<?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-8176065186245720577</id><updated>2011-11-20T22:11:26.957-08:00</updated><category term='philosophy. Honor. Important'/><category term='Sassin'/><category term='Bro code'/><title type='text'>Ban Trodden</title><subtitle type='html'>If you were ever wondering who I am, this is the place for you to be.  Discover.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nayr Nilbmah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042384604747546219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/R9nb3YCtrNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1cdku3YjRr0/S220/100_0908.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176065186245720577.post-1040176514798433034</id><published>2011-11-20T22:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T22:11:26.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My cousin Kevin</title><content type='html'>Growing up Kevin and I always seemed to find ourselves in all sorts of trouble. From being the neighborhood bullies (always having one another's back unless of course we were the only two around) to terrorizing the local house pet; whatever we set our expansive imaginations to,we did it. One blazin' hot summer afternoon, Kevin, Daniel Degaston and I were out doing what young boys do best to cool off: Water Fights!!! As our efforts to soak one another turned towards ganging up on poor little Daniel, we made our way to the myers' backyard where, to Kevin's knowledge existed a great hornets nest nestled in the wood pile under the back deck. Daniel was the first one stung. He dropped like a fly, and I don't remember what sparked our battle towards the little guy's bad day, but Kevin and I were relentless. After running home crying, we took it upon ourselves to salt the wounds just a little more and we did so by jamming Daniels squirt gun right into the nest of hornets, and then we ran our chubby little guts inside to escape the new pissed off hornet swarm, to dry off, and to eat some of Aunt Janey-O's amazing leftovers. As time went on, our good pal Adam Crowley showed up and something sparked in Kevin's conscience to return the squirt gun to his neighborhood pal. But he knew he wasn't going anywhere near that wood pile! He also knew there was little that his cousin couldn't be bullied into. I don't know what went through my head (besides fear of a cousin's terror turning on me) as Adam and I slowly crept our way into the backyard. As I approached the nest, the sound of hornets still running wild through the air, my heart was pounding! Adam and I crept up slowly, sure as to not be sighted by one of the flying beasts, and Kevin watched from the comfortable corner of the yard. Then all of the sudden there he was, the object of my bad day, soaring stinger out straight at my face! I didn't stand a chance. That huge hornet had a mission and was not to be interrupted by any living source on the planet. Arms flailing about I turned to run but it was too late, I could already see the whites in the little insects eyes. As it landed centimeters above my left eyebrow that livid creature did what evolution has taught it best: stung the living crap outta me. This sent me sprinting for safety as I was certain I was going to be enveloped in a mess of hornets. Moments prior Adam had already made it back to our shaded corner haven and was laughing along side Kevin as the spectacle unraveled. I learned that day that my bee allergies were pretty darn severe as a softball sized lump appeared where my eye used to be. I learned that apologizing isn't always worth it. And most of all I learned that my greatest cousin and longest friend is a man of many attributes. Talents that come in all shapes and sizes. And one of the greatest of these is his un-matched ability to coax someone into a very sticky situation for his humorous benefit. Obviously the lump on my face became an iconic moment in our lives as we have passed this very story onto many friends and family members. As a result of many more interesting moments that came about in our lives, we thank you Kevin for always giving us that initial push towards our destiny. And may your next 25 years be filled with laughter and of course, Heather's patience! Love ya cous. Cactus Face and Baller50 for life!!Ry Guy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8176065186245720577-1040176514798433034?l=nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/feeds/1040176514798433034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8176065186245720577&amp;postID=1040176514798433034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/1040176514798433034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/1040176514798433034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-cousin-kevin.html' title='My cousin Kevin'/><author><name>Nayr Nilbmah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042384604747546219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/R9nb3YCtrNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1cdku3YjRr0/S220/100_0908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176065186245720577.post-8396279432923689346</id><published>2011-11-11T21:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T21:25:07.437-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Man Walks on...     My personal epiphany of "180° South: Conquerers of the Useless"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-25omQWQVUTU/Tr4DH09VKoI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/vCvFMuoXQbw/s1600/corcovado" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-25omQWQVUTU/Tr4DH09VKoI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/vCvFMuoXQbw/s320/corcovado" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"My whole life, I have been drawn to open country. It's where everything becomes clear, where the world makes the most sense. I always return home a little different. But I know now we cannot take it for granted. When open country is gone, we will be gone along with it!"    Jeff JohnsonSo many times in my own life I have been striding down my solitary path towards greatness. I have been led to many different types of people, of seemingly endless shades of personality, all of whom have inspired me in some way or some other.  I've seen and felt some the unescapable ups and downs, walked paths unknown to places uncharted and learned some of life's most, valuable, and  inspiring, lessons. Gathering all I've been able to scoop up with my inherent clutches, I have begun to settle myself into a young man capable of things I had never before imagined. When in pursuit of often changing goals, individually we all have fought and will continue always to fight, the challenging obstacles in our specific journeys. One of these most inspiring persons (whom I have never had the pleasure of meeting) to me is Jeff Johnson. Jeff,much like myself, has done what it takes to further his affinity for the great outdoors. Years ago he fell in passion with two of the worlds most renowned outdoors preservationists on the planet today: Yvon Chainard and Doug Tompkins. Their inspiring journeys set them sail on countless adventures exploring and pioneering the outdoor culture. One of their greatest lead them to where they are today, in the great country of Chile, fronting one of the worlds largest outdoor conservation acts entitled: "Cencervacion Pategonia". How many times in our lives have we found ourselves stuck in continuous spiraling grooves leading us opposite of where we first began? I'm sure we have all felt this way one time or another, I know I most certainly have. What these men have taught me was not in any formal setting. It wasn't face to face in a class room, nor was it out on any adventure with these gentlemen that I have learned what truly has become very important to me in regards to my own individual way of thinking. Truly there are beauties surrounding all of us wherever we may be in this world and if we were to go through life skipping out on learning from these God-given spectacles we have not fulfilled our purposes as human beings. One can benefit from the things around him if he actually puts himself where naturally he was not intended to be. Or rather where our comfort zones lie there we should not be. When a person can anxiously step aside of oneself and activity interpret a warm embrace from the hand of a higher creation is when that individual may experience a glimpse of a life full of grandeur and glory. Make a conscious decision to come forth out of the mess of life we catch ourselves up in! If we miss it, we miss everything!This is Ryan appreciating your patience with me for my absence is inexcusable!Love, live, and grow! Always!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8176065186245720577-8396279432923689346?l=nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/feeds/8396279432923689346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8176065186245720577&amp;postID=8396279432923689346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/8396279432923689346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/8396279432923689346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/2011/11/man-walks-on-my-personal-epiphany-of.html' title='Man Walks on...     My personal epiphany of &quot;180° South: Conquerers of the Useless&quot;'/><author><name>Nayr Nilbmah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042384604747546219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/R9nb3YCtrNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1cdku3YjRr0/S220/100_0908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-25omQWQVUTU/Tr4DH09VKoI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/vCvFMuoXQbw/s72-c/corcovado' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176065186245720577.post-2460992138057051097</id><published>2010-05-31T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T23:50:04.414-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bro code'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophy. Honor. Important'/><title type='text'>Mustakes I've mooved</title><content type='html'>One can argue that; as apposed to a picture being  worth "1000" words an argument can be worth "10000" words. &lt;br /&gt;•If somebody important is constantly arguing with you over a course of a significant amount time, is it of significant worth to pursue a continuous friendship with that individual??&lt;br /&gt;•Sought and persicuted over, so popularly, so eloquently, and being of that which holds certainly to be the correct decision, is the element of the "bro code".&lt;br /&gt;•Men are sanctified by their honor and in being so, have the sole purpose of persicuting the weak, and to obtain higher elevations of power.&lt;br /&gt;•Women love and live for mans "honor".&lt;br /&gt;•Why am I not doing this just for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8176065186245720577-2460992138057051097?l=nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/feeds/2460992138057051097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8176065186245720577&amp;postID=2460992138057051097' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/2460992138057051097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/2460992138057051097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/2010/05/mustakes-ive-mooved.html' title='Mustakes I&apos;ve mooved'/><author><name>Nayr Nilbmah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042384604747546219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/R9nb3YCtrNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1cdku3YjRr0/S220/100_0908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176065186245720577.post-4203206407302337487</id><published>2009-11-24T19:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T19:41:44.048-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Champions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/Swynb7ckl_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/4_eOWOjiXvM/s1600/logo-realSL%5B1%5D1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 196px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/Swynb7ckl_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/4_eOWOjiXvM/s200/logo-realSL%5B1%5D1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407881350820960242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8176065186245720577-4203206407302337487?l=nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/feeds/4203206407302337487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8176065186245720577&amp;postID=4203206407302337487' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/4203206407302337487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/4203206407302337487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/2009/11/champions.html' title='Champions'/><author><name>Nayr Nilbmah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042384604747546219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/R9nb3YCtrNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1cdku3YjRr0/S220/100_0908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/Swynb7ckl_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/4_eOWOjiXvM/s72-c/logo-realSL%5B1%5D1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176065186245720577.post-966777171764514866</id><published>2009-11-24T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T19:39:04.474-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Real Salt Lake</title><content type='html'>Real Salt Lake is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;number one in the nation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the cup won!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8176065186245720577-966777171764514866?l=nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/feeds/966777171764514866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8176065186245720577&amp;postID=966777171764514866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/966777171764514866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/966777171764514866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/2009/11/real-salt-lake.html' title='Real Salt Lake'/><author><name>Nayr Nilbmah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042384604747546219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/R9nb3YCtrNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1cdku3YjRr0/S220/100_0908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176065186245720577.post-41137867854932826</id><published>2009-10-16T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T08:42:24.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Milf and a Pea Coat, and You're Invited</title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days pass, some we remember but others we REALLY remember.  And yesterday fell itself into a beautiful little bundle of REALLY.  Events were, packaged, unique and dug themselves into a satisfying portion of my heart.  Upon arise, pancake breakfast was underway.  I saw Clint kill a bird with a pellet gun, and it was one of the cooler things ever.  I sassed Keve only after he sassed me.  I played Halo with Deven.  I went to J-Dawgs.  I went to Heber where Mearns crashed on a long board.  I went Tracting with Clint to promote our huge party.  Then I saw "Where the Wild Things Are".  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's perfectly safe to say it was my favorite day of the Fall so far.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8176065186245720577-41137867854932826?l=nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/feeds/41137867854932826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8176065186245720577&amp;postID=41137867854932826' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/41137867854932826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/41137867854932826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/2009/10/milf-and-pea-coat-and-youre-invited.html' title='The Milf and a Pea Coat, and You&apos;re Invited'/><author><name>Nayr Nilbmah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042384604747546219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/R9nb3YCtrNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1cdku3YjRr0/S220/100_0908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176065186245720577.post-7039653774994352130</id><published>2009-10-07T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T00:31:41.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Consideration</title><content type='html'>Finally I found somebody in my English class that writes, in the English language.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hip Hip HOOORAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing is this person is actually a girl, and she's kinda cute.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8176065186245720577-7039653774994352130?l=nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/feeds/7039653774994352130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8176065186245720577&amp;postID=7039653774994352130' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/7039653774994352130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/7039653774994352130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/2009/10/consideration.html' title='Consideration'/><author><name>Nayr Nilbmah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042384604747546219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/R9nb3YCtrNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1cdku3YjRr0/S220/100_0908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176065186245720577.post-8596935455664162753</id><published>2009-10-06T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T01:32:03.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Progressive Realization</title><content type='html'>In life, we progress, age, regress but don't get any younger.  This fact points out the interesting verdict that perpetually we are moving towards something.  I know what that something is, although I haven't always caught sight of it in my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people search their entire lives trying to find what their specific purpose is.  We are blinded naturally so we don't have exact answers as to what this purpose may be.  Alone, we will never find our purpose.  And if you're not progressing towards finding this purpose, you are alone.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been alone, many times in my life; I never wish it upon you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8176065186245720577-8596935455664162753?l=nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/feeds/8596935455664162753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8176065186245720577&amp;postID=8596935455664162753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/8596935455664162753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/8596935455664162753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/2009/10/progressive-realization.html' title='Progressive Realization'/><author><name>Nayr Nilbmah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042384604747546219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/R9nb3YCtrNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1cdku3YjRr0/S220/100_0908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176065186245720577.post-2652772672312262971</id><published>2009-10-05T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T18:01:18.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fling Sting</title><content type='html'>I'm back.  Home.  Ready for advancement towards real happiness!&lt;br /&gt;Ryan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8176065186245720577-2652772672312262971?l=nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/feeds/2652772672312262971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8176065186245720577&amp;postID=2652772672312262971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/2652772672312262971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/2652772672312262971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/2009/10/fling-sting.html' title='Fling Sting'/><author><name>Nayr Nilbmah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042384604747546219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/R9nb3YCtrNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1cdku3YjRr0/S220/100_0908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176065186245720577.post-1532142894208169613</id><published>2009-10-04T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T23:11:51.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poetry Slam Dunk</title><content type='html'>If you've never been to a poetry slam, (much like myself) you can find one near by each Sunday evening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I wore my Barcelona Jersey.  I wear it on days that I think will be good days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After seeing two movies in the theater today, I will consider today to be a good day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the team Barcelona but even more, I love what the jersey represents.  A true friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8176065186245720577-1532142894208169613?l=nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/feeds/1532142894208169613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8176065186245720577&amp;postID=1532142894208169613' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/1532142894208169613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/1532142894208169613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/2009/10/poetry-slam-dunk.html' title='Poetry Slam Dunk'/><author><name>Nayr Nilbmah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042384604747546219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/R9nb3YCtrNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1cdku3YjRr0/S220/100_0908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176065186245720577.post-9116555641200216589</id><published>2009-10-01T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T21:43:04.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Nerf Guns</title><content type='html'>"Sleepy Ridge Golf Course", they do big events.  "Magleby's Grill and Oyster Bar", they cater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work for "Magleby's", therefore I worked my shift tonight at the golf course club house.  It was fun, it's nice being away from the regular routine of serving tables.  But my feet hurt.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big show in a week from tomorrow, prepare your souls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chigga&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8176065186245720577-9116555641200216589?l=nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/feeds/9116555641200216589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8176065186245720577&amp;postID=9116555641200216589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/9116555641200216589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/9116555641200216589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-nerf-guns.html' title='New Nerf Guns'/><author><name>Nayr Nilbmah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042384604747546219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/R9nb3YCtrNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1cdku3YjRr0/S220/100_0908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176065186245720577.post-8654676783681793787</id><published>2009-10-01T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T09:43:41.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mind the Wind</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/SsTcDpJWFPI/AAAAAAAAAGg/HpXT0bKnVt4/s1600-h/Hello+Hellicopter+field.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/SsTcDpJWFPI/AAAAAAAAAGg/HpXT0bKnVt4/s200/Hello+Hellicopter+field.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387673009384723698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been able to write myself a spot into your hearts for a while.  Here I am.  Living in a little white house, with my green car, black sweater, plaid backpack and blue sky hangs overhead.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having fun with my band, and a select handful of roommates, plus the loaf of bread mother gave me.  I like my room, it's clean.  My band has a show a week from Tomorrow. I hope to see all you who love there!  I watched a movie called "Shrink". it was good&lt;br /&gt;Love, Ryan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8176065186245720577-8654676783681793787?l=nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/feeds/8654676783681793787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8176065186245720577&amp;postID=8654676783681793787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/8654676783681793787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/8654676783681793787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/2009/10/mind-wind.html' title='Mind the Wind'/><author><name>Nayr Nilbmah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042384604747546219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/R9nb3YCtrNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1cdku3YjRr0/S220/100_0908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/SsTcDpJWFPI/AAAAAAAAAGg/HpXT0bKnVt4/s72-c/Hello+Hellicopter+field.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176065186245720577.post-7998035830472983641</id><published>2009-01-16T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:19:43.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding Adventure Again</title><content type='html'>One might eagerly argue that finding adventure could be an easy thing to do.  One could tell you that adventure is not to be found in the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"Happy Valley".&lt;/span&gt;  One might also argue that life's captivating moments are&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; dusted &lt;/span&gt;everywhere on this valley's benches.  I say, there is adventure wherever you make it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take church for example:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/SXFnsUCi-kI/AAAAAAAAAE8/cKzM_mGcn34/s1600-h/011109_15591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/SXFnsUCi-kI/AAAAAAAAAE8/cKzM_mGcn34/s320/011109_15591.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292125048128338498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Jacob and I are subject to material that we don't find interesting, we find adventure staring into down into my camera phone.  Poised with such deep intention these two youngsters have found adventure even in the Lord's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;There exists in this world a sport known as &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/SXFojBv6c5I/AAAAAAAAAFE/ELDitNwW1aw/s1600-h/010509_11361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/SXFojBv6c5I/AAAAAAAAAFE/ELDitNwW1aw/s320/010509_11361.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292125988111152018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;skiing :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While all the kids our age are starting their new semesters at BYU, Cousin and I take the day to our advantage of free slopes and brand new snow at Sundance!  Believe me this little park found its adventure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Kevin did eat crap on this one folks.... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bre Sifuentes' home is jam packed with "sweet brohs" on Sunday nights:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/SXFp1Q1F5zI/AAAAAAAAAFM/TKr1YFa__mY/s1600-h/010509_00201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/SXFp1Q1F5zI/AAAAAAAAAFM/TKr1YFa__mY/s320/010509_00201.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292127400908678962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday night's can only be summed up at adventurous when you add in some sweet brohs, some cheezy carmely popcorn snacks, and board games.  Totally adventurous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see here in Provo, Utah we can find adventure!  It really lies around, but as we cannot see it sometimes, we must create it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Love Live!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8176065186245720577-7998035830472983641?l=nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/feeds/7998035830472983641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8176065186245720577&amp;postID=7998035830472983641' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/7998035830472983641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/7998035830472983641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/2009/01/finding-adventure-again.html' title='Finding Adventure Again'/><author><name>Nayr Nilbmah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042384604747546219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/R9nb3YCtrNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1cdku3YjRr0/S220/100_0908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/SXFnsUCi-kI/AAAAAAAAAE8/cKzM_mGcn34/s72-c/011109_15591.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176065186245720577.post-4750368609973394400</id><published>2009-01-08T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T21:50:35.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 'Porques' of MY life!</title><content type='html'>Well folks apologies multiple apologies shall I be making at this moment to the select few of y'all who are interested in what this certain 22-year-old might have to say.  I see it fitting to let you all know that contrary to popular opinion I am not passed onto another realm of post-mortal existence (well at least to my knowledge).  I'm still alive, and kicking and screaming to boot.  Life has been pretty nuts as of late folks.  Pretty Nuts indeed.  You see I've found a new habit, one that I find quite intriguing.  Every single night I lie down for bed, I turn on my Lap-top and watch TV-Series' of all different kinds.  One night I finished all of season 2 of Gossip Girl and went straight to work afterward.   Ha  I know disgusting, very disgusting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well in the last few months, I have (note; this list does not necessarily include everything) played, jammed, slammed, worked, cried, laughed, found love again, lost love again, slacked, joked, spoke foreign tongues, drawn, punched, finished 1st, chew chewed, kissed, cuddled, stunk, rocked, smiled, planned, opened, closed, been yelled at by Richard, sassed by Jon, loved by many, sassed by Doc, sassed by Coby, Joon, James, Jamie, and Nate, ate churrasco, ate a Monte Cristo, seen defeat, risen above, fallen flat, woken up at 530, danced till the new year came, landed a 180 and wrote about it all on Blogspot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now I might have to say that is a list of some exciting things that have happend to this soldier.  One thing you must know is that I love you all deeply.  Your support and love has always made me into the being I am today!  I make you all a promise (one I probably wont keep) to blog more with updates of fantastic fun filled adventures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8176065186245720577-4750368609973394400?l=nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/feeds/4750368609973394400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8176065186245720577&amp;postID=4750368609973394400' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/4750368609973394400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/4750368609973394400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/2009/01/porques-of-my-life.html' title='The &apos;Porques&apos; of MY life!'/><author><name>Nayr Nilbmah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042384604747546219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/R9nb3YCtrNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1cdku3YjRr0/S220/100_0908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176065186245720577.post-2669076416551713178</id><published>2008-11-06T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T11:04:46.837-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hallow's ween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ha ha halloween!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love this holiday cause it's an excuse for kids to actually &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;get and eat candy! At no cost!&lt;/span&gt; Also we get to think of the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;best childhood memories&lt;/span&gt; we have ever had like &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;'David Garrard dressed as a penguin, falling into a ditch on Canyon Road!' Or 'Luke Ashworth screaming his little 8th grade lungs out at the scary pumpkin up on Osmand Lane'&lt;/span&gt;. Whatever your story is, I KNOW you have at least one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also we get to dress up and pretend that we are something/someone else for 5-9 hrs of our lives! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But this halloween was different! I spent my time dressed up yes! I had plenty of free candy YES! I turned 22 YES! but the best part was, I got to do what I absolutely love on the day I love most! Play music! Our band &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/hellohelicoptermusic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/hellohelicoptermusic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;got to play at Magleby's Grill and Oyester Bar! The place of my employment! And we played with Neon Trees! It was fantastic! Here are some photos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/SRM_PiOfjXI/AAAAAAAAAD4/e3wgyZxK28U/s1600-h/beezus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265621925444423026" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/SRM_PiOfjXI/AAAAAAAAAD4/e3wgyZxK28U/s320/beezus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/SRM_PvdVykI/AAAAAAAAAEA/5nydkFlR4A8/s1600-h/scout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265621928996358722" style="WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/SRM_PvdVykI/AAAAAAAAAEA/5nydkFlR4A8/s320/scout.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a scout and we played our hearts out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8176065186245720577-2669076416551713178?l=nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/feeds/2669076416551713178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8176065186245720577&amp;postID=2669076416551713178' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/2669076416551713178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/2669076416551713178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/2008/11/hallows-ween.html' title='Hallow&apos;s ween!'/><author><name>Nayr Nilbmah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042384604747546219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/R9nb3YCtrNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1cdku3YjRr0/S220/100_0908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/SRM_PiOfjXI/AAAAAAAAAD4/e3wgyZxK28U/s72-c/beezus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176065186245720577.post-5444442826264289755</id><published>2008-10-17T01:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T01:47:36.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The "Porque's" of Life</title><content type='html'>Well folks I'm back from my leave of absence.  Where was I?  Not anywhere new I suppose, well physically I wasn't anywhere else at least.  These past few weeks have been really really tough on a guy like me.  But my moto in life is to just keep smiling?  I guess the next question is "Porque you haven't been blogging Mr. Ryan" and I say "Porque, I'm a lazy, busy son-of-a-gun."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque!?! we have things in our lives that stop us right in our tracks?  That hit us so hard we fumble near the goal line?  Porque we can just be left alone in our happy states of being, to fend with honor and dignity?  Well, as soon as we get on top (and I'm not joking it's THE very moment we are teetering on the tippy tippy top) we suffer a pivotal shift in our speed and hit the downward spiral! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we aren't the ones who get to answer our own "Porque's" we as beings usually have the priviledge of creating them.  Answers schmansers!  All we need to know is that there are few, at least a very few in our lives, who love us dearly!  Things happen the way they happen!  We just have to do as Mr. Ryan says and just keep on smiling!  That's Porque!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8176065186245720577-5444442826264289755?l=nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/feeds/5444442826264289755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8176065186245720577&amp;postID=5444442826264289755' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/5444442826264289755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/5444442826264289755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/2008/10/porques-of-life.html' title='The &quot;Porque&apos;s&quot; of Life'/><author><name>Nayr Nilbmah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042384604747546219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/R9nb3YCtrNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1cdku3YjRr0/S220/100_0908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176065186245720577.post-3362419242267733367</id><published>2008-09-24T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T10:19:07.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The "Porque's" of life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have turned over a new leaf in my blog writing days.  That  leaf has to do with the direction I'm taking this little corner where I'm allowed to post the events of my life.  Many people desire to stay caught up in eachother's lives.. wheather it be family, friends, colleagues.  My main purpose for blogging is so that others can see what type of antics my friends and I are up to!  I believe deep down that that is a legit reason to keep up post after post.  But just walking around campus today I had an Epiphany if you will.. it went somthing like this in my mind.. (know that I'll never be able to tap into my mind and put it onto a screen.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ryan's Mind......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wow!! That's a hot girl, she's rockin that cardigan better than anyone else out there!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*looking for new songs in ipod while giving a smile to the 'maroon caridgan rocker'.  Found 'Hey Mercedes' band that used to get me running happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wonder if I'll still like them!?!  Oh yeah this rocks..  I need to blog these things!  I'm gunna try and turn my blog in a new direction from now on and rememeber the best I can the awesome killer thoughts that come to my head while walking the campus here in Orem.  I know what I'll call it.. the Porque's of Life!... now that that's settled let's get to the Library to blog it all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8176065186245720577-3362419242267733367?l=nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/feeds/3362419242267733367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8176065186245720577&amp;postID=3362419242267733367' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/3362419242267733367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/3362419242267733367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/2008/09/porques-of-life.html' title='The &quot;Porque&apos;s&quot; of life!'/><author><name>Nayr Nilbmah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042384604747546219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/R9nb3YCtrNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1cdku3YjRr0/S220/100_0908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176065186245720577.post-4486579306379197016</id><published>2008-09-17T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T07:22:16.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Backyard BBQ brings forth stardom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;To start off this little blog post, while sitting here on the fifth floor of the newly developed library at UVU, I'd like to paint a scene indeed. Picture this, girl, brunette, mid-twenties, sitting behind my left shoulder, her Biology book open, sipping a (GET THIS) "Diet Red Bull" through a straw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just thought you might wanna know that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/SNER3rhKLQI/AAAAAAAAADg/GQ_SshJufd4/s1600-h/l_6b4f1310ca2bbb7dbc551d436b45233b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246994689135619330" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 354px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px" height="271" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/SNER3rhKLQI/AAAAAAAAADg/GQ_SshJufd4/s320/l_6b4f1310ca2bbb7dbc551d436b45233b.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well this weekend was as we'd say in Portuguese marcante! Absolutely fabulous are two words in the English dicionary that I'd use to pin point my feelings towards this past weekend's events. Friday night was our very first and (DEFINATLEY) not last show as a band. James Stewart, Coby Gerstner, Jamie Robison, Yours Truly and Bradley Clark make up as we are most recently called, Boo York. (name subject to change). Our dearest friend Whitney Olsen hosted a Backyard BBQ for her besties and invited us to be the nights entertainment. Lemme tell you we sold this place out! It was jammed with fans and listeners who brought an energy that could only lead one to stardom! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Band update, we are currently writing and trying to record our very own demo to get our local name out on the local scene. All you who frequent my blog we ask your input on 3 different names we're trying currently to agree on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Boo York&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello Helecopter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Task. For. You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for your help!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/SNERU6qyBKI/AAAAAAAAADY/LBAdKRUxLpQ/s1600-h/091308_11381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246994091907089570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="266" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/SNERU6qyBKI/AAAAAAAAADY/LBAdKRUxLpQ/s320/091308_11381.jpg" width="361" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Also, just to top things off the rocker, after Friday's fiasco, Saturday brought forth an AMAZING college football game between the BYU Cougars and the UCLA Bruins. You better believe I was there in my All-Sports seats with my palls cheering our former classmates on! Congrats Cougars and may you be swiftly guided towards another "Happy Valley" victorious season!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For now I say tchau!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ryan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8176065186245720577-4486579306379197016?l=nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/feeds/4486579306379197016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8176065186245720577&amp;postID=4486579306379197016' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/4486579306379197016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/4486579306379197016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/2008/09/backyard-bbq-brings-forth-stardom.html' title='Backyard BBQ brings forth stardom!'/><author><name>Nayr Nilbmah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042384604747546219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/R9nb3YCtrNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1cdku3YjRr0/S220/100_0908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/SNER3rhKLQI/AAAAAAAAADg/GQ_SshJufd4/s72-c/l_6b4f1310ca2bbb7dbc551d436b45233b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176065186245720577.post-2945789922080327511</id><published>2008-09-02T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T10:41:42.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marching the good march..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/SL16zFTHaUI/AAAAAAAAADQ/x9ajSmGAFmA/s1600-h/101_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/SL16zFTHaUI/AAAAAAAAADQ/x9ajSmGAFmA/s320/101_0004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241480559343397186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle Elise Hamblin; girl with ambition, dedicated to all aspects of life, beautiful, full of life and energy and brilliant will soon become Michelle Elise Cannon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes minha gente my little baby sister is engaged!  And boy are the Hamblin's excited!  Especially Bob!  For he is gaining another son (which will now upset the balance of males in the family) and loosing a penny or two!  Michelle has always been a hot item here in Happy Valley and has, over the past few years, grown into a woman.  I'm so proud of her as her older brother and best friend!  We are all excited to add Brady into our lives!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck you two and Congratulations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;Ryan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8176065186245720577-2945789922080327511?l=nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/feeds/2945789922080327511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8176065186245720577&amp;postID=2945789922080327511' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/2945789922080327511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/2945789922080327511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/2008/09/marching-good-march.html' title='Marching the good march..'/><author><name>Nayr Nilbmah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042384604747546219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/R9nb3YCtrNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1cdku3YjRr0/S220/100_0908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/SL16zFTHaUI/AAAAAAAAADQ/x9ajSmGAFmA/s72-c/101_0004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176065186245720577.post-8228518964898592658</id><published>2008-09-02T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T10:17:34.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Magleby's Grill and Oyester Bar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/SL10l_73JZI/AAAAAAAAADI/SsBXVHpK_XU/s1600-h/Magleby%27s.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/SL10l_73JZI/AAAAAAAAADI/SsBXVHpK_XU/s320/Magleby%27s.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241473737495618962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You folks are all staring at the Blogspot of the newest member of the Magleyb's team!  Yep that is correct i landed a job at 'the grill down the street on the corner'.  I'm thrilled, and upon being interviewed they slapped me with stack of papers which at first caused a bit of excitement.  As of yesterday that excitement has subtlety turned into anxiety!  Yesterday I took a stab at what is named the "Server Test".  It was HARD!  I thought that I'd see a test like this on a final or a mid-term.  Well I blanked and shortly after had a sit down with "Keri-Pie" where she stressed the importance of the exam and sent me off to study for one more day.  In t minus 1 hour and 50 min i'll be taking one more stab at this test!  And the result is either job or no job.  Pray for me soldiers.. pray hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ru fu dogg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8176065186245720577-8228518964898592658?l=nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/feeds/8228518964898592658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8176065186245720577&amp;postID=8228518964898592658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/8228518964898592658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/8228518964898592658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/2008/09/maglebys-grill-and-oyester-bar.html' title='Magleby&apos;s Grill and Oyester Bar'/><author><name>Nayr Nilbmah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042384604747546219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/R9nb3YCtrNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1cdku3YjRr0/S220/100_0908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/SL10l_73JZI/AAAAAAAAADI/SsBXVHpK_XU/s72-c/Magleby%27s.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176065186245720577.post-7931656234796381398</id><published>2008-08-29T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T17:01:14.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Battling the bitter bite!</title><content type='html'>We're back into August.. the one month that EVERYone my age has a hard time loving.  Why?  School...dreaded, long, challenging school!  But there is an upside.. UvU has brought me some excitement so far after 1 week of attending!  I'll tell ya why!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. All my classes are with my best companion and friend Justin William Durrant (Sandy, UT).&lt;br /&gt;2. I have a Yoga class with Vince, James, and Joonku!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/SLiNXAU027I/AAAAAAAAADA/9GyJIYr9VSU/s1600-h/082908_17501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/SLiNXAU027I/AAAAAAAAADA/9GyJIYr9VSU/s320/082908_17501.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240093592809429938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I love Institute and am needing some more guidance in my life.&lt;br /&gt;4. A hot girl in English class got my number on Wed. and she wasn't not cute.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well despite all the negativities that have followed me into school, these are the reasons why I like it.  So it's not all that bad, no matter what anyone else may say.  And when it's all over and I have a career and family to worry about, I'm 100% positive I will look back and wonder why I EVER thought this was hard.  Family and friends.. ya'll stay classy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me with Seany Boy's Laptop studying hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Funny story.. we're in English 1010 and having a great time, when the teacher asks us to get 3 different phone numbers of those in our class.  She asked two specific rows to stand up and switch places.  Well I was minding my business when I noticed a really really pretty girl stands up, having nothing to do with the specific sections, and walks across the room to park in the vacant seat next to me.  Next thing you know I hear a "Hi, I'm Aubrey, it's Ryan right?"  the reply, "yeah, how's it going" "good" she responded, "well my number is ###"  Me, "that's 801 right?" her"no, it's ###, I'm from California" me, "oh, so it's 801 right?" her, "no it's ###" me, "oh, cool what's the rest"?  she then proceeds to telling me the rest and we're off to stardom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks girl for making me feel like 1,000,000 dollars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I got a Job at Magleby's!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8176065186245720577-7931656234796381398?l=nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/feeds/7931656234796381398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8176065186245720577&amp;postID=7931656234796381398' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/7931656234796381398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/7931656234796381398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/2008/08/battling-bitter-bite.html' title='Battling the bitter bite!'/><author><name>Nayr Nilbmah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042384604747546219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/R9nb3YCtrNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1cdku3YjRr0/S220/100_0908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/SLiNXAU027I/AAAAAAAAADA/9GyJIYr9VSU/s72-c/082908_17501.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176065186245720577.post-5959678260387532940</id><published>2008-08-19T00:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T01:01:21.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Give the tiger his babies bottle...</title><content type='html'>I'm sad that you folks have all been getting on my back about posting the "Salsa on Ryan Video" from the beach house.. well here you go.. just to keep my readers entertained..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/R9nb3YCtrNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1cdku3YjRr0/S220/100_0908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176065186245720577.post-4997789197972904256</id><published>2008-08-19T00:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T00:43:56.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fourth and Final..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/SKp5kNmoohI/AAAAAAAAAC4/K76NRllZcgs/s1600-h/100_4996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236131179805581842" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/SKp5kNmoohI/AAAAAAAAAC4/K76NRllZcgs/s320/100_4996.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;School&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;School&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;School&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been known my whole life as an easy &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;going, goofy guy&lt;/span&gt;. Maybe i've become an icon to some, a sad influence to others, but I know that as far as I'm concerened the future is bright. I've learned that no matter what we see in the distance, on the horizon, or what we can't even see at all can be really terrifying. That's why at this &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;very moment.. I've nervous as to see what the outcome&lt;/span&gt; of my new schedule will be as I will be attending &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Utah Valley University&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I know it's no big deal, but now is the time to start taking education seriously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Folks &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I've had the best summer of my life&lt;/span&gt;. Nothing could ever compare to the times I've shared with not only my friends but my AMAZING family as well. The &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Summer of Sunset Hunters&lt;/span&gt; has honestly become the &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;"Catcher of my Rye".&lt;/span&gt; Working full time, and playing full time it's just going to be a tough thing for me to calm down and focus on what's ahead. Wish me luck! Love ya all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wryian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8176065186245720577-4997789197972904256?l=nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/feeds/4997789197972904256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8176065186245720577&amp;postID=4997789197972904256' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/4997789197972904256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/4997789197972904256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/2008/08/fourth-and-final.html' title='Fourth and Final..'/><author><name>Nayr Nilbmah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042384604747546219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/R9nb3YCtrNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1cdku3YjRr0/S220/100_0908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/SKp5kNmoohI/AAAAAAAAAC4/K76NRllZcgs/s72-c/100_4996.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176065186245720577.post-919919697017857087</id><published>2008-07-27T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T18:38:26.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beeeeeeech HOWS two thawsand and aaaate!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;These have been days never to be forgotten! The "Oxnard Party Beach House" was absolutely insane in the year 2008! The Hamblin family was joined by some expected and well flavored guests such as.. James Adam Robison and Brady "Middle Name Witheld" Cannon! We had some heartaches... some great waves.... many meaty hearty meals followed by the desserts of a life time, while these two new commers have recently found their ways into the Hamblin's hearts. Inn 'N Out 3 times, Wood Ranch BBQ., Chipotle, El Pollo Loco, Heidi's amazing shredded chicken tacos, and Uncle Bill's incredible BBQ Tri-Tip steaks were just part of the vacation's menu! Not to mention all of Mel and Bill's Cherry Diet Cokes! It was incredible to see the 'bonding' that took place this year with many long stroles along the shores of Ventura County, a few gut wrenching games of Balderdash only sending our thoughts to the one living truth that our family is the greatest!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2740c2d99c49f826" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=41406790779111a3&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/feeds/919919697017857087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8176065186245720577&amp;postID=919919697017857087' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/919919697017857087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/919919697017857087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/2008/07/beeeeeeech-hows-two-thawsand-and-aaaate.html' title='Beeeeeeech HOWS two thawsand and aaaate!'/><author><name>Nayr Nilbmah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042384604747546219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/R9nb3YCtrNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1cdku3YjRr0/S220/100_0908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176065186245720577.post-4667419831598932179</id><published>2008-06-04T19:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T19:51:53.725-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sassin'/><title type='text'>My fairwheather fans</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I love you all&lt;/span&gt;.. who support me kindly enough to be actually reading this blog.  I love you all sincerely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well life for me has been fantissssssssssimo lately.. Last week me and a bunch of buddies took the liberty of enthusing our ear-drums at a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;"Death Cab for Cutie - Tegan and Sarah" &lt;/span&gt;concert.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/SEdRb1kXpzI/AAAAAAAAACA/g1nXvJlaj6g/s1600-h/100_4880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/SEdRb1kXpzI/AAAAAAAAACA/g1nXvJlaj6g/s320/100_4880.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208221032755210034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Hunger struck and torn for options (and, might I add, being all the way up in Lehi) "Chadder's" the "Inn-N-Out" rip off was discovered unopened.  So settling into our "Taco Bell" experience we all felt great and ready to head the night off with happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend came with a great bang as all of our friends gathered for some soccer and fire.  The soccer was great but the fire I didn't attend do to some other great times with my pal Christi.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;  Yes I had a date on Friday night and I did ask her out over Txt Message!&lt;/span&gt; I feel very big about that so sass off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I also shaved this weekend&lt;/span&gt; making me very sad, but filling me with joy all the same for I recieved a few great compliments from the lady folk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/SEdSt1kXp2I/AAAAAAAAACY/GnokeSFOGQs/s1600-h/ber.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/SEdSt1kXp2I/AAAAAAAAACY/GnokeSFOGQs/s320/ber.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208222441504483170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But I believe that the most important part of the last 168 hrs of my fun filled life is the great times I've spent on my online gaming experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found some struggles in hiding what I have been doing for the past month or so, so I have just realized.. 'why hide my passions'.  Does it really matter what people think? I don't believe it matters unless those people are girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother doesn't want me playing WoW but I know that deep down she thinks 'Hey, it IS just a game'.  After having those thoughts a better more interesting one even enters her mind. '&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wow, my son got this new gun, I bet he is absolutely pwning in PvP and in instances right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  And you know what mother.. I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/SEdTzFkXp3I/AAAAAAAAACg/24ZaylSHKSI/s1600-h/booom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/SEdTzFkXp3I/AAAAAAAAACg/24ZaylSHKSI/s320/booom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208223631210424178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to all you "Fair-weather" I solute your worries and courage for standing up to me! I love you all very much! And am looking forward to spending some quality time with you and my new "Boomstick" Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan Lee Hamblin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8176065186245720577-4667419831598932179?l=nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/feeds/4667419831598932179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8176065186245720577&amp;postID=4667419831598932179' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/4667419831598932179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/4667419831598932179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-fairwheather-fans.html' title='My fairwheather fans'/><author><name>Nayr Nilbmah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042384604747546219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/R9nb3YCtrNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1cdku3YjRr0/S220/100_0908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/SEdRb1kXpzI/AAAAAAAAACA/g1nXvJlaj6g/s72-c/100_4880.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176065186245720577.post-1567529294868553308</id><published>2008-04-28T15:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T16:07:28.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm on FIRE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/SBZXRoanKhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/yJUgugaoq4Y/s1600-h/ry+ry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/SBZXRoanKhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/yJUgugaoq4Y/s320/ry+ry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194435180636875282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You know those days when everything seems to get in your way?  well.... today seems to be&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;one of those days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) On my way to work&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; (in the Jeep I am about to purchase)&lt;/span&gt; I ran a red light and got a ticket!  That didn't get me down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) On my 13th lawn of the day &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;(while letting some Abra Moore slide smoothly down my ear canals)&lt;/span&gt; a lady comes out to tell me what I horrible job I'm doing. I just let it slide of as smooth as those "Abra Lyrics'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;On finding out that no Key is necessary in starting the Jeep, Reed from work tends to make some snide jealous sounding comments about the Jeep.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I stay happy... now its onto adventure with some soccer and sassing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;p.s. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;n'&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Mustache&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;real!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/SBZXFIanKgI/AAAAAAAAABw/QSdk_jncIDE/s1600-h/joon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 201px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/SBZXFIanKgI/AAAAAAAAABw/QSdk_jncIDE/s320/joon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194434965888510466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8176065186245720577-1567529294868553308?l=nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/feeds/1567529294868553308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8176065186245720577&amp;postID=1567529294868553308' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/1567529294868553308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/1567529294868553308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-on-fire.html' title='I&apos;m on FIRE!!!'/><author><name>Nayr Nilbmah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042384604747546219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/R9nb3YCtrNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1cdku3YjRr0/S220/100_0908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/SBZXRoanKhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/yJUgugaoq4Y/s72-c/ry+ry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176065186245720577.post-4860915145092734198</id><published>2008-04-12T11:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T18:43:08.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why one blogs</title><content type='html'>I blog they way I do so I can have a justification of not keeping a journal.. very interesting indeed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8176065186245720577-4860915145092734198?l=nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/feeds/4860915145092734198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8176065186245720577&amp;postID=4860915145092734198' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/4860915145092734198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/4860915145092734198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/2008/04/why-one-blogs.html' title='Why one blogs'/><author><name>Nayr Nilbmah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042384604747546219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/R9nb3YCtrNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1cdku3YjRr0/S220/100_0908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176065186245720577.post-4963909025258685149</id><published>2008-04-08T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T22:02:29.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bash times bring forth bad breath and broken bones!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/R_xN2Ia-rfI/AAAAAAAAABo/K42lFZLPnFQ/s1600-h/032808_11341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/R_xN2Ia-rfI/AAAAAAAAABo/K42lFZLPnFQ/s320/032808_11341.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187106463192886770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:15am Arise&lt;br /&gt;7:00am Clock in at Stewarts Pest Control and Lawn Service&lt;br /&gt;7:52am Arive at first job, in Alpine, seeing the 3inches of snow on the grass and almost weaping&lt;br /&gt;8:03am Phone call from JD getting new jobs in "Eagle Mountain"&lt;br /&gt;11:34am Phone call from Coby as I start my lunch brake (excitment starts here)&lt;br /&gt;11:39am Realize that I have already eaten my ENTIRE lunch and settle in for a nappy (Excitment escapes me)&lt;br /&gt;5:15pm Arive at home to eat some fiddles (Steak Tacos made by Jane, excitement returns)&lt;br /&gt;6:55pm Soccer game (excitement dies out seeing Juan escorted from Timpanogas Indoor Facility in Lindon)&lt;br /&gt;9:15pm Softball game (much to my amusment a win was pulled out) ...ps... I batted 500&lt;br /&gt;10:58pm Blog it all on Blogspot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some details were definately left out but on the hole.. a good long day that brings me back to my mission tims!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8176065186245720577-4963909025258685149?l=nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/feeds/4963909025258685149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8176065186245720577&amp;postID=4963909025258685149' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/4963909025258685149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/4963909025258685149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/2008/04/bash-times-bring-forth-bad-breath-and.html' title='Bash times bring forth bad breath and broken bones!'/><author><name>Nayr Nilbmah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042384604747546219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/R9nb3YCtrNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1cdku3YjRr0/S220/100_0908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/R_xN2Ia-rfI/AAAAAAAAABo/K42lFZLPnFQ/s72-c/032808_11341.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176065186245720577.post-6248314840407971943</id><published>2008-04-06T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T15:35:39.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smashin Weekends start with a bam...</title><content type='html'>and thats where we are left! A great weekend gone by, ready for us to start a NEW week! Friday was great with an eventful party at my friend David Lewis' house.. I was very good to see David, and others as well as get our eyes opened to some classic good ol' fashioned fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday came with some great Conference, soccer/softball in between and then afterwards a trip to downtown Provo for some sassy, sweaty and salty dance moves! It was hoppin' and we hope to see some great weekends in the near future. (I speak we as in the buds and I). 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Thanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8176065186245720577-1258597996144369814?l=nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/feeds/1258597996144369814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8176065186245720577&amp;postID=1258597996144369814' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/1258597996144369814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/1258597996144369814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/2008/04/go-go-go.html' title='GO GO GO'/><author><name>Nayr Nilbmah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042384604747546219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/R9nb3YCtrNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1cdku3YjRr0/S220/100_0908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176065186245720577.post-9209258582225073659</id><published>2008-04-03T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T22:03:52.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel guided...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/R_W2soa-reI/AAAAAAAAABg/MRptcrIkw8E/s1600-h/116_4679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/R_W2soa-reI/AAAAAAAAABg/MRptcrIkw8E/s320/116_4679.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185251423868071394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many of you viewers know I am a recently returned missionary who labored in Pernambuco Brazil for the last 2years! It was fantastic... I just wanted let you all know that it was, and remains to be the ONLY and single most greatest accomplishment of my existence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been in a slump lately trying to figure out life again (as things are a little backwards). And on Sunday I had the best back-to-back lessons in church about specific topics that were guided directly to me! Then just the other day, I listened to General Conference on my Ipod while at work. And the talks were just for me! Now I'm happy again. Don't ever want this Blog to become a serious place, but today has been a GREAT day in the life of Ry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8176065186245720577-9209258582225073659?l=nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/feeds/9209258582225073659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8176065186245720577&amp;postID=9209258582225073659' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/9209258582225073659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/9209258582225073659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-feel-guided.html' title='I feel guided...'/><author><name>Nayr Nilbmah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042384604747546219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/R9nb3YCtrNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1cdku3YjRr0/S220/100_0908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/R_W2soa-reI/AAAAAAAAABg/MRptcrIkw8E/s72-c/116_4679.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176065186245720577.post-2284274197921530701</id><published>2008-03-21T20:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T20:55:19.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sprayin away</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Entertain me... something that comes easy to many people and products I find these days. Its not that I am stupid or mentally handicapped or just plain retarded, I just feel that it is really easy for me to be entertained by simple things. But lately I have found (due to Coby and Jamie) a new form of entertainment! Podcasts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This American Life has made me a new person! Im proud of who I've become and who I will continue to become as I listen to these Podcasts! I love them and there is nothing in this world to do to stop that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;Ryan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8176065186245720577-2284274197921530701?l=nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/feeds/2284274197921530701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8176065186245720577&amp;postID=2284274197921530701' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/2284274197921530701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/2284274197921530701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/2008/03/sprayin-away.html' title='Sprayin away'/><author><name>Nayr Nilbmah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042384604747546219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/R9nb3YCtrNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1cdku3YjRr0/S220/100_0908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176065186245720577.post-1311597849651488606</id><published>2008-03-19T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T17:06:47.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad day going to better getting to BEST</title><content type='html'>Well yesterday was just a great day... but it didn't start out that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got to work.. expecting to have an easy day.. (I work at "Stewart's Lawn Care" as a certified 'Pesticide Applicator') I had a few big jobs up in the Alpine-Highland area, boy was I wrong.  I got done perfectly with my first lawn and headed over with ease to my second.  I spoke with the home owner and I was, what seemed to be, on my way. When I pulled the trigger on my fertilizing gun... nothing.  A few drops drizzled out and I remember thinking at the time that I could've used the bathroom faster than what my pressure on my truck was giving me. What was I to do???!?!?! I was basically stranded for about an hour until my man Reed showed up with Mike to fix the problem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well about 15 jobs in I got a surprise visit from my Manager of Technicians' Jason, who had a spanking new truck with him... long story short I was finishing my day in style!  YEAH YEAH... but in that truck I could tell that someone had been FARTING all day long!    That was one SMELLY truck.. but I didn't care.. my day had gotten just a little bit better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work I got my brothers scooter and played some soccer with Coby and Jamie seeing Jamie's new outstanding cleats he had recently purchased for our new soccer team that will start tomorrow. (That boy will be playing in style if you know what I mean). And while this was all happening I received a TXT message from Lauren Francis wanting me to confirm our date for the evening. With a sly reply I got her address and a few hours later I had picked her up and we were on our way to Guru's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nate played an amazing set as my Veggie Burrito slowly made its way down my bowls and I am pleased to say that Lauren and I had an excellent time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was my day... not action packed at all but many of you were wondering so there you have it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8176065186245720577-1311597849651488606?l=nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/feeds/1311597849651488606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8176065186245720577&amp;postID=1311597849651488606' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/1311597849651488606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/1311597849651488606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/2008/03/bad-day-going-to-better-getting-to-best.html' title='Bad day going to better getting to BEST'/><author><name>Nayr Nilbmah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042384604747546219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/R9nb3YCtrNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1cdku3YjRr0/S220/100_0908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176065186245720577.post-1560937011159216975</id><published>2008-03-13T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T18:51:50.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joon Ku</title><content type='html'>At this current moment in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;TIME  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I am wearing a shirt with Joon Ku's upper torso on it.  The shirt is white, and placed in the middle is John Karl Sorenson wearing a shirt with a man that says "MetroSexual" on it.  Strategically put on both of the characters  are a pair of  Pilots  sun glasses! Now you know my descriptions, my positions and intuitions.  Please.. please... please....!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8176065186245720577-1560937011159216975?l=nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/feeds/1560937011159216975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8176065186245720577&amp;postID=1560937011159216975' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/1560937011159216975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8176065186245720577/posts/default/1560937011159216975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayrnilbmah.blogspot.com/2008/03/joon-ku.html' title='Joon Ku'/><author><name>Nayr Nilbmah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042384604747546219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_x-4bMGHyolQ/R9nb3YCtrNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1cdku3YjRr0/S220/100_0908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
