<?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-7578061</id><updated>2011-09-01T09:00:27.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts of a Young Man Back on the Road</title><subtitle type='html'>So I was at home in McEwen, now I am back out on the road.  Apparently, fate decided I had gleaned all I could from being home, and sent me away again..this time for up to a year.  So you get to read about it...you lucky people you!!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofyoungman.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578061/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofyoungman.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17875031032596555444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578061.post-109535502350011344</id><published>2004-09-16T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-16T10:17:03.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birmingham, AL - Wading through Ivan</title><content type='html'>They say there is never a dull moment on the road.  I live by this motto.  I have helped carry shows through blizzards, heat waves, windstorms, and even a duststorm that was kicked up in Mexico.....and now, I can add a hurricane to the list.  I don't actually know if Ivan is a hurricane or now some lower form of tropical storm, either way it is bad news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are staying in a hotel right across the street from the theatre.  The theatre complex has been designated an emergency shelter, and our hotel is booked up.  So, even though I am in the storm, I am in the safest place possible, as are the cast and crew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have cancelled our show for Thursday night, and may cancel Friday night's as well.  So, here's the kicker.  Our director is in town.  He decided since they cancelled the show, that it would be a great time to have a rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, it won't be so bad earlier in the day.", he said.  I walked over to the theatre early in the day.  My umbrella was snatched out of my hands and I was soaked with rain in a matter of seconds.  I am worried that my umbrella is somewhere on the other side of town being used as a projectile.  HOLD ON...I just got a phone call that rehearsal is cancelled.  THANK GOD.  Now someone at least has the good sense god gave them.  Actually our producer made the call..I now have to call a bunch of actors.  I will write more later.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578061-109535502350011344?l=thoughtsofyoungman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofyoungman.blogspot.com/feeds/109535502350011344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578061&amp;postID=109535502350011344' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578061/posts/default/109535502350011344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578061/posts/default/109535502350011344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofyoungman.blogspot.com/2004/09/birmingham-al-wading-through-ivan.html' title='Birmingham, AL - Wading through Ivan'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17875031032596555444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578061.post-109408532820245615</id><published>2004-09-01T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T19:58:24.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New York...</title><content type='html'>So, I am back in the Big Apple. We are here for the rehearsal period. We are working in the studios on 42nd Street. They are newer, wonderful studios. Very up to date. I love being back in the city, but don't like being in Times Square. I am living in a hotel on 47th and working on 42nd, so I never get away from the people. Luckily, though, I have a company manager and a few friends that live in the outer areas..so they are showing me around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do love being back here though. I am not getting to see as much however. This is by choice. I have not been feeling myself lately. I get tired very easily, and I am being a little moody. It is strange for me. I don't know if it is my body reacting to a new schedule, or if it is something else. I hope it gets better soon, it is really really starting to worry me. I am sure it is nothing. I am just trying my best to take care of my body, and hope that it corrects itself. Any ideas???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I am working hard, trying to get things ready for us to go out on the road. Our first city is Birmingham, AL. I have never been there, so it will be quite a time...I hope :O). Well, I should go for now....will write more soon..maybe tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO...TO &lt;a href="mailto:emmaOC48@aol.com"&gt;emmaOC48@aol.com&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;I got your response on my blog under the "Upcoming Election" post which reads, "BUSH 2004!".  While I am very happy you are taking SUCH and active part in the current political agenda, I would ask that you be a little more...specific...about why you would like Bush to win a second term.  Maybe then, we could use this public forum as a way of discussing our differing political views instead of just "shouting" random things via my online blog.  Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578061-109408532820245615?l=thoughtsofyoungman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofyoungman.blogspot.com/feeds/109408532820245615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578061&amp;postID=109408532820245615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578061/posts/default/109408532820245615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578061/posts/default/109408532820245615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofyoungman.blogspot.com/2004/09/new-york.html' title='New York...'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17875031032596555444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578061.post-109293900383881198</id><published>2004-08-19T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-19T11:10:03.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...resting...</title><content type='html'>So, I have been back home for the past week and a half.  I am preparing to go back out on the road for another 10 months.  It is a daunting task, to say the least.  But, as always, I will rise above it...as any great diva would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't done much this past week, except chill at home and work some every day.  I did get to see my friend Cortney last night.  We went with Kyrstal and Kristin to a concert featuring Cowboy Mouth, Better Than Ezra, and a few other bands.  It was awesome.  I had only heard Cowboy Mouth on CD previously, and thought they were okay.  After seeing them in concert, however, THEY OFFICIALLY ROCK.  I have never seen a band that projects so much charisma and good energy into the audience.  They have a blast on stage, and they bring you along for the ride, whether you want to go or not.  I really had a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really going to miss my family and friends going back out on the road, but it is going to be a relief to get back to what I know and love doing.  I am so glad that my family and friends support me in this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be in New York City August 22 through September 11.  After that, I will be in Birmingham, AL, and then out on the road again *insert Willie Nelson song here*. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all for now.  I am sitting at Cortney's chillin, watching "The Lost Boys".  It is my new favorite movie. :o)  Laters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578061-109293900383881198?l=thoughtsofyoungman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofyoungman.blogspot.com/feeds/109293900383881198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578061&amp;postID=109293900383881198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578061/posts/default/109293900383881198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578061/posts/default/109293900383881198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofyoungman.blogspot.com/2004/08/resting.html' title='...resting...'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17875031032596555444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578061.post-109182002370148426</id><published>2004-08-06T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-06T18:01:03.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Upcoming Election</title><content type='html'>I am still in Milwaukee, but I have to post something, and I want everyone who reads this to spread the message. I am 24 years old, but this year is the first time that I have really taken an active part in an election. This election is too important to sit by. Can the country really take four more years of W. Bush? I think that it is no secret that I am a Democrat. There is a GREAT radio station out there called Air America. If you don't have the station, you can listen over the Internet at &lt;a href="http://www.airamericaradio.com"&gt;www.airamericaradio.com&lt;/a&gt;. Now, this is definitley run by the democrats, but it is eye opening radio, from both sides of the election. It begs to be listened to. Go there....listen...draw your own conclusions...just be active in this election. If you are not registered to vote, you can do it online now. Go to &lt;a href="http://www.declareyourself.org"&gt;www.declareyourself.org&lt;/a&gt;. This is nonpartisan website that allows you to register to vote and even register for absentee voting. You now have no excuse. lol Also, this website provides a non biased view on where the candidates stand on many issues. I normally don't get on a soapbox like this...but for those who are middle class, working guys and gals, gay, straight, who know someone in the Armed Forces, who are struggling to make ends meet...generally most of America.....you can't afford NOT to vote in this election....please do. I know this sounds like a public service announcement, but if you got this far, thank you for reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578061-109182002370148426?l=thoughtsofyoungman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofyoungman.blogspot.com/feeds/109182002370148426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578061&amp;postID=109182002370148426' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578061/posts/default/109182002370148426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578061/posts/default/109182002370148426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofyoungman.blogspot.com/2004/08/upcoming-election.html' title='The Upcoming Election'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17875031032596555444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578061.post-109164438813223020</id><published>2004-08-04T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-06T09:23:05.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Milwaukee - Day 3</title><content type='html'>Wow, the last time I was here there was like a thousand feet of snow on the ground. Now it is just raining. Things here are getting crazy.....a have a thousand different people needing a thousand different things from me, and none of them are being clear about what they want AUUGGHHHH.........i am drowning in a sea of information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are three legs of flights I am trying to book, and no one can give me the information that I need to completley book any of them. But oh well, such is the life of micro management. LOL. I am just thankful that I have a job to complain about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milwaukee is a great city, I have been here once before. I went to a bar last night that I was in back in January. It is the greatest little place. It has NO sign and NO windows, you just have to know where it is located and go in. Very low key, hush hush kinda thing. The secret of this place, though, is that it has the best jukebox in the whole city..so naturally I was there. They have the usual gay bar fare....Barbara, Bette, any musical made after 1960....But they also have some of the best indy music I have ever heard...it is wonderful. It creates a great atmosphere, that no one really wants to destroy. The feeling there is one of talking, meeting others, sharing ideas, and just relaxing. It is very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all for now...talk again soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought for the day: "When you take dancing lessons, you learn steps and you learn steps and you learn steps. It can take a long time. And then one day, you just learn to dance, and it is so different." DISCUSS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578061-109164438813223020?l=thoughtsofyoungman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofyoungman.blogspot.com/feeds/109164438813223020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578061&amp;postID=109164438813223020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578061/posts/default/109164438813223020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578061/posts/default/109164438813223020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofyoungman.blogspot.com/2004/08/milwaukee-day-3.html' title='Milwaukee - Day 3'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17875031032596555444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578061.post-109072082069888796</id><published>2004-07-24T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-24T19:00:20.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicago - Day 2</title><content type='html'>So today is my second day in Chicago.&amp;nbsp; I haven't seen much of the city, as I am working a LOT right now.&amp;nbsp; We are trying to make the transition from the close of this tour to the opening of the new one as easy as possible.&amp;nbsp; That is like trying to teach an old dog new tricks....as soon as you think you are caught up........something breaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived in Chicago yesterday to join my current tour.&amp;nbsp; My plane landed at 3:30pm.&amp;nbsp; I should have been to the hotel by 4:15.&amp;nbsp; Instead, I didn't get here until 5:40.&amp;nbsp; That was due to traffic.&amp;nbsp; Now, don't get me wrong...my cabbie was doing all he could to get me here on time.&amp;nbsp; He would cut through traffic, speed up, slow down, take the car up onto the curb....you name it.&amp;nbsp; That is what I call service...even if you feel your life is at stake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon arrival, I got to watch the show last night.&amp;nbsp; Now for those of you who know what show it is, DON'T TELL.&amp;nbsp; I am just going to leave little clues and see who can guess it.&amp;nbsp; Yeah right, like THAT many people read my little journal.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, here's one clue...the show runs ALMOST three hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is great, but that is almost longer than Les Miserables...the longest show EVER!!!....oops another clue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I am here, trying to learn everyone's names, who does what, who's butt to kiss....and all that jazz.&amp;nbsp; I am sure things will get much more interesting as time passes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578061-109072082069888796?l=thoughtsofyoungman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofyoungman.blogspot.com/feeds/109072082069888796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578061&amp;postID=109072082069888796' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578061/posts/default/109072082069888796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578061/posts/default/109072082069888796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofyoungman.blogspot.com/2004/07/chicago-day-2.html' title='Chicago - Day 2'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17875031032596555444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578061.post-108986535631033579</id><published>2004-07-14T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-18T20:55:32.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Curveballs...</title><content type='html'>So, things are definitley changing for me right now.  I just found out I am on the finialists list for the job at the state performing arts center, but then I was just called yesterday and offered another job going out on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swore to myself I would not travel again.  I said I was over it, that I wanted to settle down.  When the prospect of traveling again came up though, I totally perked up.  I think once you get traveling in your blood, you just can't get rid of it.  There is something about the excitement of going city to city, and being a part of something that is such an event in each town...it really is great.  Just when I think I don't want to do it anymore, I meet someone or I have a great night, and it propells me on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, this will change the whole reason for my blog.  They say change is good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is one catch in this whole plan.  I haven't told anyone this....I think Cortney knows.  Since I have been home, well for the past month anyway, there is a guy......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are talking and want to start dating.  I think we may be falling for each other.  We really balance each other out.  We can see ourselves settling down and establishing a life together.  This is of course, only expostulation.  Things can change and go awry.  If I leave, this will sabotage us before we get a chance to see if it was going to work.  I don't want to put too much pressure on us, but I really feel good about this, like it could really really work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, so can the road...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to settle down with Scott in the distant future.  I don't want to stay here and date and then wish I had gone out on the road.  Nor do I want to go on the road and lose Scott.  I know this is a lot of pressure, when we are barely dating, but one can't help but think of what could've been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things at home were boring, I guess you should be careful what you ask for, huh?  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578061-108986535631033579?l=thoughtsofyoungman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofyoungman.blogspot.com/feeds/108986535631033579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578061&amp;postID=108986535631033579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578061/posts/default/108986535631033579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578061/posts/default/108986535631033579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofyoungman.blogspot.com/2004/07/curveballs.html' title='Curveballs...'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17875031032596555444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578061.post-108960680421309660</id><published>2004-07-11T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-11T21:33:24.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holding Pattern</title><content type='html'>Have you ever seen the movie Groundhog Day, starring Bill Murray?  I feel like I have been sucked into the cellophane captured story it portrays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to save money, get an apartment, pay some student loans, get ready to spend quite a bit of time here at home.  This all depends on one thing....getting a job.  I have my resume out to hundreds upon hundreds of places nationwide.  As a matter of fact, I could've sworn I saw it lining the bottom of a hampster cage the other day.  I have three companies that want me to work for them.  The one job I really want to land, hasn't told me yes or no for sure yet.  I NEED TO KNOW, the three others aren't going to wait forever.  But I dont' want to pressure them for fear of running them off.  I don't want them thinking I am some great control freak.  Even if I am, they don't have to know. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like my life is in some great holding pattern right now.  I go to sleep, I wake up, I go to sleep, I wake up.  I feel like my future is in the hands of an executive sitting in an office.  The kicker is...they don't know that my future seems to be hanging in the balance.  It is like the beginning of some great Greek Tragedy.  I have to put everything else on hold until someone from the great concrete jungle decides to call me.  I don't know how to react, or even to proceed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I just have to keep living in this holding pattern until fate decides I get it right...thanks Bill Murray!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578061-108960680421309660?l=thoughtsofyoungman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofyoungman.blogspot.com/feeds/108960680421309660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578061&amp;postID=108960680421309660' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578061/posts/default/108960680421309660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578061/posts/default/108960680421309660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofyoungman.blogspot.com/2004/07/holding-pattern.html' title='Holding Pattern'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17875031032596555444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578061.post-108935270108344693</id><published>2004-07-08T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-08T22:58:21.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Posting - Background Info</title><content type='html'>So, here we go.  This is my first posting on my new blog.  (It seems so official.)  For those of you who don't know me, I will give a little background.  For those of you that do, bear with me, you have heard this all before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up in a small town in Tennessee called McEwen.  Now when I say small, I mean small.  We have a Sonic, a Dairy Queen, a funeral home, countless churches and four gas stations...all on one street.  But no stoplights...not one!  My graduating class had a total of 70 people.  Now, I know there are folks out there that have me beat in the "small town" department, but when you grow up here and it is all you know...it seems like the smallest place on earth.  Especially when you are 18, out of high school and ready to face the "real world" they prepared you for in school.  (Which, by the way, is NOTHING like they said it would be.)In a nutshell, it is the kind of town where you go to church just because, everyone who is anyone is at the Friday night high school football games, sweet tea flows like water, and when someone dies we bake the family a nice casserole that will freeze nicely...to help them along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent most of my life growing up with my Mother, Stepfater, and two Stepbrothers.  My biological father passed away when I was eleven.  My relationship with my Mother is sacred, I would trade it for nothing in the world.  It goes above and beyond anything I can describe in words.  My Stepbrothers and I are great.  I usually just refer to them as my brothers, seeing as how I changed their diapers.  They are now 13 and 14.  I, by the way, am 24.  My relationship with my Stepfather is....strained and rocky at best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent 13 years (counting Kindergarten) in the Humphreys County School System.  It was unique.  I was kind of a loner.  It wasn't until high school that I really made friends.  You will probably see their names mentioned, but none as much as Cortney.  She is my Best Friend, and will always be.  Not only was she there in the tumultous years of high school, but beyond.  Every new idea I had and change I underwent, she supported me 110%.  I am eternelly grateful for that.  McEwen High was kind of like the school that time forgot.  All the boys played sports and joined Ag.  All the girls were cheerleaders or basketball players, or they were in Future Homemakers of America.  For my first two years there, the Business Professionals of America club was still only a way to prepare girls for the local secretarial pool, if they didn't have any other marketable skills.  Football, basketball, and baseball were the only three sports offered.  It was a very direct formula for high school life, and anyone who differed from this equation would see reprocussions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After high school, I attended the University of Tennessee, Knoxville.  Those four years were the most tumultuous years of my life.  I, like so many others, underwent so many changes.  I discovered there was a LOT of life outside of my tiny caticlysm of a town, and it was waiting for me to grab it.  I found my calling, to work in Theatre and Entertainment.  I found my personality.  I came out of my shell, a process I go through every day.  I came out of the closet.  I learned about where I wanted to go in life, and what kind of person I wanted to become.  I learned what I look for in another person to love.  And I learned that the most valuable investment you can make is an investment in people.  I would go more in depth with my college experience, but would be here all night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After college, the fun didn't stop.  I went on the road with touring productions.  I did theatre and company management for theatrical and arena tours of Sesame Street Live and The Full Monty.  This took me to so many great cities over two years.  New York, Austin, Dallas, Hollywood, San Fransisco...the list goes on and on.  These two years were kind of like the payoff.  I was finally seeing the world.  I was working at a job I loved, and meeting some of the most unique people ever.  These two years would truly shape my view on the world.  I felt as though I was grabbing life by the throat and taking all I could from it...all that it owed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those two years are over now, and through a series of circumstances I have found myself back in the same town that I left what seems so long ago, back in the same house with my Mother, Stepfather, two Stepbrothers, and now a Stepsister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My personality, life, view, and demeanor have all changed.  They are clashing with this town and family every day.  I hope that this blog will provide me an outlet for the frustration, comedy, beauty, and overall strangeness that I see.  Also, I want it to simply be a record of my daily life.  Hopefully, I can acheive a balance of the two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if you have gone this far, congrats and thank you.  I ASSURE you my postings will not be this long as a norm, altough I can't guaruntee there won't be a rant every now and then.  I hope you find my life as interesting and ironic as I do. :o)  Thanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578061-108935270108344693?l=thoughtsofyoungman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofyoungman.blogspot.com/feeds/108935270108344693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578061&amp;postID=108935270108344693' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578061/posts/default/108935270108344693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578061/posts/default/108935270108344693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofyoungman.blogspot.com/2004/07/my-first-posting-background-info.html' title='My First Posting - Background Info'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17875031032596555444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry></feed>
