<?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-2763175586164423061</id><updated>2012-01-26T18:27:57.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rispity Raspity Wisps</title><subtitle type='html'>film, music, comedy, spirituality and what not:)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Seth B. Hall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04629042312558980673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763175586164423061.post-1564202400753333163</id><published>2007-11-12T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T09:27:32.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus Is Just Alright With Me</title><content type='html'>I have been thinking and praying about this for a while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a follower of Christ, I should feel completely satisfied and completely whole in my day to day life.  The life and gospel of Jesus Christ is enough to provide all of the life and satisfaction that I need.  For the most part I feel complete through Christ.  My  intimate relationship with Him has changed my life for the better and continues to shape my heart into the way God originally intended it to be.  But as a human of the flesh and of this world, I battle with feelings of emptiness and discontent.  As a broken and sinful man , I long for and often choose things to satisfy me other than Jesus and the satisfaction that he brings.  When I long for worldly things, I am basically saying that Christ is not sufficient and I need something else.  Jesus died and paid for my sin, so I wouldn't have to, he lived a perfect life and called me to something bigger than myself, what more do I need?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a constant prayer for me that I would trust in God's will and plan, that I would trust where He has me and that He is maturing me into a man of contentment.  That I will fill any emptiness in my life with the life giving spirit and words of Jesus.  That He will forgive me when, as a broken man, I choose myself over Him and fill my emptiness with sinful things that ultimately bring death.  I pray that I can continue to serve, labor and love for His kingdom and strive to know Him more day to day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through prayer and study, I have learned that it is essential for my health to believe and know that Jesus is just alright with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763175586164423061-1564202400753333163?l=rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/feeds/1564202400753333163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763175586164423061&amp;postID=1564202400753333163' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/1564202400753333163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/1564202400753333163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/2007/11/jesus-is-just-alright-with-me.html' title='Jesus Is Just Alright With Me'/><author><name>Seth B. Hall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04629042312558980673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763175586164423061.post-89424492969176866</id><published>2007-10-25T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T07:09:08.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Superdrag Lives!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBe3PadAl_g/RyCjdILrQQI/AAAAAAAAAlU/34388hJaUQ0/s1600-h/IMG_1531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBe3PadAl_g/RyCjdILrQQI/AAAAAAAAAlU/34388hJaUQ0/s320/IMG_1531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Douglas Porter and I went to see Superdrag in Knoxville, TN this past weekend.  They are one of our favorite bands and we have seen them at least 10-15 times over the past 10 years.  When the original members got back together for a 10 show tour, we thought, "Well, one more time can't hurt us".  So off we went to their hometown.  The road trip was one to remember with great food, great music, even better conversation &amp;amp; laughter and the changing of the leaves in the NC &amp;amp; TN mountains. oh, and the show was PURE ROCK!!!.  It was nice to cruise the open road with an old friend in his silver VW beetle, which by the way was the most comfortable car I have ever ridden in.  It is a true blessing from God that in this ever changing world in which we live and after these last 10 years, true friendship still remains.  For that I am truely thankful.  So, until next time Dee, until next time.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBe3PadAl_g/RyCjfYLrQRI/AAAAAAAAAlc/-dlgvPAvW2Y/s1600-h/IMG_1524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBe3PadAl_g/RyCjfYLrQRI/AAAAAAAAAlc/-dlgvPAvW2Y/s320/IMG_1524.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBe3PadAl_g/RyCjgILrQSI/AAAAAAAAAlk/5gtoDGrQEro/s1600-h/IMG_1527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBe3PadAl_g/RyCjgILrQSI/AAAAAAAAAlk/5gtoDGrQEro/s320/IMG_1527.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBe3PadAl_g/RyCjhILrQTI/AAAAAAAAAls/C1gxNsf5tDc/s1600-h/IMG_1522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBe3PadAl_g/RyCjhILrQTI/AAAAAAAAAls/C1gxNsf5tDc/s320/IMG_1522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763175586164423061-89424492969176866?l=rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/feeds/89424492969176866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763175586164423061&amp;postID=89424492969176866' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/89424492969176866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/89424492969176866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/2007/10/superdrag-lives.html' title='Superdrag Lives!!'/><author><name>Seth B. Hall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04629042312558980673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBe3PadAl_g/RyCjdILrQQI/AAAAAAAAAlU/34388hJaUQ0/s72-c/IMG_1531.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763175586164423061.post-260843678052738166</id><published>2007-10-25T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T06:49:07.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Round Two:Chi-town Streets</title><content type='html'>Second round of pics from my trip to Chicago.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBe3PadAl_g/RyCezoLrQMI/AAAAAAAAAk0/H5-ALcjYylI/s1600-h/IMG_1424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBe3PadAl_g/RyCezoLrQMI/AAAAAAAAAk0/H5-ALcjYylI/s320/IMG_1424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBe3PadAl_g/RyCez4LrQNI/AAAAAAAAAk8/bCgaS10teBU/s1600-h/IMG_1411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBe3PadAl_g/RyCez4LrQNI/AAAAAAAAAk8/bCgaS10teBU/s320/IMG_1411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBe3PadAl_g/RyCe0YLrQOI/AAAAAAAAAlE/rNdhZn9VMu8/s1600-h/IMG_1378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBe3PadAl_g/RyCe0YLrQOI/AAAAAAAAAlE/rNdhZn9VMu8/s320/IMG_1378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBe3PadAl_g/RyCe0oLrQPI/AAAAAAAAAlM/QqrUy3urIjg/s1600-h/IMG_1351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBe3PadAl_g/RyCe0oLrQPI/AAAAAAAAAlM/QqrUy3urIjg/s320/IMG_1351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:RIGHT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763175586164423061-260843678052738166?l=rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/feeds/260843678052738166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763175586164423061&amp;postID=260843678052738166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/260843678052738166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/260843678052738166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/2007/10/round-twochi-town-streets.html' title='Round Two:Chi-town Streets'/><author><name>Seth B. Hall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04629042312558980673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBe3PadAl_g/RyCezoLrQMI/AAAAAAAAAk0/H5-ALcjYylI/s72-c/IMG_1424.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763175586164423061.post-7408190638546761405</id><published>2007-10-16T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T06:24:49.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Round One:Astronaut vs. Lumberjack</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBe3PadAl_g/RxS7m6xGkgI/AAAAAAAAAc8/pn9UBhhytfA/s320/IMG_1346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;First round of pics from my trip to Chicago.  I went to see my buddy Henry, aka Astronaut.  Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBe3PadAl_g/RxS7naxGkhI/AAAAAAAAAdE/Ms4hVAusC24/s1600-h/IMG_1366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBe3PadAl_g/RxS7naxGkhI/AAAAAAAAAdE/Ms4hVAusC24/s320/IMG_1366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBe3PadAl_g/RxS7n6xGkiI/AAAAAAAAAdM/WtH7BzZ2dqE/s1600-h/IMG_1382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBe3PadAl_g/RxS7n6xGkiI/AAAAAAAAAdM/WtH7BzZ2dqE/s320/IMG_1382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBe3PadAl_g/RxS7oKxGkjI/AAAAAAAAAdU/-E4JyIMaJrs/s1600-h/IMG_1383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBe3PadAl_g/RxS7oKxGkjI/AAAAAAAAAdU/-E4JyIMaJrs/s320/IMG_1383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763175586164423061-7408190638546761405?l=rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/feeds/7408190638546761405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763175586164423061&amp;postID=7408190638546761405' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/7408190638546761405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/7408190638546761405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/2007/10/round-oneastronaut-vs-lumberjack.html' title='Round One:Astronaut vs. Lumberjack'/><author><name>Seth B. Hall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04629042312558980673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBe3PadAl_g/RxS7m6xGkgI/AAAAAAAAAc8/pn9UBhhytfA/s72-c/IMG_1346.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763175586164423061.post-3800895656584363181</id><published>2007-09-21T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T12:28:19.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Official Beast is Slain!!!!</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    As you may have noticed, it's been a long time since my last blog entry.  Why so long?, you may ask.  Well, I have spent the last two plus months wearing my freelance video editor hat while working on a massive DVD series on electrical safety.  It was about 25 to 30 hours of power lines and grounded this or that and hard hat signs and rules 350 2A1b&amp;amp;c through footnote 9 etc...  That being said, this project was officially a BEAST!!!  A gargantuan sloth like creature with the body of a beast like creature and the head of a sloth like creature with a beast head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great job and a true blessing.  I learned a lot about computers and video editing and I am grateful to God for providing for my needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of today, I am done, so here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much to talk about, I don't even know where to start, so I won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going on a much needed vacation to the beach with my family and then to Chicago to see an old friend.  He is actually younger than me, it's just that I have known him for a while.  When I get back, my brain will be willing and able to download it's thoughts to this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763175586164423061-3800895656584363181?l=rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/feeds/3800895656584363181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763175586164423061&amp;postID=3800895656584363181' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/3800895656584363181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/3800895656584363181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/2007/09/official-beast-is-slain.html' title='The Official Beast is Slain!!!!'/><author><name>Seth B. Hall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04629042312558980673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763175586164423061.post-3497932218912126561</id><published>2007-08-07T06:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T01:19:33.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seth &amp; Graham made a commercial, yaaayy!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Graham Bennett&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seth Hall&lt;/span&gt; wrote, produced, directed and edited a submission into the &lt;a href="http://www.topthistv.com/"&gt;Heinz 57 Ketchup Top This TV Challenge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.i40films.com/"&gt;Kris Hixson at I-40 Films&lt;/a&gt; (Director of Photography)&lt;br /&gt;Kalib Smith (Greaser)&lt;br /&gt;Martha Metzler (Fry Girl)&lt;br /&gt;Sam Metzler (Boom Operator)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please visit the Heinz site above to vote!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for watching!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.topthistv.com/"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rS61EaW04SU"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rS61EaW04SU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763175586164423061-3497932218912126561?l=rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/feeds/3497932218912126561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763175586164423061&amp;postID=3497932218912126561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/3497932218912126561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/3497932218912126561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title='Seth &amp; Graham made a commercial, yaaayy!!!'/><author><name>Seth B. Hall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04629042312558980673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763175586164423061.post-7554573124007510148</id><published>2007-07-25T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T05:27:45.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oswald</title><content type='html'>Oswald Chambers continues to lay down the word of God for us to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rbc.org/utmost/index.php"&gt;http://www.rbc.org/utmost/index.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763175586164423061-7554573124007510148?l=rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/feeds/7554573124007510148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763175586164423061&amp;postID=7554573124007510148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/7554573124007510148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/7554573124007510148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/2007/07/oswald.html' title='Oswald'/><author><name>Seth B. Hall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04629042312558980673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763175586164423061.post-1619253203488968820</id><published>2007-07-24T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T04:51:08.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last 5 Movies :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Once_%28film%29"&gt;Once&lt;/a&gt; - 2007 - directed by John Carney - A folk musical set in Dublin.  Good acting and even better songs.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 out of 5 stars&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hot_Fuzz"&gt;Hot Fuzz&lt;/a&gt; - 2007 - directed by Edgar Wright - Amazing comedy by British team Simon Pegg, Edgar Wright and Nick Frost ("&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shaun_of_the_Dead"&gt;Shawn of the Dead&lt;/a&gt;").   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10 out of 5 stars&lt;/span&gt;.  Even better than "Shawn", if that is even possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Am%C3%A9lie"&gt;Amelie&lt;/a&gt; - 2001 - directed by Jean-Pierre Jeunet - This movie is cool, witty, sweet, inspiring and just plain necessary.  You won't be let down, unless you are a &lt;a href="http://www.m-w.com/cgi-bin/dictionary?va=curmudgeonly"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;curmudgeon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10 out of 5 stars&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Surf%27s_Up_%28film%29"&gt;Surf's Up&lt;/a&gt; - 2007 - directed by Ash Brannon &amp; Chris Buck - Cute and beautifully animated family flick.  Good Acting (Jeff Bridges, Shia LeBeouf and James Woods), good script and fun to watch.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 out of 5 stars&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sicko_%28film%29"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sicko&lt;/a&gt; - 2007 - directed by Michael Moore - Need I say ....Moore.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 out of 5 stars&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763175586164423061-1619253203488968820?l=rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/feeds/1619253203488968820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763175586164423061&amp;postID=1619253203488968820' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/1619253203488968820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/1619253203488968820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/2007/07/last-5-movies.html' title='Last 5 Movies :)'/><author><name>Seth B. Hall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04629042312558980673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763175586164423061.post-6725823180101570089</id><published>2007-07-13T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T12:10:41.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Blog: Musical Instruments</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBe3PadAl_g/RpfNWrCO_ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/y5Sj_TQxa-E/s1600-h/Old+Timey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBe3PadAl_g/RpfNWrCO_ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/y5Sj_TQxa-E/s320/Old+Timey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086760093531176338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Taken in Raleigh, NC 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBe3PadAl_g/RpfNNLCO_YI/AAAAAAAAABE/2qvynrB8zHc/s1600-h/Music+Graphic+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBe3PadAl_g/RpfNNLCO_YI/AAAAAAAAABE/2qvynrB8zHc/s320/Music+Graphic+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086759930322419074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Taken in Queens, NY 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763175586164423061-6725823180101570089?l=rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/feeds/6725823180101570089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763175586164423061&amp;postID=6725823180101570089' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/6725823180101570089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/6725823180101570089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/2007/07/photo-blog.html' title='Photo Blog: Musical Instruments'/><author><name>Seth B. Hall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04629042312558980673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBe3PadAl_g/RpfNWrCO_ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/y5Sj_TQxa-E/s72-c/Old+Timey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763175586164423061.post-5414335635009865851</id><published>2007-07-11T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T10:49:50.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me as a Simpson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBe3PadAl_g/Rp-kKrCO_aI/AAAAAAAAABU/OryD3oxe3M4/s1600-h/avatar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBe3PadAl_g/Rp-kKrCO_aI/AAAAAAAAABU/OryD3oxe3M4/s320/avatar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088966607209692578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me as a Simpson.  You can create your own at &lt;a href="http://www.simpsonsmovie.com/"&gt;The Simpsons Movie website&lt;/a&gt;.  Have fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763175586164423061-5414335635009865851?l=rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/feeds/5414335635009865851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763175586164423061&amp;postID=5414335635009865851' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/5414335635009865851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/5414335635009865851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/2007/07/me-as-simpson.html' title='Me as a Simpson'/><author><name>Seth B. Hall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04629042312558980673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBe3PadAl_g/Rp-kKrCO_aI/AAAAAAAAABU/OryD3oxe3M4/s72-c/avatar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763175586164423061.post-6430374880317421778</id><published>2007-07-08T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T14:49:11.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sicko</title><content type='html'>Do yourself, your family and our country a favor and watch Michael Moore's &lt;a href="http://insanefilms.com/?p=413"&gt;"Sicko" (Free online)&lt;/a&gt;.   Regardless of our race, gender, religion or political views we should all fight/vote for&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; universal health care&lt;/span&gt;. Although we are the most powerful and richest country in the world, we are the only country in the western world that does not have it.  Unbelievable!!!!  If we change our "Me" mentality to a "We" mentality and concentrate on loving our neighbors, we would live a more content, satisfying and peaceful life.  It is never too late to change and everything is redeemable through God Almighty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763175586164423061-6430374880317421778?l=rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/feeds/6430374880317421778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763175586164423061&amp;postID=6430374880317421778' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/6430374880317421778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/6430374880317421778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/2007/07/sicko.html' title='Sicko'/><author><name>Seth B. Hall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04629042312558980673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763175586164423061.post-4034164219245848761</id><published>2007-06-28T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T13:31:52.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>True Story #3: Kindermusic  and Me</title><content type='html'>I went to Greensboro this past Monday and Tuesday to hang with my sister (Ashley), brother-in-law (Bill) and twin niece (Gray) and nephew (Liam).  We always have a great time when we are together, taking part in the simple things life has to offer.  Conversation, morning coffee, three to five well balanced meals a day, laughter, 7 cold Cokes before lunch and sometimes 7 after, smoking hand rolled Cuban cigars from Mexico (don't ask because I don't get it either, all I know is that they were a gift from my mom from her trip to Mexico and were the best cigars Bill and I had ever smoked, in other words, they didn't singe your esophagus.  Good score mom!!), and playing with two kids who give a new meaning the the word energy.  As a matter of fact, I looked up the word energy in the latest edition of Webster's Dictionary and it had a picture of the both of them base jumping the Grand Canyon and they are only two years old, wild!  Anyway, they are each taking a summer class and I had the privilege to attend both.  Gray is taking Tumblebees, where she is quickly gaining confidence in the art of trampoline jumping and climbing, while slowly preparing for the Junior Olympics, and Liam is taking Kindermusic, where he is singing songs about bees, butterflies, frogs and such, while dancing the jig around other kids and their mom's.  This brings me to the meat and potatoes of my story.  Monday evening I rode with Bill and Liam and to participate in this thing called Kindermusic.  I will admit, I was excited to see what Liam was learning and feel the whole Kindermusic vibe.  We walked in to see all of the kids and their mom's sitting in a circle, we were the last to arrive.  Bill quickly introduced me as Uncle Seth to avoid any confusion and we promptly sat down.  I was going to sit in the corner and watch, but the teacher was like "come on over and sit down, it doesn't matter whether you can sing or not, it only matters that the kids see you participating"  I replied jokingly, "I will take the harmonies".  She didn't laugh.  No one did actually.  Yeah, I am pretty sure I was the only one.  So I sit down realizing I am without kid.  "That's cool" I thought, "I am comfortable enough with myself to do this".  We started singing and dancing and clapping and holding hands with strangers to form a beehive, so the kids could escape and freak out on paper flowers taped to the wall just like real bees, you know the normal Kindermusic stuff.  Well about three songs in, Bill and Liam got up to use the restroom and didn't return as quickly as I had thought, which left me in the Kindercircle with teacher, moms and kids, clapping my hands and knees, stomping my feet, and singing a nature song, all the while without kid.  "A once in a lifetime experience", I thought, "that if I had to guess has never been experience by anyone ever".   Lucky me!! :)  The forever trend setter.  Kindermusic for childless adults.  I can see it now.  It was cool though, Bill and Liam came back and we had a blast.  Liam was so excited to be in the class and I like to think he was even more excited that his Uncle Seth was there with him and daddy the whole time.  Maybe next summer I can enroll in a class of my own.  I already know the songs.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763175586164423061-4034164219245848761?l=rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/feeds/4034164219245848761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763175586164423061&amp;postID=4034164219245848761' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/4034164219245848761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/4034164219245848761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/2007/06/true-story-3-kindermusic-and-me.html' title='True Story #3: Kindermusic  and Me'/><author><name>Seth B. Hall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04629042312558980673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763175586164423061.post-5711100299146378914</id><published>2007-06-22T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T11:56:40.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last 5 movies :)</title><content type='html'>Say Anything (1989):  Cameron Crowe's directorial debut and yet another movie showing the genius of John Cusack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinatown (1974):  A Film Noir directed by Roman Polanski and starring Jack Nicholson and Faye Dunaway.  All ingredients for pure genius. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Motorcycle Diaries (2004):  Just watch it and be amazed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knocked Up (2007):  The latest from comic genius Judd Apatow and an absolute riot (funnier than The 40 Year Old Virgin).  One of the funniest movies I have seen in the last 5 years.  Seth Rogan is my new favorite funny guy, second to Will Ferrell of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pianist (2002):  Another masterpiece (of many) from director Roman Polanski.  Starring Adrian Brody in one of his finest performances, watch "Dummy (2002)" for another.  These two movies have made him a favorite actor of mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763175586164423061-5711100299146378914?l=rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/feeds/5711100299146378914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763175586164423061&amp;postID=5711100299146378914' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/5711100299146378914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/5711100299146378914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/2007/06/last-5-movies.html' title='Last 5 movies :)'/><author><name>Seth B. Hall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04629042312558980673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763175586164423061.post-5379494830732377107</id><published>2007-06-22T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T11:34:02.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>True Story #2: The Outsourced Pimento Cheese</title><content type='html'>I took a lunch break from work today and walked about a block to the Person Street Pharmacy conveniently located on, you guessed it, Person Street.  I walked up to the counter and asked the lady if they made their own pimento cheese.  While it may be a ridiculous question, it is a necessary one in the art of Grilled Pimento Cheese Sandwich (on whole wheat) ordering.  Her response was "we have someone who does it for us".  What?  What does that even mean?  "Are you telling me you outsource your pimento cheese spread?  "That it is too troublesome to combine chopped up cheese, mayonnaise, pimentos, and pepper"?  "Bull Malarky, i say".  I didn't actually say that, but thought it after the fact.  Anyway, for those of you who aren't familiar with food service lingo/jargan/shop talk, that means....."we buy it at the grocery store".  I also noticed that it was in a Country Crock container, so either Country Crock has expanded their butter business to pimento cheese spread or whoever made it stored it in an empty butter vat.  I have to assume Country Crock has risen the bar and moved onto bigger and butter things... (had to do it and no, I am not sorry).  It was a great sandwich though and the ladies at the counter were nice, country folk and I recommend it to anyone who is a fan of lunch counters.  It made me think of the days when I used to work in the food service industry and how I said what I needed to say in order to satisfy the customer.  Basically feeding a complete stranger a spoonful of BS.  Like when I would tell a guest that I was brewing a fresh pot of coffee for them.  Translation, "Oops, I forgot about your coffee, which is why it is taking so long".  Another is when they would ask about the qualities and characteristics of a certain wine, in which I would reply with something referring to "hints of oak and asparagus" or "touches of raspberries and sorgum syrup" or that "a party of four came in last night, ordered three bottles and loved it".  Translation, "I have not a clue, but you should order four bottles to avoid being branded a tight wad".  Although I could sense the restaurant BS from day one, and wanted out ASAP, I became a victim of the spoon feeding mentality in order to get a hefty tip and make the night as smooth, painless and quick as possible, emphasis on the word quick.  It was an interesting time in my life, considering I am a genuine man.  Sometimes you gots to do what you gots to do, know what I mean?  In closing, I hope this entry has provided you with a bit of laughter and entertainment.  If not, please let me know, and I will outsource the next one for better results.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763175586164423061-5379494830732377107?l=rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/feeds/5379494830732377107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763175586164423061&amp;postID=5379494830732377107' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/5379494830732377107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/5379494830732377107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/2007/06/true-story-2-outsourced-pimento-cheese.html' title='True Story #2: The Outsourced Pimento Cheese'/><author><name>Seth B. Hall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04629042312558980673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763175586164423061.post-2865389902505619990</id><published>2007-06-21T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T18:21:29.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's time to bring the hammer down!!!</title><content type='html'>That title has nothing to do with what I am about to write, or does it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am listening to my &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendid=14337834&amp;amp;MyToken=be28bd46-ca2a-4a01-bfae-b6306883bd0b"&gt;friend's&lt;/a&gt; new music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simone, Teri, and Amy (and friends) are &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendid=14337834&amp;amp;MyToken=be28bd46-ca2a-4a01-bfae-b6306883bd0b"&gt;Rubies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sweet and funky, old school disco, dance, new wave, pop smorgasbord of a band, out of Californ-I-A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have only heard a few jams from the new, soon to be released, full length, but it is enough to make me want to hear the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I Feel Electric" is, for a lack of less appropriate words, THE JAM!!  A song that within the first twenty seconds makes you wanna super glue your repeat button, then tape it down with gaffers tape, never to be touched again.  In other words, it makes me feel, well, electric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Stand in a Line" is classic Simone.  Sung in that beautifully raspy voice.  Honestly, words don't do it justice, you just have to meet her and hang with her and ask her to air drum for you and if your lucky jam and sing with her, then you'll know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have heard many of Simone's  songs through the years.  She has been crafting this kind of music for some time now, on the solo tip and with &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendid=11455200"&gt;Call and Response&lt;/a&gt;, but Rubies takes it to a different level and emits a new charm.  May I be the first to say, good job ladies!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited the hear the rest of the album and recommend jamming these tunes over and over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, while your at it, head on over to &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;amp;friendid=14043046"&gt;Sorcerer&lt;/a&gt; and let Dan's music rip you out into space on a vinyl surfboard made of vinyl.  But that my friends, is for another blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763175586164423061-2865389902505619990?l=rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/feeds/2865389902505619990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763175586164423061&amp;postID=2865389902505619990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/2865389902505619990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/2865389902505619990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-time-to-bring-hammer-down.html' title='It&apos;s time to bring the hammer down!!!'/><author><name>Seth B. Hall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04629042312558980673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763175586164423061.post-4320327564374455745</id><published>2007-06-21T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T13:06:20.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oswald the Great</title><content type='html'>Oswald Chambers is the man.  This is a small piece of his mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rbc.org/utmost/index.php"&gt;http://www.rbc.org/utmost/index.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763175586164423061-4320327564374455745?l=rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/feeds/4320327564374455745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763175586164423061&amp;postID=4320327564374455745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/4320327564374455745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/4320327564374455745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/2007/06/oswald-great.html' title='Oswald the Great'/><author><name>Seth B. Hall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04629042312558980673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763175586164423061.post-3621614332761840632</id><published>2007-06-04T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T13:07:32.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>July 4th, 2004</title><content type='html'>For anyone interested, I have posted a new song on myspace.  It was written after a perfect day in NYC,  July 4th, 2004.  The weather, the company, the laughter and the East River fireworks were amazing.  I will never forget it and thank God I was able to preserve it in a pop song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here you go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Satu&lt;br /&gt;by Seth Hall&lt;br /&gt;              &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/themiddle8"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/themiddle8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763175586164423061-3621614332761840632?l=rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/feeds/3621614332761840632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763175586164423061&amp;postID=3621614332761840632' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/3621614332761840632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/3621614332761840632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/2007/06/july-4th-2004.html' title='July 4th, 2004'/><author><name>Seth B. Hall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04629042312558980673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763175586164423061.post-3526612983539205006</id><published>2007-05-26T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T19:09:38.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>True Story #1 - The Raw Bream</title><content type='html'>This is the first in a series of true stories from my life told when I remember them, as I remember them, with the purpose of providing some kind of comic relief, thought provoking drama, nail biting suspense and/or, God willing, spiritual insight.  Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Raw Bream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;by Seth Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in middle school, I would sometimes hang out with the older kids from the neighborhood, you know play basketball, skateboard, fish or whatever.  Well, on one hot summer day, during my 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade year (1986-87),  I happened to be hanging with three of them.  One was a year older, the other about two and "the leader" was three or four years older.  We were down at Shelley Lake in North Raleigh fishing, when one of them decided to joke about me eating a fish from the lake.  I quickly replied "yeah right, I'm not eating a fish from this disease ridden lake" or something of that nature.  (I had probably never heard the term disease ridden before in my life, but we'll say I had for the story's sake :)  Well, when I said that, it got the other two into it and they decided that I &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; going to eat a fish from that lake, and a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;raw&lt;/span&gt; fish at that!!!   Someone had just caught a brim, (probably me since eating a raw fish you'd just caught would be the most humiliating thing ever!), when they dragged me to the woods and proceeded to surround me, forcefully saying, "Eat it, eat it",  "Heck no" I said.  "Eat it, eat it", "No way man, I am not eating that" I replied, so on and so forth for the longest 30 minutes of my life.  The more I said no, the more they insisted (you know, classic neighborhood bully behaviour) until one genius said, "How about if we cook it".  I was so relieved to be moving on to the next level, that I said "OK", thinking that would never happen since none of us had any fire and we were a long walk from home.  That did not matter.  One of them quickly got up and run all the way around the lake to his house, returning 30 minutes later with his Rambo knife, (the popular 80's novelty knife with a compass on the handle that would unscrew to reveal a "survival kit" which contained a string saw, a knife sharpener, needle and thread, some fish hooks and you guessed it &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;matches&lt;/span&gt;).  Upon sight my stomach turned to knots and I started to get worried..... In my head I thought, "this might actually happen, please God don't let this happen.  I always throw your fish back, you know, to keep the population going.  Please God don't let this happen".  I don't know if I actually thought in terms of God during the 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade, but I was definitely freaking out and asking for some kind of miracle.  Anyway, as the "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;survivalist&lt;/span&gt;" unscrewed the compass and took out the "survival kit", I saw a pack of about 10 matches.  One by one they proceeded to strike those matches in hopes of starting a fire, but by the grace of God they all broke, everyone of them.  No lie.  It was a long drawn out process, but none of those matches did their job of producing fire for man.  Following this, the three of them decided to give up on the whole idea of killing me through the consumption of raw or undercooked disease ridden fish and we embarked on our journey home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home I remember feeling relief coupled with anger and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;betrayal&lt;/span&gt;.  How could these jerks live with themselves?  What did I do to them to deserve this?  I would never know.  Although we were never really close friends, I continued to see those guys around the neighborhood and we had some good times doing what neighborhood kids do.  Last I heard the first guy was an engineer with a wife and a whole mess a kids, the other was working in computers and the third, the "leader", was an ordained preacher.  I can only imagine that service.  A lesson in humility, an ungodly scheme failed.  Looks like God has a plan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;after all&lt;/span&gt; and it happens to involve me not dieing that day in the woods.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;, a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;over dramatic&lt;/span&gt; I know.  It involves me not getting really sick in the woods.  Is that better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side note:  I've been meaning to write the company that produced those knifes and thank them for making such a terrible product and ripping my "friends" off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lesson learned:&lt;/span&gt; Pick better friends&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763175586164423061-3526612983539205006?l=rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/feeds/3526612983539205006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763175586164423061&amp;postID=3526612983539205006' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/3526612983539205006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/3526612983539205006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/2007/05/true-story-1-raw-brim.html' title='True Story #1 - The Raw Bream'/><author><name>Seth B. Hall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04629042312558980673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763175586164423061.post-8160223635132287276</id><published>2007-05-24T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T13:08:41.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chant Down Babylon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;New Favorite Song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/johndavis"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/johndavis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chant Down Babylon&lt;br /&gt;by John Davis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel it in my knees&lt;br /&gt;The weather's gonna change on me&lt;br /&gt;but I will not be disarranged&lt;br /&gt;by someone with nothing to sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll set a fire behind this place&lt;br /&gt;I'm back here crawling after grace&lt;br /&gt;I and I fight back with an act of love&lt;br /&gt;to overcome evil with good&lt;br /&gt;I will stake my life on the power of love&lt;br /&gt;to overcome evil with good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The easiest thing in the world&lt;br /&gt;Is to feel like your alone&lt;br /&gt;We're not made for being alone&lt;br /&gt;The love in your heart is a pearl&lt;br /&gt;you gotta keep it from turning to stone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll kick over this facade&lt;br /&gt;I consecrate myself to God&lt;br /&gt;But I will not be rearranged&lt;br /&gt;by someone with nothing to sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel it in my boots&lt;br /&gt;the enemy takes aim it shoots&lt;br /&gt;I and I still chant down on Babylon&lt;br /&gt;Chant down Babylon&lt;br /&gt;I and I will chant down on Babylon&lt;br /&gt;Chant down Babylon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The easiest thing in the world&lt;br /&gt;Is to feel like your alone&lt;br /&gt;We're not made for being alone&lt;br /&gt;The love in your heart is a pearl&lt;br /&gt;you gotta keep it from turning to stone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763175586164423061-8160223635132287276?l=rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/feeds/8160223635132287276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763175586164423061&amp;postID=8160223635132287276' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/8160223635132287276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/8160223635132287276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/2007/05/chant-down-babylon-john-davis.html' title='Chant Down Babylon'/><author><name>Seth B. Hall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04629042312558980673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763175586164423061.post-7343614662268946294</id><published>2007-05-23T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T06:12:03.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 new records</title><content type='html'>Wilco - Sky Blue Sky (2007)  Americana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feist - The Reminder (2007)  Female Crooner Pop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mississippi John Hurt - Rediscovered (1966)  Blues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fairport Convention - Liege and Leaf (1969)  English Folk Rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steeleye Span - Hark! The Village Wait (1970)  English Folk Rock&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763175586164423061-7343614662268946294?l=rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/feeds/7343614662268946294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763175586164423061&amp;postID=7343614662268946294' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/7343614662268946294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/7343614662268946294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/2007/05/5-new-records.html' title='5 new records'/><author><name>Seth B. Hall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04629042312558980673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763175586164423061.post-5576930367572415338</id><published>2007-05-23T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T13:10:01.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of a lifetime</title><content type='html'>My friend &lt;a href="http://www.sewblisssew.com/"&gt;Bliss&lt;/a&gt; introduced this quote to me.  I suggest we all follow suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"What if we were content (satisfied and fulfilled) with God's perfect love and were free to give love, rather than constantly maneuvering to get it? Or what if we were content with our identity in God and were free to serve the world, rather than trying to prove we have a right to exist in it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763175586164423061-5576930367572415338?l=rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/feeds/5576930367572415338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763175586164423061&amp;postID=5576930367572415338' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/5576930367572415338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/5576930367572415338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/2007/05/quote-of-lifetime.html' title='Quote of a lifetime'/><author><name>Seth B. Hall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04629042312558980673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763175586164423061.post-7091010494736867183</id><published>2007-05-20T19:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T13:12:42.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life or Art?..... or both?</title><content type='html'>It's funny how life can repeatedly imitate art and vice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;versa&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;God continues to teach me and remind me of who I am, through who I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Technicolor Dream &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/themodfathers"&gt;(The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Modfathers&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;written by me when I was 24 years old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This has been a common theme in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cup of tea with indecision&lt;br /&gt;They both go hand in hand&lt;br /&gt;The only way to get around it&lt;br /&gt;is to sing with the band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An ounce of hope and conversation&lt;br /&gt;For those who just don't understand&lt;br /&gt;The only way to get around it&lt;br /&gt;Is to sing with the band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a wrong direction&lt;br /&gt;Didn't get too far&lt;br /&gt;Felt a strong connection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl if you had the slightest clue&lt;br /&gt;You'd wish you were here with me&lt;br /&gt;If I could fall asleep with you&lt;br /&gt;I'd sleep 'til eternity&lt;br /&gt;I cherish the thought that still remains&lt;br /&gt;Our images coincide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never wanted to contain the way that I feel inside&lt;br /&gt;I never wanted to contain the way that I feel inside&lt;br /&gt;I never wanted to contain the way that I feel inside&lt;br /&gt;I never wanted to contain the way that I feel inside&lt;br /&gt;I never wanted to contain the way that I feel inside&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763175586164423061-7091010494736867183?l=rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/feeds/7091010494736867183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763175586164423061&amp;postID=7091010494736867183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/7091010494736867183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/7091010494736867183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/2007/05/life-or-art-or-both.html' title='Life or Art?..... or both?'/><author><name>Seth B. Hall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04629042312558980673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763175586164423061.post-1256840475188770371</id><published>2007-05-20T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T20:06:08.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life &amp; Art</title><content type='html'>As human beings we all experience the same emotions.&lt;br /&gt;Pain and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hearthache&lt;/span&gt; are no exception.&lt;br /&gt;I am comforted knowing that salvation is real and everything is redeemable through God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song resonates with my life right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Gift for Melody Anne&lt;br /&gt;by the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Avett&lt;/span&gt; Brothers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to get back&lt;br /&gt;I want to get square&lt;br /&gt;I want to get back all the hopes&lt;br /&gt;and dreams that I have&lt;br /&gt;that the good Lord above us can spare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like that actor said&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna lose heart&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna get beat beat down&lt;br /&gt;By the big big world&lt;br /&gt;Or quit before I even start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I just want me life to be true&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and I just want me heart to be true&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and I just want my words to be true&lt;br /&gt;I want my soul to feel brand new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold hands&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and I wanna make love&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna keep running all day&lt;br /&gt;And all night even when my mind tells my body that’s enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna stand up&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and I wanna stand tall&lt;br /&gt;If I ever have a son, if I ever have a daughter&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna tell ‘em that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t give my all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I just want me life to be true&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and I just want me heart to be true&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and I just want my words to be true&lt;br /&gt;I want my soul to feel brand brand new&lt;br /&gt;Like a fresh coat of paint&lt;br /&gt;We can make it anything but blue&lt;br /&gt;Anything but blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now when your dreams start saying, I can’t come true&lt;br /&gt;You’d be better off without me&lt;br /&gt;Don’t let ‘em go&lt;br /&gt;Don’t let ‘em go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna go broke&lt;br /&gt;Not from one bad deal&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna be up all night&lt;br /&gt;Crying in my hands&lt;br /&gt;For a girl that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;isn&lt;/span&gt;’t even real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I just want me life to be true&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and I just want me heart to be true&lt;br /&gt;And, I just want my words to be true&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and I just want my song to be true&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and I just want my heart to be true&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and I just want my life to be true&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and I just want my words to be true&lt;br /&gt;And, I just want my heart to be true&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and I just want my life to be true&lt;br /&gt;And, I just want my song to be true&lt;br /&gt;And, I just want my life to be true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my soul to feel brand new&lt;br /&gt;I want my soul to feel brand new&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763175586164423061-1256840475188770371?l=rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/feeds/1256840475188770371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763175586164423061&amp;postID=1256840475188770371' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/1256840475188770371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/1256840475188770371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/2007/05/life-as-human-beings-we-all-experience.html' title='Life &amp; Art'/><author><name>Seth B. Hall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04629042312558980673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763175586164423061.post-3826564000551725946</id><published>2007-05-18T07:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T08:13:30.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The last 5 movies I've watched :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mystery Train - Jim Jarmusch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Great movie set in Memphis by one of the best independent filmmakers of the last 25 years&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Fog - John Carpenter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Classic 80's horror/ghost story, not very scary but fun to watch.  John Carpenter composed    the music to most of his movies, very cool synth stuff.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Devil and Daniel Johnston - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jeff Feuerzeig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Daniel Johnston is a manic-depressive genius singer/songwrite/artist who almost slipped away.  This movie is the stunning portriat of his life.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For a Few Dollars More - Sergio Leone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clint Eastwood as the "Man with No Name" in the second installment of the Spaghetti Western Trilogy.  Ennio Morriconne composed the music.  Amazing movie!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blades of Glory - Josh Gordon and Will Speck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Will Ferrell as one half of a male figure skating team.  Best comedy of the year!!!   Need I say more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763175586164423061-3826564000551725946?l=rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/feeds/3826564000551725946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763175586164423061&amp;postID=3826564000551725946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/3826564000551725946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/3826564000551725946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/2007/05/last-5-movies-ive-watched.html' title='The last 5 movies I&apos;ve watched :)'/><author><name>Seth B. Hall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04629042312558980673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763175586164423061.post-8825991492816695275</id><published>2007-05-17T08:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T08:33:12.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunited and it feels so good</title><content type='html'>If The Police reunite, I am there!!!! Unless it is too far away, then I will just watch the concert on youtube.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763175586164423061-8825991492816695275?l=rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/feeds/8825991492816695275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763175586164423061&amp;postID=8825991492816695275' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/8825991492816695275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/8825991492816695275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/2007/05/reunited-and-it-feels-so-good.html' title='Reunited and it feels so good'/><author><name>Seth B. Hall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04629042312558980673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763175586164423061.post-3428617941330970053</id><published>2007-05-17T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T22:42:11.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Blog Ever</title><content type='html'>The title says it all, well except for...Howdy.   I hope this blog reaches everyone out there in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; town in good spirits.  I have jumped on the bandwagon, or the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;blogwagon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and embarked on a mission like no other.  A mission to redeem the world through love, laughter and truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently reading the book of Acts.  It is my favorite book of the bible so far.  Jesus is risen and He sends the Apostles out into the world to build the Christian church.  It shows us the power and love of God and what the church is supposed to be, the redeemer of the world.  A place for us to live in community and love each other in the name of Jesus Christ.  Pretty simple if you think about it, though history has proven that it can be warped and manipulated into something else entirely.  Not all churches are off base though.  But the question is, how many churches today are like that of the first church in Acts?  I've never counted, so I can't answer that exactly, but based on the worlds perception of the church, I would guess less than more.  I suggest we throw out all the rules and regulations that stifle the soul and get down to the basics.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jesus'&lt;/span&gt;s words.  Truth.  Let's face it, a lot of churches are boring.  They are anything but engaging and encouraging.  The perception is that one day out of the week you have to put on a three piece get up, a tie from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Abercrombie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that you got for your birthday, and a nice pair of loafers to go and listen to someone you barely know telling you how to live your life, all so you can feel better about yourself.  Who really wants that?  I never did.  How about we live, love and interact in a community, seek the truth and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;the challenge&lt;/span&gt; (aka God's word) any/every day of the week, all the while wearing jeans and flip flops.  Who says worshiping God and following Christ has to be stale and boring?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of this reminds me of a Johnny Paycheck song called "The Outlaw's Prayer".  It is basically about a man getting kicked out of a church full of hypocrites for not looking "the part", in which Mr. Paycheck responds, didn't John the Baptist have a beard, camel hair coat and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sandals&lt;/span&gt;, and didn't Jesus have long hair, beard and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sandals&lt;/span&gt; on his feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a genius song, check it out..... http://www.rhapsody.com/johnnypaycheck/16biggesthits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past year and a half I have been involved in a local church in Raleigh, NC called Vintage 21. get to know the Father, Son and Holy Spirit.   It is a throw back to the book of Acts and the Gospel of Jesus.  Encouraging, engaging, and creative conversation directed towards the world, with the intent to find out who God really is.   Our purpose on this earth is the live a life in a relationship with the Creator and through the words of Jesus, Vintage 21 is laboring to do this.  I am humbled to be a part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Books that helped me see real Christianity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Velvet Elvis - by Rob Bell&lt;br /&gt;Searching For God Knows What - by Donald Miller&lt;br /&gt;Blue Like Jazz - by Donald Miller&lt;br /&gt;My Utmost for His Highest - by Oswald Chambers  http://www.rbc.org/utmost/index.php&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763175586164423061-3428617941330970053?l=rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/feeds/3428617941330970053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763175586164423061&amp;postID=3428617941330970053' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/3428617941330970053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763175586164423061/posts/default/3428617941330970053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rispityraspitywisps.blogspot.com/2007/05/first-blog-ever.html' title='First Blog Ever'/><author><name>Seth B. 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