you all do not know already, I spent about 11 days sick as a dog and I lost about 14 lbs.  Yeah, 14 lbs.  I haven't lost that much weight or been that sick, err, ever.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/5707600384896058766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=5707600384896058766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/5707600384896058766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/5707600384896058766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/07/sleepness-nights.html' title='Sleepness Nights'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-7731429870999077660</id><published>2009-07-07T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T00:19:27.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Sur</title><summary type='text'>&gt;Recently I was able to travel nearly the entire coast of California.  Me and a friend set course down the 1 and our truck broke some time before the town of Big Sur.   If you are not familiar with BIG SUR it is a 90 mile strip of pure paraidise  Big Sur was truly amazing.  No where in the entire world are there mountains growing as fast and as tall as they are in Big Sur.  Just being atop some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/7731429870999077660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=7731429870999077660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/7731429870999077660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/7731429870999077660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/07/big-sur.html' title='Big Sur'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-119020130748638228</id><published>2009-07-04T07:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T07:16:09.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats next?</title><summary type='text'>Well, life has been a challenge, I have been on what I call my last hurrah, 1 last adventure before I decide to settle a while and save money to go overseas.  What an amazing trip so far.  We originally bought a truck but promptly blew it up so had to switch things up a bit. As everyone knows I am quite good making the best of things so I embraced the situation and didn't quit the trip, instead I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/119020130748638228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=119020130748638228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/119020130748638228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/119020130748638228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/07/whats-next.html' title='Whats next?'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-6753290589886274362</id><published>2009-06-27T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T16:56:32.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VEGAS BABY!!</title><summary type='text'>I don't know how we did it, but with a ton of obstacles in our way we have made it to Vegas and are staying on the Vegas strip.  Yesterday was super tough, started out really nice in LA and ended up protecting old ladies and foreigners from thugs in Hollywood and eventually had to walk through SKID ROW at like 1 am in the morning to finally catch a bus out.  A long day and a lotta stress and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/6753290589886274362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=6753290589886274362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/6753290589886274362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/6753290589886274362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/06/vegas-baby.html' title='VEGAS BABY!!'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-9074023484035558837</id><published>2009-06-25T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T15:16:21.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, I am a BEATNIK ;)</title><summary type='text'>What an adventure so far...seems sorta like we can't be stopped.  I have been able to do a TON of really cool stuff, however I have also faced some HUGE obstacles.  Spent a buncha time in BIG SUR, WHAT A PLACE! I got to spend time @ BIXBY BRIDGE and I got coffee from Jimmy Hendrix outta a little bus and then got taken to the top of the mountains by the HELLS ANGELS....only in America.  What a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/9074023484035558837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=9074023484035558837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/9074023484035558837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/9074023484035558837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/06/yes-i-am-beatnik.html' title='Yes, I am a BEATNIK ;)'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-1482526577433388952</id><published>2009-06-20T06:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T07:01:12.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leavin This Behind</title><summary type='text'>Regretfully I have to leave Santa Cruz and some of my best friends in the entire world.  I have really had a great time with some old friends and horrible times with others, but the ones who mean most to me will always be right here with me, as I am with them cuz we form like VOLTRON fool!!Anyhow I am gonna visit L.A. til the first of the month and San Diego and then I am headed to MOAB for a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/1482526577433388952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=1482526577433388952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/1482526577433388952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/1482526577433388952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/06/leavin-this-behind.html' title='Leavin This Behind'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sJiSktoq7eA/SjzraD_Eo6I/AAAAAAAAAGU/_c7vfxuI6Vs/s72-c/mmi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-5502544082692815386</id><published>2009-06-15T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T03:24:51.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gonna Have to Man Up</title><summary type='text'>I almost quit writing this blog.  Recently I have started journaling a lot more and I guess the things that I have been going through in life have been a little bit more private. I have been stressed out, frankly.  The economy is finally picking up but I have just not been able to find work and it is bringing me down a bit.  Part of me thinks that maybe I shouldn't even be working at all right </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/5502544082692815386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=5502544082692815386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/5502544082692815386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/5502544082692815386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/06/gonna-have-to-man-up.html' title='Gonna Have to Man Up'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-1923490130795826892</id><published>2009-06-04T12:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T12:42:42.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE MANS RULES</title><summary type='text'> The Man Rules  I am not sure the author of this, but it is hysterical.  Thanks Theresa!!At last a guy has taken the time to write this all down      Finally , the guys' side of the story.( I must admit, it's pretty good.) We always hear " the rules" From the female side.  Now here are the rules from the male side.   These are our rules! Please note.. these are all numbered "1" ON PURPOSE!    1.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/1923490130795826892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=1923490130795826892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/1923490130795826892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/1923490130795826892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/06/mans-rules.html' title='THE MANS RULES'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/61/230035663_0a840a064d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-2918195611281379976</id><published>2009-05-24T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T14:39:29.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Water Seeks Its Own Level</title><summary type='text'>When I was a child my parents used to say things to me like "water seeks it's own level" and "if you lie down you get fleas", stuff like that to try and steer me away from hanging out with the wrong crowds and stuff, but more than that would teach me to be a better man as a whole.  As I look back at my life I am now able to see the truth in those statements.  When I was a teenager and I ran amuck</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/2918195611281379976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=2918195611281379976' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/2918195611281379976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/2918195611281379976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/05/water-seeks-its-own-level.html' title='Water Seeks Its Own Level'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-5116222006572576471</id><published>2009-05-16T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T18:40:17.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Accelerated Christiand Education</title><summary type='text'>When it comes to my upbringing, as a small child I had a pretty "normal" one for a boy. I spent my days hanging out with my friends fishing and swimming and playing baseball. One part of my childhood that I am especially grateful for, are the times spent going to school at Apponaug Christian Academy, in Warwick Rhode Island.Apponaug was a private school, entirely funded by the church my parents </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/5116222006572576471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=5116222006572576471' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/5116222006572576471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/5116222006572576471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/05/accelerated-christiand-education.html' title='Accelerated Christiand Education'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-3570939113710871335</id><published>2009-05-14T11:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T12:02:20.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost On A Bench In The Prominade</title><summary type='text'>Bruce just sits on a bench all day long.  He is a good looking guy in his 50's.  He doesn't look weathered, but he refuses to take a bath. He refuses to do anything but sit on that bench all day long in a 3 piece suit.  I know where he sleeps.  He sleeps by a dumpster by the pizza place in the Santa Monica Promenade.  I listen to his stories of traveling and living in Hollywood in the 70's.   </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/3570939113710871335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=3570939113710871335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/3570939113710871335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/3570939113710871335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/05/lost-on-bench-in-prominade.html' title='Lost On A Bench In The Prominade'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-5187391934336557982</id><published>2009-05-11T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T17:35:04.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll See You When You Get There, If You Ever Get There</title><summary type='text'>This is a goodbye letter of sorts, there are many people in my life who, for various reasons, I just  can't associate with anymore.  There was a time when I felt like I had to be loyal to my friends and family based on how long they were in my life.  This has created many problems for me, as I have had a hard time and even missed out on some new bonds with various people, due to the fact that I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/5187391934336557982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=5187391934336557982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/5187391934336557982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/5187391934336557982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/05/ill-see-you-when-you-get-there-if-you.html' title='I&apos;ll See You When You Get There, If You Ever Get There'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-8274558863056741941</id><published>2009-05-09T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T20:53:36.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pepere' Dutilly</title><summary type='text'>As I approach another Birthday I am beginning to notice some things about myself.  It all started a couple of months ago in Georgia when my brother and I were having beers and he looked at me and told me I was starting to look like "Pep".  Who is "Pep" you might wonder?  Well, I will tell you.  "Pep" is short for "Pepere'"  Being French on both sides of my family is the reason why my brother, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/8274558863056741941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=8274558863056741941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/8274558863056741941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/8274558863056741941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/05/pepere-dutilly.html' title='Pepere&apos; Dutilly'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-7159463690250223408</id><published>2009-05-06T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T16:29:54.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Memories</title><summary type='text'>This winter I was able to spend a lot of time with my family members.  I left L.A. and went down to Georgia where due to a lousy environment, my brother was frustrated and depressed, so my brother and I embarked on an adventure that took us to New Orleans and New England and eventually ended back in Santa Cruz, California.   Santa Cruz is where I reside.My brother and I had many adventures this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/7159463690250223408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=7159463690250223408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/7159463690250223408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/7159463690250223408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/05/making-memories.html' title='Making Memories'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-4627733552573926551</id><published>2009-05-05T11:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T11:20:16.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Else is New</title><summary type='text'>Well it looks like summer is finally here!  I have been having so much fun, however it has seemed like time has gone slower recently, in an odd way.  In a way it feels like the summer is never going to come.   After a somewhat turmultuous beginning of 2009, I have finally levelled off a bit and have placed my self in the position that makes me happiest in life. Right now I am able to enjoy great </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/4627733552573926551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=4627733552573926551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/4627733552573926551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/4627733552573926551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-else-is-new.html' title='What Else is New'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-5022894616299915592</id><published>2009-04-21T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T14:26:19.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks Friends!!</title><summary type='text'>My last blog entry really sucked and I feel like I have felt lately that I have nothing to write about (which is far from the truth) so I have chosen to make today's blog a little thank you note to the people who love me.This little note is to all of my family who are also my friends and also to the friends who I consider my family.  Thanks for putting up with my bullshit!Thanks for being patient</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/5022894616299915592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=5022894616299915592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/5022894616299915592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/5022894616299915592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/04/thanks-friends.html' title='Thanks Friends!!'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-8445500487058709135</id><published>2009-04-20T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T14:04:13.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I have turned things DOWN a notch as I have been realizing that lately my life is something that I seem to be enjoying an extra lot lately. Lately, I have been taking time to smell the flowers and making a point to try and enjoy whatever it is that I do, even if initially it is something that I may not really WANT to do.Presently, I have been faced with roadblocks in areas of my life that I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/8445500487058709135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=8445500487058709135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/8445500487058709135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/8445500487058709135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-i-have-turned-things-down-notch-as-i.html' title=''/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-1358966740230856963</id><published>2009-04-14T11:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T12:16:08.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Searching</title><summary type='text'>My, my, as soon as I get confident and begin to think I have everything all together, I get the legs chopped out from under me and I realize that I have a multitude of lessons to learn in life and I am NO WHERE NEAR the brink of this cliff that I like to think is my leap into enlightenment, my own personal Nirvana.  I have begun to realize of late how difficult this PRESENT living thing can be on</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/1358966740230856963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=1358966740230856963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/1358966740230856963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/1358966740230856963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/04/still-searching.html' title='Still Searching'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-941589587121330412</id><published>2009-04-05T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T21:49:44.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Live In a Glass House</title><summary type='text'>Recently I have reached a point in my life where I have become ever confident as a man in who I am and what a believe in.  It seems that the harder I try at becoming a better person, the easier and more effortless it has become.  However, the more and more growth I attain, the more and more frequent the attacks on my character and my honesty have become in certain areas of my life.What I have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/941589587121330412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=941589587121330412' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/941589587121330412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/941589587121330412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-live-in-glass-house.html' title='I Live In a Glass House'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-1158918521374105404</id><published>2009-03-18T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T07:24:08.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sufficient Until the Day Is Evil Thereof</title><summary type='text'>I sit here and I look at my life.  I look back at the last 2 1/2 years and what I set out to do.  As the time runs downward on my little "quest" I realize that the "quest" has only just begun.  Countless times day in and day out I am tested and tempted and teased and twisted, yet amongst this tempest my head still rises above the water. I may gag and gurgle and grasp for the next breath....but I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/1158918521374105404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=1158918521374105404' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/1158918521374105404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/1158918521374105404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/03/sufficient-until-day-is-evil-thereof.html' title='Sufficient Until the Day Is Evil Thereof'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-8744681860549034754</id><published>2009-02-27T03:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T16:40:56.514-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back In The Day</title><summary type='text'>Looking back to the days of my youth with the fondest of memories that it held is one of my favorite things to do.  I love the days we would spend at Breezy Lake at the end of the street.  We had Upper Dam, Middle Dam and Lower Dam, 3 nice sized likes.  Breezy lake was Lower Dam, if I remember correctly.  Many a Saturdays would be spent in the beach sand at a lake, casting a fishing pole out in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/8744681860549034754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=8744681860549034754' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/8744681860549034754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/8744681860549034754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/02/back-in-day.html' title='Back In The Day'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-3205800437616014917</id><published>2009-02-20T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T09:33:24.137-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Learning So Much!!!</title><summary type='text'>Lately I am learning so much about myself.   Ever since I started really forcing myself to stay aware of the thinks that I think and to seperate who  "I' am from my body and mind I have been able to really notice who I have become as a person and a man.  I can actually look back at some of the craziness of my youth and not be defined by it yet it is still part of who I am.   With that I am going </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/3205800437616014917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=3205800437616014917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/3205800437616014917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/3205800437616014917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-am-learning-so-much.html' title='I Am Learning So Much!!!'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-4802005247143550583</id><published>2009-02-17T17:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T17:59:51.962-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ungrateful</title><summary type='text'>I started the day in sort of a negative frame of mind.  I didn't mean to, but I slept in a little later than I should have on a Monday.  It's winter and has been cold and rainy for the last 5 days or so and I have been running into some roadblocks when in comes to things that "I think" I should be doing. As my day progressed today, I came to realize that the exact situation that I was finding to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/4802005247143550583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=4802005247143550583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/4802005247143550583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/4802005247143550583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/02/ungrateful.html' title='Ungrateful'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-2136550977889359478</id><published>2009-02-15T17:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T18:24:07.875-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='E A'/><title type='text'>A Walk in the Rain</title><summary type='text'>It's a rainy day out here in the West.  I think that I just might go for a walk today.  I just might walk right over to East Cliff and follow the coast down to the railroad tracks and walk across the bridge.I love that walk, looking out at Monterey Bay and Big Sur. It is really sick when you walk over the bridge you are literally walking on the original set of the movie "The Lost Boys". It will </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/2136550977889359478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=2136550977889359478' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/2136550977889359478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/2136550977889359478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/02/walk-in-rain.html' title='A Walk in the Rain'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-7278254512880473504</id><published>2009-02-11T18:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T19:19:40.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramblings About Life</title><summary type='text'>I have been at battle with myself about what to write about in this next blog entry.  I have this urge inside to write less about myself and more about the world around me lately, but I have also grown quite used to using this blogspot page as a way to just vent the things that are going on with me and around me.  This blog is sort of like my journal in a lot of ways, but it is not something that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/7278254512880473504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=7278254512880473504' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/7278254512880473504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/7278254512880473504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/02/ramblings-on-life.html' title='Ramblings About Life'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-975138396109326361</id><published>2009-02-10T14:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T14:49:46.901-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poetry</title><summary type='text'>Engaging in some early morning conversations with friends of late has brought me to realize something about myself. Throughout my life through all of the ups and downs I am and have always been writing. I meticulously have logged my adventures and joys and my mishaps and sorrows, previously in journals and now on the Internet as well with my blogs. I write for myself and I write for others, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/975138396109326361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=975138396109326361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/975138396109326361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/975138396109326361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/02/poetry.html' title='Poetry'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-8509685557596004338</id><published>2009-02-04T23:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T23:50:05.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I Want!</title><summary type='text'>What do you want in your life? I am confident that through all of the confusion and chaos that we see in our daily lives, what it is that "we want" is exactly what is happening. Sometimes "what we want" is a negative thing. It's when we are aware of our EGO that we can really start to identify what things that "we want" are harmful.Right now I am getting good at identifying the negative </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/8509685557596004338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=8509685557596004338' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/8509685557596004338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/8509685557596004338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-i-want.html' title='What I Want!'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-6368315228902509496</id><published>2009-02-03T14:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T14:38:27.571-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pleasure Point</title><summary type='text'>Sitting here at "Pleasure Point" in the shade.  20ft or so down from me are jagged rocks and cliffs to climb down on and bask in the sunshine.  There is an array of colorful wildflowers topping these cliffs.  To the left of me is an old man quietly reading a Bible at a picnic table and directly in front of me is a UPS driver, probably a local surfer, eating his lunch.  Out in the ocean I see a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/6368315228902509496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=6368315228902509496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/6368315228902509496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/6368315228902509496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/02/pleasure-point.html' title='Pleasure Point'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-615382655907879345</id><published>2009-02-02T10:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T10:55:35.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~~~~</title><summary type='text'>Ladies and gentlemen...this is my 101st post.  I am blown away by how unpredictable life can be.  One minute I think that everything is smooth sailing, the next minute :BOOM: life blindsides you and things get turbulent.  Lucky for me, I know how to handle this situations in my own life pretty well and I do, but I am also weary of travel and for the first time in my adult life, I crave stability </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/615382655907879345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=615382655907879345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/615382655907879345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/615382655907879345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='~~~~'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-7471795357401300377</id><published>2009-01-30T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T21:39:43.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing For a Magazine</title><summary type='text'>I love life.  I especially love my life, how I live it and the opportunites that come my way when I am choosing what it is that I want to do.   Just when I thought that I was going to be miserable and almost began doing things for the wrong reasons, I turned the car around and even though I was feeling pain, I accepted the pain and held my head high.  I got on my feet and headed where I needed to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/7471795357401300377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=7471795357401300377' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/7471795357401300377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/7471795357401300377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/01/writing-for-magazine.html' title='Writing For a Magazine'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-212355600054162780</id><published>2009-01-28T17:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T18:02:58.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Becoming More Aware</title><summary type='text'>It's so funny, the more and more I become aware of the things in my life that have caused me pain in the past and the more and more I identify them, accept them and find the good in them, the shorter and shorter my times of turmoil are.  As I have become aware of the things that I do in life to hurt myself and I realize why I have done them, the faster I grow and the happier I become, accepting </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/212355600054162780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=212355600054162780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/212355600054162780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/212355600054162780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/01/becoming-more-aware.html' title='Becoming More Aware'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-5535296157382283017</id><published>2009-01-25T03:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T04:30:41.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything</title><summary type='text'>Things are going to change and change is ALWAYS good.  Life is an amazing thing, it really allows for you to do whatever it is that you want and you REALLY CAN think and visualize and make choices in your mind and manifest the things that you want.  Unfortunately some of the things that you may WANT in life, may not be good for you or for the people closest to you.  This is where ethics and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/5535296157382283017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=5535296157382283017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/5535296157382283017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/5535296157382283017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/01/everything.html' title='Everything'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-5344312158200819184</id><published>2009-01-23T11:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T11:59:04.912-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.......</title><summary type='text'>Walking around the place of my birth has really brought a lot out of me that has been buried deep inside.  You see, in the past, for whatever reasons, I had become used to just burying away all the hurt and in return I became an angry person who took out his pains on the whole world.  With age I have learned things like self hypnosis and I have learned how absolutely important it is to face the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/5344312158200819184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=5344312158200819184' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/5344312158200819184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/5344312158200819184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='.......'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-6422753998155060418</id><published>2009-01-21T07:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T08:12:00.097-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stand Strong!!</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday was the inauguration of the first black President of the United States of America and I just watched his speech. It seems that many of us are at places in our lives when we can choose to give up or forge forward with confidence in what we believe in, in our ideals and in the courage of knowing that we believe in a good way of life. I was regretful that I did not watch the inauguration </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/6422753998155060418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=6422753998155060418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/6422753998155060418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/6422753998155060418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/01/stand-strong.html' title='Stand Strong!!'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-4495793727297598025</id><published>2009-01-16T18:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T18:08:48.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Lesson</title><summary type='text'>New lesson for me.Don't ever try to force things!!!It never works.  Sometimes you just need to realize that NOW is pretty good and take what is handed to you and enjoy it, whatever that it may be.  I have really begun to notice that every moment has great things in it...even the little things like waiting in line at the DMV.  You never know who you can meet or who's day that you might brighten by</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/4495793727297598025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=4495793727297598025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/4495793727297598025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/4495793727297598025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-lesson.html' title='A New Lesson'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-2420937922249490119</id><published>2009-01-15T05:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T06:20:30.998-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Grateful</title><summary type='text'>The last couple of days were a little bit funny for me. I was excited about some things that were going particularly well in my life and then, I became comfortable. I have a lot that I am trying to accomplish these days and when my comfort got interrupted it threw me off big time. The person who I am, who embraces change and thrives in it didn't want things to change and I sorta lost my mojo. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/2420937922249490119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=2420937922249490119' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/2420937922249490119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/2420937922249490119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/01/being-grateful.html' title='Being Grateful'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-8541727160996348734</id><published>2009-01-07T13:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T16:19:43.676-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='omoga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patience'/><title type='text'>Patience</title><summary type='text'>Today I am going to write about a good friend of mine named "Patience". A couple of years ago I decided to begin an adventure to New Orleans. I had never been to New Orleans and I was in a seriously downtrodden state of mind when it came to my life. I had been through the ringer emotionally and this was just a time of healing for me. My time in New Orleans taught me to trust life and that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/8541727160996348734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=8541727160996348734' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/8541727160996348734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/8541727160996348734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/01/patience.html' title='Patience'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-851326371612758345</id><published>2009-01-03T13:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T14:01:46.291-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Challenging Myself</title><summary type='text'>It's a new year and again I have put myself in a situation where I am trusting life to the fullest.  I am amazed at how I lose sight of the things that I have learned at times, to make other people happy.  Sometimes I am too loyal.  I decided that it was time to make some moves and I have since jumped an airplane and arrived in the place of my birth and I am really glad it is what I did.  I spent</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/851326371612758345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=851326371612758345' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/851326371612758345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/851326371612758345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2009/01/challengin-myself.html' title='Challenging Myself'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-160322554759855597</id><published>2008-12-28T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T10:53:08.549-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Year</title><summary type='text'>This last year has been one of the most exciting and positive years of my whole life.  While I can't say it has always been easy, it was a year of tremendous growth for and and I am lucky to have surrounded myself with a good support group of like minded people who may not always agree with me, but who have grown with me and GROWTH is the key word.I am really baffled by the people that come </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/160322554759855597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=160322554759855597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/160322554759855597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/160322554759855597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-year.html' title='The New Year'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-3742050174458988</id><published>2008-12-23T17:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T17:56:11.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SAM</title><summary type='text'>This summer was quite notable for me.  It was a coming of age time of sorts for me.  I had been recently divorced and I was rediscovering who I was a man in the world.  In some ways, this year I finally shed my boyhood.....or some parts of it. During my time in Los Angeles, some time after the 4th of July, I saw a young kid passed out next to the Santa Monica Pier in cowboy boots with a guitar </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/3742050174458988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=3742050174458988' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/3742050174458988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/3742050174458988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2008/12/sam.html' title='SAM'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-520643439032967521</id><published>2008-12-20T15:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T15:36:28.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home</title><summary type='text'>Once again my adventurous side has taken ahold of me!  Hey, It got me this far.  Anyhow, after a couple of years of travel and a few stops in Georgia I am officially going back home.  Now, home is a couple of places for me, I was born in Rhode Island and did some growing up in Florida...but I am going back to my roots, to the place of my birth and even though it is freezing cold.  It is exactly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/520643439032967521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=520643439032967521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/520643439032967521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/520643439032967521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2008/12/home.html' title='Home'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-1968495583723921775</id><published>2008-12-14T22:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T22:39:49.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><summary type='text'>Over the years I have forged great relationships with so, so many people.  No matter how rough things have gotten and however much of a screwup I have been in the past, this time in my life I can honestly say that I have the best friends in the world.  I have friends who have been in my life since I was six.  I have friends who I have just met and even a couple with whom I have never met and I am</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/1968495583723921775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=1968495583723921775' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/1968495583723921775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/1968495583723921775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2008/12/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-7203727342809724055</id><published>2008-12-12T18:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T18:33:53.241-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today I Ripped My Nut Sack</title><summary type='text'>I figured this was a worthwhile story.  So here I am again, I'ma tell it.  Recently I came back to my momma's little town in Georgia and rented a SICK loft.  That's how I always refer to it, as SICK, cuz it would be....if it was in, say, CALI!  But, either way...its a cool spot.  What else would you expect?  Anyhow, I have been talkin' with my little brother about things he is going through and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/7203727342809724055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=7203727342809724055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/7203727342809724055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/7203727342809724055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2008/12/today-i-ripped-my-nut-sack.html' title='Today I Ripped My Nut Sack'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-5142735040219987894</id><published>2008-12-11T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:22:54.038-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking Outside the Box</title><summary type='text'>Over and over in my blog I have talked about being in the NOW and living in the moment.  I have blogged through some wild times over this year, but I have always come back to the same thing and when the going got tough, my blogs reminded me to keep in the moment and I'm grateful for that.  When it come to life, I haven't been the perfect person.  I have done some really dumb things, but over time</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/5142735040219987894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=5142735040219987894' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/5142735040219987894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/5142735040219987894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2008/12/thinking-outside-box.html' title='Thinking Outside the Box'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-5335285587969395555</id><published>2008-12-10T02:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T07:06:57.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Works For Me</title><summary type='text'>Ok, I said I was not going to be writing on this blog anymore, but the more I have abstained, the more I realize that I need to blog....its therapeutic.  I could care less who reads it and I have no real agenda here...it just helps me.  Which brings me to yesterday.  Yesterday I got really drunk, which in itself is not all that bad, but I did it for the wrong reasons.  Personal and family </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/5335285587969395555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=5335285587969395555' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/5335285587969395555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/5335285587969395555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-works-for-me.html' title='What Works For Me'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-4192038088604954193</id><published>2008-11-21T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T22:05:36.761-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a'/><title type='text'>BE PREPARED!!</title><summary type='text'>Justice Robert H. Jackson "It is not the function of the government to keep the citizen from falling into error; it is the function of the citizen to keep the government from falling into error."While I supported Obama throughout this election, it was more of me voting AGAINST the same.  I am fully preparing myself for the possibility that the machine has gone too far and I am beginning to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/4192038088604954193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=4192038088604954193' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/4192038088604954193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/4192038088604954193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2008/11/be-prepared.html' title='BE PREPARED!!'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-1905870637010562346</id><published>2008-11-17T19:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T19:12:49.134-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turning the Page</title><summary type='text'>About 2 years ago I embarked on the adventure of adventures.  I had been recently divorced and decided to go soul searching and that’s what I did.  I went through the loss of a dear loved one and I reconnected with old friends across the country.  I rode trains and busses, I hitchhiked and I flew and I saw much of what this great nation has to offer.  I fed the homeless and I was also fed.  I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/1905870637010562346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=1905870637010562346' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/1905870637010562346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/1905870637010562346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2008/11/turning-page.html' title='Turning the Page'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-145202716749993130</id><published>2008-11-09T15:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T18:27:29.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TILLY TV ~ CHECK IT OFTEN</title><summary type='text'>Express Yourself LIVE</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/145202716749993130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=145202716749993130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/145202716749993130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/145202716749993130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2008/11/tilly-tv-check-it-often.html' title='TILLY TV ~ CHECK IT OFTEN'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-8809688153737535463</id><published>2008-11-07T22:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T23:13:28.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lead  By Example</title><summary type='text'>More and more I am noticing that in life we as people (myself included) try and pass our ideas and values onto others and it appears forced. It seems that we KNOW things or have discovered things in our own lives spiritually or intellectually and they have helped us SO much that we feel inspired to share those things with the world, or at least with the people closest to us. It happens in all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/8809688153737535463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=8809688153737535463' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/8809688153737535463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/8809688153737535463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2008/11/lead-by-example.html' title='Lead  By Example'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-5401791520190316737</id><published>2008-11-01T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T07:35:09.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday</title><summary type='text'>Traveling the nation has really taught me a lot about people, while we are all different and I can distinctivly pick out the differences in people regionally, we all really want the same things: peace, prosperity, safety and to be loved. I can honestly say that nothing has made me feel more loved than the true kindness and nature of people across our land.From the foggy beaches of California to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/5401791520190316737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=5401791520190316737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/5401791520190316737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/5401791520190316737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2008/11/tuesday.html' title='Tuesday'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-819651734470367451</id><published>2008-10-31T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T13:24:38.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hit the Road Jack!!</title><summary type='text'>My stay in Georgia has finally come to an end.  While I really enjoyed the cool Autumn weather and the company of family, I am quite anxious to hit the road with my brother.  My brother, Tim, and I have never done this together and aside from being roomates in Orlando when we were trying to do the college thing, we haven't had to many adventures.  Now, along with the leaves and the trees and in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/819651734470367451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=819651734470367451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/819651734470367451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/819651734470367451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2008/10/hit-road-jack.html' title='Hit the Road Jack!!'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-5736735496012877164</id><published>2008-10-21T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T17:46:06.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ha Ha Ha ! ! !!</title><summary type='text'> Comedy Impressions - Funny bloopers are a click away</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/5736735496012877164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=5736735496012877164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/5736735496012877164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/5736735496012877164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2008/10/ha-ha-ha.html' title='Ha Ha Ha ! ! !!'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-6998394303577445671</id><published>2008-10-21T10:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T10:44:55.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer</title><summary type='text'>This summer was truly a summer for the memory books for me. It started with me hitchhiking to Santa Cruz for a non-stop party and some SERIOUS smokage!!! In Santa Cruz I stayed in the Hostel for a while 2 blocks from the beach and than pretty much right on the beach with one of my best friends!! I really didn't work to hard in The Cruz, but I was lucky enough to meet great people and enjoy the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/6998394303577445671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=6998394303577445671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/6998394303577445671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/6998394303577445671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2008/10/summer.html' title='Summer'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-8848964910174048084</id><published>2008-10-17T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T05:30:18.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May the Best Man Win</title><summary type='text'>Ok,I know that all of my readers do not have the same political views as I do, however it is important for me to get this last blog entry in before our election. Please, Please read this blog no matter what your political affiliation and recognize that mine is an opinion, just like yours...but lets try and make a little sense here.Obama is not a terrorist, he is not the Anti-Christ and he is not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/8848964910174048084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=8848964910174048084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/8848964910174048084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/8848964910174048084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2008/10/may-best-man-win.html' title='May the Best Man Win'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-3543239906813540371</id><published>2008-10-16T11:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T13:54:48.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dilema</title><summary type='text'>As I get older I am really becoming torn over what matters the most for me in life, success or family closeness.  The older that I get, like many young men, the more I notice friends falling by the wayside.  I have come to realize that the only people who will always be there are my family.  This is kind of strange for me.  I was on my own at a young age and for years and years I considered my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/3543239906813540371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=3543239906813540371' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/3543239906813540371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/3543239906813540371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-dilema.html' title='My Dilema'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-7450720467632724964</id><published>2008-10-15T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T21:38:28.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On A Break</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/7450720467632724964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=7450720467632724964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/7450720467632724964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/7450720467632724964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2008/10/on-break.html' title='On A Break'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-3735551333181369977</id><published>2008-10-01T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T17:43:10.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Da Dodgers!!</title><summary type='text'>Today started out to be such a hum drum day.  I was discouraged and a bit pissed off.  My phone is off again, and when my phone is off, I miss out on jobs.  Since I had auditioned and applied for a great deal of jobs this week I was bitter.  I was bitter because when my phone goes off it is not my fault.  It is because people like to send me text messages and sometimes I am near my limit and a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/3735551333181369977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=3735551333181369977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/3735551333181369977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/3735551333181369977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2008/10/da-dodgers.html' title='Da Dodgers!!'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-1451320981388122401</id><published>2008-09-30T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T19:05:57.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>APOLOGY</title><summary type='text'>I would like to apologize for my negative attitude in the last blog entry.   Usually I try to be positive and uplifting, however I could not find anything positive and uplifting to say about current events yesterday and maybe I should have just left my blog blank.  It frustrates me to see what we as a people, (or some of us) are doing to each other and to our country and I was a bit too vocal.   </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/1451320981388122401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=1451320981388122401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/1451320981388122401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/1451320981388122401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2008/09/apology.html' title='APOLOGY'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350589641906133920.post-5511860392664640855</id><published>2008-09-29T13:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T13:30:13.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going, Going....Gone!!!</title><summary type='text'>So it seems like all of the gains that our country made economically during the Clinton administration, the last little bit, is being flushed down the toilet today as we speak.  George Bush's last attempt to save it was voted down today and although it is going to cost us, it is probably a good thing.  Had that law passed, we would be one step closer to Socialism and I do not know if that is a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/feeds/5511860392664640855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2350589641906133920&amp;postID=5511860392664640855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/5511860392664640855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350589641906133920/posts/default/5511860392664640855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilly32.blogspot.com/2008/09/going-goinggone.html' title='Going, Going....Gone!!!'/><author><name>~Tilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01762594398882740864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k298/gddutilly/013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
