<?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-1335666444363597865</id><updated>2012-02-10T11:22:17.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>B and T's Bogus Journey</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>59</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-7189593878242561729</id><published>2012-02-10T10:48:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T11:22:17.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Needs Friends When You Have Siri?</title><content type='html'>Here is a review of Apple's new I Phone with quotes taken directly from the Apple website. (http://www.apple.com/iphone/features/siri.html)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Talk to Siri as you would to a person... Siri does what you say, finds the information you need,  then answers you. It’s like you’re having a conversation with  your iPhone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Imagine! A friend that is only there to make your life easier. It never disagrees with you. You can have a conversation without some of the inherent fears of offense, emotional involvement, or having it dominate the conversation. You can command:"Siri! have an intellectual conversation with me...and then tell me where I can get the cheapest tacos in town!" It's like a perfect room mate that never steals your milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Siri not only understands what you say, it’s smart enough to know what you mean...&lt;/span&gt;." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; How many of your "real" friends could fit that description?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"It has so much to tell you. When there’s something you need to do, just ask Siri to help you do it... Siri is proactive, so it will question you until it finds what you’re looking for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right. Siri is like a best friend/secretary/slave, that will obey your every command and make your life so much easier by eliminating all the undesirable tasks from your daily schedule. For example, Siri can schedule your appointments, send your texts, order your pizza, manage your finances, do your homework, discipline your children, break up with your girlfriend, and a myriad of other tasks. Who needs friends when you have Siri?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait.....I've seen something like this before in a science fiction movie. This is how it starts. We have friendly little robots who only exist to serve us and then....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NEhtMBAHpwA/TzVbkz6UGFI/AAAAAAAAAnY/QudU4Tu0SSk/s1600/Robot%2BInvasion.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NEhtMBAHpwA/TzVbkz6UGFI/AAAAAAAAAnY/QudU4Tu0SSk/s400/Robot%2BInvasion.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707568790730184786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-7189593878242561729?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/7189593878242561729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=7189593878242561729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/7189593878242561729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/7189593878242561729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2012/02/who-needs-friends-when-you-have-siri.html' title='Who Needs Friends When You Have Siri?'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NEhtMBAHpwA/TzVbkz6UGFI/AAAAAAAAAnY/QudU4Tu0SSk/s72-c/Robot%2BInvasion.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-7259797299288379258</id><published>2012-02-02T17:49:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T18:13:20.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There Were Bells On a Hill.....Or Were There?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s10ilOLdSpQ/TysvIX9ixPI/AAAAAAAAAnM/RZwT1dvJHAs/s1600/Bell%2BTower.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s10ilOLdSpQ/TysvIX9ixPI/AAAAAAAAAnM/RZwT1dvJHAs/s320/Bell%2BTower.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704705173912470770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a day like any other. I was walking from the library to the Romney building at BYU-I. As I walked I only half listened to the familiar sound of the campus bells playing hymns for all of Rexburg to hear. Then I stopped. It was 1:49 pm. I asked myself, "Self, why were the bells playing at 1:49?" As far as I knew bells usually ring to announce a new hour. So why did they sound then at such an odd time? Then as I thought to myself I realized that the bells were almost always playing at random times. Sometimes it seems like they just play all day. I decided to investigate further at the bell tower.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Before my investigation could begin I was struck with yet another epiphany. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We don't have a bell tower! If we don't have a bell tower then where are these bell hymns coming from&lt;/span&gt;? I stopped a passerby who was passing by (as they tend to do) and asked where the bell sound was coming from. He informed me that there are speakers on one of the main buildings that play recordings of bells playing hymns.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;I stood there stunned. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Recordings? What?! &lt;/span&gt;This discovery has lead me on a journey of thought that would make Socrates himself quake in his boots. My pondering has led me to ask such questions as: "If bell towers usually correlate with time, and if our recordings play at random intervals, then why try to simulate a bell tower? If they just want us to hear instrumental music, then why bells? Why not play recordings of an instrument a little more impressive than  bells, like bagpipes? If they want us to become more acquainted with the hymns then why not just play recordings of the Mormon Tabernacle Choir? Is this all just some disguised attempt to subliminally convince us that we are just as good as our sister school in Provo?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know the answer to one or more of these questions, please let me know.......I am so confused.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-7259797299288379258?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/7259797299288379258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=7259797299288379258' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/7259797299288379258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/7259797299288379258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2012/02/there-were-bells-on-hillor-were-there.html' title='There Were Bells On a Hill.....Or Were There?'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s10ilOLdSpQ/TysvIX9ixPI/AAAAAAAAAnM/RZwT1dvJHAs/s72-c/Bell%2BTower.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-2192405567527596594</id><published>2012-01-23T12:46:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T12:54:31.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BYU-I Testing Center</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vzwjXbQfzCw/Tx25GGf_dtI/AAAAAAAAAm4/SxssmI_3bYo/s1600/ewok.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 308px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vzwjXbQfzCw/Tx25GGf_dtI/AAAAAAAAAm4/SxssmI_3bYo/s320/ewok.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700916217796064978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Following the recent drama surrounding the BYU-I testing center dress standards where a student was denied entrance for wearing "skinny jeans", the university again takes the national spotlight after reportedly refusing entrance to an ewok. The testing center spokesman denied that the ewok was barred from entrance on account of being an ewok and affirmed that the decision was made because the creature was not currently wearing pants. The only statement released to the press by the ewok was, "Yub nub." Certainly there will be more news to follow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-2192405567527596594?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/2192405567527596594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=2192405567527596594' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/2192405567527596594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/2192405567527596594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2012/01/byu-i-testing-center.html' title='BYU-I Testing Center'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vzwjXbQfzCw/Tx25GGf_dtI/AAAAAAAAAm4/SxssmI_3bYo/s72-c/ewok.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-8344777593576114209</id><published>2011-12-24T22:45:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T22:50:09.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Christmas Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/GndO60cb63E" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is theChristmas Eve dance we choreographed for the opening ceremonies of the first annual Gilliland Family Ugly Sweater Contest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-8344777593576114209?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/8344777593576114209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=8344777593576114209' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/8344777593576114209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/8344777593576114209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2011/12/family-christmas-dance.html' title='Family Christmas Dance'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/GndO60cb63E/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-2899114928556367145</id><published>2011-12-13T16:43:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T17:21:09.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ballad of the Tele-Surveyer</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-43ac17dc7203ff37" 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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D43ac17dc7203ff37%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331072781%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D195405E18CBFD78AE7A15632BE45D61886388368.7218FCA31398F81E6165D298B734AEE12356F425%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D43ac17dc7203ff37%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9HXnDfb8gKabnPZv_ZgudsaQQts&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many of you know, I, Tanner Michael Gilliland Esq., currently work at a call center doing telephone surveys. Much of my time is spent simply waiting for people to answer the phone. Ergo, I have lots of time to get the creative juices flowing. The words of this parody came to me as I labored last saturday in the call center. I'm going to give you guys a heads up. There's a line that says "And now my PR is a crying shame." PR is Productivity Rate which is basically how many surveys you do per hour. Since you get paid better if you do more surveys per hour, you learn to dislike when people take forever to do surveys. I've heard that if you have to explain a joke then it isn't funny. If that is true, then I have successfully un-funnied that joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a scale of one to ten how did you like this post?&lt;br /&gt;What changes would you recommend?&lt;br /&gt;How likely are you to return to this blog after today? Somewhat likely? Likely? OR very likely?&lt;br /&gt;Can you please describe your overall satisfaction with this blog?&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to answer these questions and share your opinions by clicking the comment button on this post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-2899114928556367145?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/2899114928556367145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=2899114928556367145' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/2899114928556367145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/2899114928556367145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2011/12/ballad-of-tele-surveyer.html' title='Ballad of the Tele-Surveyer'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-4161947963417112767</id><published>2011-11-15T15:39:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T16:03:50.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why We Haven't Blogged: Yoko Oh No!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5ZOoXnbVYik/TsLrJK60TkI/AAAAAAAAAmc/aW-IB9rNDIs/s1600/beatlesfinal.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 313px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5ZOoXnbVYik/TsLrJK60TkI/AAAAAAAAAmc/aW-IB9rNDIs/s400/beatlesfinal.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675357023222648386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Please forgive the serious lack of recent posts. Its just that something has come up that has taken a great amount of time and energy from our creative endeavors. The Beatles once faced a similar situation with the addition of John Lennon's love, Yoko Ono. Wanting to spend every waking minute with John Lennon, she soon became an annoyance and then the frustration that led to the eventual downfall of the most famous rock group of all time. So, if you are disappointed in our lack of posts, blame Bryan's girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;  Note from the Editor: This blog is intended to be humorous in nature. Negative remarks about Bryan's girlfriend are not to be taken seriously. She is a wonderful human being and we are thrilled to see them together. Everyone needs their own Yoko Ono.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-4161947963417112767?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/4161947963417112767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=4161947963417112767' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/4161947963417112767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/4161947963417112767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2011/11/why-we-havent-blogged-yoko-oh-no.html' title='Why We Haven&apos;t Blogged: Yoko Oh No!'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5ZOoXnbVYik/TsLrJK60TkI/AAAAAAAAAmc/aW-IB9rNDIs/s72-c/beatlesfinal.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-1844284295692566237</id><published>2011-10-04T14:11:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T15:28:17.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Barack" wants Change!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7-qPnKzM7b0/TouCWvDnGlI/AAAAAAAAAmA/k4aHzuqVvCY/s1600/Obama%2BCongress%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Btxg25W5CQc/TouCNPpGG1I/AAAAAAAAAl4/BA7s0AqV5nM/s1600/Mike-Obama-Change.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 331px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Btxg25W5CQc/TouCNPpGG1I/AAAAAAAAAl4/BA7s0AqV5nM/s400/Mike-Obama-Change.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659760520769968978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Our roommate Michael, commonly referred to as "Barack," wants change, and he wants it now. Its not the economical mess, or the war, or health care, or foreign relations that has him worried. It's hairstyles. Michael thinks that two eligible bachelors need two stylish cuts. In a recent press conference "Barack" told reporters that Tanner's neatly parted hair "should only be worn by 50 year old men" and that Bryan's frontward spike "resembles the Statue of Liberty." These and other statements have caused no small stir among Conservatives and Liberals alike.&lt;br /&gt;    Republican Presidential Candidate, Mitt Romney, a long-time supporter of parted hair, countered Barack with this statement: &lt;span class="body"&gt;"People from both political parties have long  recognized that [hair] without [a part] creates negative incentives that  lead to permanent poverty. It robs people of self-esteem.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;    The heated debate continues, but only one side will win. So, we ask the American people, is it time for change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7-qPnKzM7b0/TouCWvDnGlI/AAAAAAAAAmA/k4aHzuqVvCY/s1600/Obama%2BCongress%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7-qPnKzM7b0/TouCWvDnGlI/AAAAAAAAAmA/k4aHzuqVvCY/s320/Obama%2BCongress%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659760683821505106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-1844284295692566237?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/1844284295692566237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=1844284295692566237' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/1844284295692566237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/1844284295692566237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2011/10/barack-wants-change.html' title='&quot;Barack&quot; wants Change!'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Btxg25W5CQc/TouCNPpGG1I/AAAAAAAAAl4/BA7s0AqV5nM/s72-c/Mike-Obama-Change.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-5929261737888037152</id><published>2011-09-26T13:44:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T14:24:38.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Shingle Me Out</title><content type='html'>This is a post that pleads for equal rights for those who have been affected in any way shape or form by the dreaded illness, The Shingles. Don't shingle these people out! Don't give them one shingle disgusted look. Don't make one shingle comment about the need for a Shingles Ward.  These people have been hurt enough! They don't need one shingle thing to make them hurt more than they already do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gL8GOojwJ9Y/ToDpcJzJ_uI/AAAAAAAAAlg/iMqCK8MpPWI/s1600/Bryan%2Bshingles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gL8GOojwJ9Y/ToDpcJzJ_uI/AAAAAAAAAlg/iMqCK8MpPWI/s320/Bryan%2Bshingles.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656777801853435618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The is the one shingle photo that our editor allowed us to take of him during his bout with Shingles. His girlfriend left him after this ordeal. He is currently shingle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who comment on this post will be entered into a drawing to receive a shingle tee shirt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8Dim8QecVA/ToDs09Q1e5I/AAAAAAAAAlw/TIMF3iYAQ1E/s1600/shingle%2Bshirt.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 312px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8Dim8QecVA/ToDs09Q1e5I/AAAAAAAAAlw/TIMF3iYAQ1E/s320/shingle%2Bshirt.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656781526519872402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Please, be considerate of  those who suffer through the shingles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-5929261737888037152?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/5929261737888037152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=5929261737888037152' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/5929261737888037152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/5929261737888037152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2011/09/dont-shingle-me-out.html' title='Don&apos;t Shingle Me Out'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gL8GOojwJ9Y/ToDpcJzJ_uI/AAAAAAAAAlg/iMqCK8MpPWI/s72-c/Bryan%2Bshingles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-824607102389108264</id><published>2011-09-20T20:40:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T10:44:37.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bull Elk Phenomenon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W_LjGEOgi_Y/TnlfkU-4NhI/AAAAAAAAAlY/Zf9quNfi-58/s1600/bull%2Belk.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 307px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654655884852737554" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W_LjGEOgi_Y/TnlfkU-4NhI/AAAAAAAAAlY/Zf9quNfi-58/s400/bull%2Belk.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As promised this blog will help people understand college life a little better. What we would like to talk about now is what we refer to as the Bull Elk Phenomenon. Males of every species have many things in common. But the relationship between the bull elk and the Man have a fascinating similarity. Wikipedia teaches us this about bull elk:&lt;br /&gt;"Male elk have large antlers which are shed each year. Males also engage in ritualized mating behaviors during the rut&lt;a title="Rut (mammalian reproduction)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rut_%28mammalian_reproduction%29"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, including posturing, antler wrestling (sparring), and &lt;i&gt;bugling&lt;/i&gt;, a loud series of vocalizations which establishes dominance over other males and attracts females."&lt;br /&gt;Post mission life is very similar. Returned missionaries are all thinking about one thing: marriage. And they know that all the other RMs are thinking about the same thing. So they begin to establish dominance, and this is what we call the Bull Elk Phenomenon.&lt;br /&gt;It starts with the donning of duds that are a little too small in order to maintain perfect muscle exposure and hairdos resembling that of Justin Beiber (though they all claim that he is far below them). To elk these are their seasonally changing antlers.&lt;br /&gt;Next comes bugling. Loud, obnoxious jabber that is some how supposed to woo a woman into complete and utter attraction. This can also be used toward other inferior males to... well to show them that they really are inferior. Posturing occurs when a dominant male places himself in a situation where he can be seen in all his masculine glory, perhaps on top of his new mustang, or playing guitar under a nice shady tree, or scoring a touchdown right as the female passes by, or perhaps beating a smaller inferior elk in a sparring match. It is important to note that any and all opposition to these bull elk behaviors will result in antler sparring which is by no means fun for the losing party (which are usually the type of elk who weigh a meager buck twenty-five or have recently come down with the Shingles).&lt;br /&gt;A university campus is a large forest just full of bull elk. When encountering a bull elk remember that he, like most animals, is actually more scared of you than you are of him. His efforts for dominance should be considered merely a result of natural instinct. in most cases its better just to ignore them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-824607102389108264?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/824607102389108264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=824607102389108264' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/824607102389108264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/824607102389108264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2011/09/bull-elk-phenomenon.html' title='The Bull Elk Phenomenon'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W_LjGEOgi_Y/TnlfkU-4NhI/AAAAAAAAAlY/Zf9quNfi-58/s72-c/bull%2Belk.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-1801127209407698280</id><published>2011-09-20T20:31:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T20:35:00.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to Room 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0OrsijScRO8/TnlazA4AqcI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/tgy_q3Ab_r0/s1600/101.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0OrsijScRO8/TnlazA4AqcI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/tgy_q3Ab_r0/s400/101.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654650639595121090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To everyone who has aksed the question, "Where are Tanner and Bryan?" the answer comes: BYU-Idaho. The next sequence of blog posts will be brought to you from apartment # 101 where you will get the real scoop on college life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Tannermg/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-1801127209407698280?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/1801127209407698280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=1801127209407698280' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/1801127209407698280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/1801127209407698280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2011/09/welcome-to-room-101.html' title='Welcome to Room 101'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0OrsijScRO8/TnlazA4AqcI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/tgy_q3Ab_r0/s72-c/101.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-6842959539959889725</id><published>2009-08-05T17:24:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T17:46:50.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mission Addresses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/Snojt6E03oI/AAAAAAAAAiw/R6LD7x52AXg/s1600-h/T%26B+Missionaries.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 386px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/Snojt6E03oI/AAAAAAAAAiw/R6LD7x52AXg/s400/T%26B+Missionaries.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366641177555951234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to write Elder Fleming or Elder Gilliland, their addresses are listed here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Elder Fleming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MTC  Address:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elder Bryan William Fleming                                                     &lt;br /&gt;Missouri Independence Mission                                                &lt;br /&gt;Provo Missionary Training Center&lt;br /&gt;2005 N 900 E                                                                             &lt;br /&gt;Provo, UT 84604&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mission Address&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elder Bryan William Fleming&lt;br /&gt;Missouri Independence Mission&lt;br /&gt;517 W Walnut st&lt;br /&gt;Independence, MO 64050-3632&lt;br /&gt;Provo, UT 84604&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Elder Gilliland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MTC Address:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elder Tanner Michael Gilliland&lt;br /&gt;Brazil Joao Pessoa Mission&lt;br /&gt;Brazil Missionary Training Center&lt;br /&gt;Rua Padre Antonio D'Angelo 121&lt;br /&gt;Casa Verde&lt;br /&gt;02516-040 Sao Paulo SP&lt;br /&gt;Brazil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mission Address&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elder Tanner Michael Gilliland&lt;br /&gt;Joao Pessoa Mission&lt;br /&gt;R. Deputado Jose Mariz, 515&lt;br /&gt;Tambauzinho&lt;br /&gt;Joao Pessoa-PB, 58042-020&lt;br /&gt;BRAZIL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-6842959539959889725?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/6842959539959889725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=6842959539959889725' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/6842959539959889725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/6842959539959889725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-hope-they-write-me-on-my-mission.html' title='Mission Addresses'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/Snojt6E03oI/AAAAAAAAAiw/R6LD7x52AXg/s72-c/T%26B+Missionaries.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-791941176632604230</id><published>2009-07-10T19:23:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T20:21:20.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Think We Got a Job</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SlgB8dRY-VI/AAAAAAAAAio/_jw3Tj57U1E/s1600-h/Millionaires.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 189px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SlgB8dRY-VI/AAAAAAAAAio/_jw3Tj57U1E/s400/Millionaires.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357033894918551890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        We are unemployed. That's all there is to it. We aren't earning income and we aren't making a living. Businesses just wouldn't hire two guys who were leaving in a couple months. I can't blame them.&lt;br /&gt;           For weeks we've been wondering how we could earn some cash. We've done a few odd jobs here and there, but still no substantial income. Then, the answer came. You see, we happen to know two small business tycoons who have a total monopoly on the neighborhood. What do they do you might ask? They are in the golf and beverage industries.&lt;br /&gt;       That's right, golf and beverage. Who are the tycoons? None other than our young siblings, Mason and Tess. Mason fishes golf balls out of the pond and sells them to golfers while Tess sells lemonade. Together they can pull in a hundred bucks a day! That's more than our combined tips at the golf course.&lt;br /&gt;        So how do we earn money this summer? We go to work for Mason and Tess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-791941176632604230?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/791941176632604230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=791941176632604230' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/791941176632604230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/791941176632604230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-think-we-got-job.html' title='I Think We Got a Job'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SlgB8dRY-VI/AAAAAAAAAio/_jw3Tj57U1E/s72-c/Millionaires.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-3883612447015562630</id><published>2009-06-30T18:51:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T19:12:42.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bryan's Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="426" height="354" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b6a5e9c1828b3211" 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" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db6a5e9c1828b3211%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331072781%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6AB06B781804ED8C844FA18AC2E202ED249B1FC5.6A79141D24A2F8CC38F2C9F87BC7CC5A46216FE5%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db6a5e9c1828b3211%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_nM48KFBNyGf6bjqOeeldNDrBLo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="426" height="354" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db6a5e9c1828b3211%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331072781%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6AB06B781804ED8C844FA18AC2E202ED249B1FC5.6A79141D24A2F8CC38F2C9F87BC7CC5A46216FE5%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db6a5e9c1828b3211%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_nM48KFBNyGf6bjqOeeldNDrBLo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Bryan left, I felt a tribute video was in order.&lt;br /&gt;No he didn't leave on his mission. He went to California.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-3883612447015562630?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b6a5e9c1828b3211&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/3883612447015562630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=3883612447015562630' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/3883612447015562630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/3883612447015562630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2009/06/bryans-song_30.html' title='Bryan&apos;s Song'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-147708546805392122</id><published>2009-06-23T15:16:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T16:43:11.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wookie Errors and Jumanji</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SkFfif0lHZI/AAAAAAAAAhY/c2qGWmD81Yk/s1600-h/wookie+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SkFfif0lHZI/AAAAAAAAAhY/c2qGWmD81Yk/s400/wookie+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350662878555086226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Have you ever made a mistake, only to hear coming from an onlooker's mouth the words, "Rookie error?" Now imagine if you made a mistake a hundred times worse? What would the onlooker say then? Chances are they would say, "Wookie Error!"&lt;br /&gt;         Wookie errors take their name from the hairy creatures from star wars that are known for their incredible strength and touchy temperament. A wookie error is like a rookie error, but worse; it usually involves accidentally hurting someone or something. For example: You go to put your arm around someone and you jab their eye with your elbow. Wookie Error!&lt;br /&gt;         Or how about the time the Stake President, after renewing someone's recommend, told them to go rip up the old one into 50 pieces and the person obediently did, only to find out they had shredded their son's recommend? Wookie error!&lt;br /&gt;        We all make wookie errors now and then. We accidentally knock down displays at the grocery store. We bash in our friend's car door while backing out the van. We pull out favorite plants thinking they are weeds. Wookie errors happen. Just try not to let them happen all the time.&lt;br /&gt;    Feel free to share a wookie error from your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, we have discovered the origin of the swine flu. We were watching Jumanji  and we observed that at the end of the movie two girls found the game. They must have opened it and started to play. Herein lies the explanation of the swine flu. One of the girls must have rolled the dice and read this message:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Looks like you've rolled&lt;br /&gt;the number two.&lt;br /&gt;Have lots of fun&lt;br /&gt;With the swine flu."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The swine flu will go away when those two girls finish playing the game... which we hope happens soon. I mean, according to the movie, they've been playing since the nineties. Hurry up already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SkFoaA_JtlI/AAAAAAAAAhg/__sBxvOWIU0/s1600-h/Jumanji+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SkFoaA_JtlI/AAAAAAAAAhg/__sBxvOWIU0/s400/Jumanji+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350672628443625042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-147708546805392122?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/147708546805392122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=147708546805392122' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/147708546805392122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/147708546805392122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2009/06/wookie-errors-and-jumanji.html' title='Wookie Errors and Jumanji'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SkFfif0lHZI/AAAAAAAAAhY/c2qGWmD81Yk/s72-c/wookie+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-1087131323540311424</id><published>2009-05-27T22:10:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T22:47:30.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things You Will Never Hear Us Say</title><content type='html'>So we saw a funny list online of things that you'd never hear a redneck say and it got us thinking. We decided to make a list of things you would never hear us say. Feel free to add your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm too full for dessert&lt;br /&gt;2. Do these match?&lt;br /&gt;3. Let's spend the day shopping&lt;br /&gt;4. What a great Jonas Brothers concert&lt;br /&gt;5. Jimmy Stewart movies are lame&lt;br /&gt;6. You're right, canes are out of style&lt;br /&gt;7. This sweater should've been destroyed in the 90's&lt;br /&gt;8. Jeans need to be washed every day&lt;br /&gt;9. I've had too many tacos this week&lt;br /&gt;10 Of course Hayden Christensen was the best Star Wars actor&lt;br /&gt;11. I just ran a marathon&lt;br /&gt;12. 7th Heaven was better than Full House&lt;br /&gt;13. Where can I find the latest Hannah Montana cd?&lt;br /&gt;14. I'm too old for Disney movies&lt;br /&gt;15. Indiana Jones isn't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; cool&lt;br /&gt;16. Stop being so happy&lt;br /&gt;17. Musicals are not really my thing&lt;br /&gt;18. I'm sick of board games&lt;br /&gt;19. Make sure you knock before coming in&lt;br /&gt;20. We should wait until we're invited&lt;br /&gt;21. Baked goods are bad for you&lt;br /&gt;22. Oh look, Sagittarius is out.&lt;br /&gt;23. Don't pick that! It's a flower not a weed!  (Sorry again Sister Henderson)&lt;br /&gt;24. Let's see Space Chimps again&lt;br /&gt;25. Free food doesn't taste as good&lt;br /&gt;26. So our parents were reading our blog...&lt;br /&gt;27. Add me as a friend on Facebook&lt;br /&gt;28. Hotmail is better than Gmail&lt;br /&gt;39. I'm not really interested in other cultures&lt;br /&gt;30. Don't leave comments on our blog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-1087131323540311424?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/1087131323540311424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=1087131323540311424' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/1087131323540311424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/1087131323540311424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2009/05/things-you-will-never-hear-us-say.html' title='Things You Will Never Hear Us Say'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-1569462929068022212</id><published>2009-05-23T15:38:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T16:08:58.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bryan's Mission Call</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/ShiA3UyTfzI/AAAAAAAAAes/76CQPcmXBBc/s1600-h/Missouri+Flag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 233px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/ShiA3UyTfzI/AAAAAAAAAes/76CQPcmXBBc/s400/Missouri+Flag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339159046208585522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="allcaps"&gt;D&amp;amp;C 57&lt;br /&gt;1 Hearken,&lt;/span&gt; O ye elders of my church, saith the Lord your God, who have assembled yourselves together, according to my commandments, in this land, which is the land of Missouri, which is the land which I have appointed and consecrated for  of the saints.   &lt;div class="verse"&gt;&lt;a name="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div id="dc/57/2" onclick="return toggleMarked(event, this)"&gt;   2  Wherefore, this is the land of promise, and the place for the city of Zion. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="hilite"&gt; &lt;div class="verse"&gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div id="dc/57/3" onclick="return toggleMarked(event, this)"&gt;   3 And thus saith the Lord your God, if you will receive wisdom here is wisdom. Behold, the place which is now called Independence is the center place; and a spot for the temple is lying westward, upon a lot which is not far from the courthouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, Bryan is going to Independence Missouri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam-Ondhi Ahman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/ShiBygqPJqI/AAAAAAAAAe0/QCfj7zS21Pg/s1600-h/Adam-ondi-Ahman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/ShiBygqPJqI/AAAAAAAAAe0/QCfj7zS21Pg/s400/Adam-ondi-Ahman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339160063008253602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-1569462929068022212?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/1569462929068022212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=1569462929068022212' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/1569462929068022212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/1569462929068022212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2009/05/independence-missouri.html' title='Bryan&apos;s Mission Call'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/ShiA3UyTfzI/AAAAAAAAAes/76CQPcmXBBc/s72-c/Missouri+Flag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-6300130104744073055</id><published>2009-05-14T18:10:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T13:14:28.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Makes a Man a Man?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SgzZ0NHWeqI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aFgrLe2x23g/s1600-h/tanner+is+lame.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 392px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SgzZ0NHWeqI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aFgrLe2x23g/s400/tanner+is+lame.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335879149424114338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we were asked to transport and hang drywall at a construction site. We quickly realized that we knew nothing about building and fixing things (You have to know those things to be a true man right?). It didn't help that we were working next to Perkins, the manliest man of all (no offense to Harrison Ford). He is a straight up beard-sporting, wood-chopping, pancake-devouring, cabin-building, 6' 6'' lumberjack. It was a humbling experience that reminded us of how uncool we sometimes are. We are the kind of guys that they tell to practice nailing nails into a 2x4 instead of actually working. A quick antidote for pride is remembering that you couldn't even drill a screw into a wall. Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it we are uncool in a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. You can't win 'em all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-6300130104744073055?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/6300130104744073055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=6300130104744073055' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/6300130104744073055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/6300130104744073055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-makes-man-man.html' title='What Makes a Man a Man?'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SgzZ0NHWeqI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aFgrLe2x23g/s72-c/tanner+is+lame.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-5316304480715790963</id><published>2009-05-05T08:59:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T11:53:27.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SgBtZhVJ8XI/AAAAAAAAAd8/jjLRL9a9iJs/s1600-h/Jenkins+2+Final.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 365px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SgBtZhVJ8XI/AAAAAAAAAd8/jjLRL9a9iJs/s400/Jenkins+2+Final.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332382244017926514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alert Alert! There is a spreading epidemic more dangerous and more contagious than swine flu! It's called "The Jenkins" and it is back in full fury on college campuses around the globe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We first became aware of the Jenkins last semester around finals time. Once finals were over, students began building up immunities to the Jenkins, but now that the school year is almost over, the Jenkins has come back with extreme vengeance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our scientific research and treatment team has already diagnosed over 173 cases. Only 30 of those were diagnosed quickly enough to receive prescribed treatment. It is important that you are aware of the Jenkins, both for your sake and for your loved ones. Remember, there are several symptoms of the Jenkins. It is important to watch for these symptoms so you can receive or recommend help:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Severe Anxiety&lt;br /&gt;-Constantly being on the brink of tears&lt;br /&gt;-Random blurting out of memorized information&lt;br /&gt;-Inability to do simple mathematical equations&lt;br /&gt;-Pacing in circles&lt;br /&gt;-Incessant muttering and mumbling&lt;br /&gt;-Using teachers' names like swear words&lt;br /&gt;-Inexplicable fear of every-day tasks&lt;br /&gt;-Denial&lt;br /&gt;-Loud outbursts of phrases like: "Don't touch my homework!", "When you do math you have to talk to yourself!", "I'm not on the Jenkins!" "I stared at my calculator til my eyes had a seizure." "I've been in the library for fourteen straight hours and I'm still going to fail!!!", "I have to... gum.. ghojackontipskqueik."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have the Jenkins it is vital that you stay calm. Don't try to focus on too many things at once. Only worry about one thing at a time. Stay positive. You can succeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have any further questions contact us at the GilliFlem Student Practice located in E 3D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARNING: Do not startle any Samoans who you suspect might have the Jenkins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Happy Cinco De Mayo. The cafeteria celebrated by putting a picture of Italian folk dancers on the milk dispenser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SgBzdb7aKII/AAAAAAAAAeE/78fvj2qXAhk/s1600-h/lunchroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SgBzdb7aKII/AAAAAAAAAeE/78fvj2qXAhk/s400/lunchroom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332388908357003394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-5316304480715790963?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/5316304480715790963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=5316304480715790963' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/5316304480715790963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/5316304480715790963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2009/05/theyre-back.html' title='It&apos;s Back!'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SgBtZhVJ8XI/AAAAAAAAAd8/jjLRL9a9iJs/s72-c/Jenkins+2+Final.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-8435146983157462656</id><published>2009-04-18T18:09:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T21:54:40.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hope They Call Me on a Mission</title><content type='html'>Even though I haven't grown a foot or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/Sep6o8h63VI/AAAAAAAAAdE/rEJzzyAW6Pg/s1600-h/Brazillian+flag.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/Sep6o8h63VI/AAAAAAAAAdE/rEJzzyAW6Pg/s400/Brazillian+flag.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326204353180786002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am going to the Brazil Joao Pessoa mission (Same mission as Chris Clark!). I report to the Brazil Missionary Training Center on August 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SequEbLMSoI/AAAAAAAAAdc/_12gAQfOEFc/s1600-h/IMG_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SequEbLMSoI/AAAAAAAAAdc/_12gAQfOEFc/s400/IMG_0018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326260900356442754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SeqtCGMOnFI/AAAAAAAAAdM/BaspOQnABio/s1600-h/IMG_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SeqtCGMOnFI/AAAAAAAAAdM/BaspOQnABio/s400/IMG_0007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326259760852278354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-8435146983157462656?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/8435146983157462656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=8435146983157462656' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/8435146983157462656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/8435146983157462656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-hope-they-call-me-on-mission.html' title='I Hope They Call Me on a Mission'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/Sep6o8h63VI/AAAAAAAAAdE/rEJzzyAW6Pg/s72-c/Brazillian+flag.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-8610254740521791907</id><published>2009-04-02T20:11:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T20:46:01.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Time for Everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SdWENN5xDFI/AAAAAAAAAco/P3PGd_H7-vo/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SdWENN5xDFI/AAAAAAAAAco/P3PGd_H7-vo/s400/Picture+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320303897413225554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SdWD8GePCgI/AAAAAAAAAcg/B6QKnwe4qzo/s1600-h/Picture+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SdWD8GePCgI/AAAAAAAAAcg/B6QKnwe4qzo/s320/Picture+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320303603360926210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SdWDkjfroII/AAAAAAAAAcY/ZjCPQJFBBBs/s1600-h/Picture+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SdWDkjfroII/AAAAAAAAAcY/ZjCPQJFBBBs/s320/Picture+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320303198834761858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SdWDUUoS6fI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2N10Zb-nhBo/s1600-h/Picture+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SdWDUUoS6fI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2N10Zb-nhBo/s320/Picture+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320302919966452210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Today I conquered a fear; I gave blood. It wasn't as bad as I expected. Getting stuck in the finger with that box cutter was probably the worst part.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-8610254740521791907?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/8610254740521791907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=8610254740521791907' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/8610254740521791907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/8610254740521791907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2009/04/first-time-for-everything.html' title='First Time for Everything'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SdWENN5xDFI/AAAAAAAAAco/P3PGd_H7-vo/s72-c/Picture+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-5608100601221870481</id><published>2009-03-20T11:16:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T11:35:11.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Deal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/ScPd4XmT0kI/AAAAAAAAAbo/CD84qzDyplA/s1600-h/CIMG3850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/ScPd4XmT0kI/AAAAAAAAAbo/CD84qzDyplA/s400/CIMG3850.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315335945704428098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe that you can get a double flavored snow cone only 50 cents (75 cents if you want cream)?! We challenge anyone to find a better deal! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a couple weekends ago Sterling Smith visited paid us a visit and we felt we must initiate him into the "I Love Fifty Cent Snow Cones Club." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We figured if we told people about the greatest deal in the world, or maybe just this side of the Mississippi, then more people would want to visit us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/ScPhjJ8iA-I/AAAAAAAAAbw/L5NtEyF7Ts4/s1600-h/grandpa+snow+cone.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/ScPhjJ8iA-I/AAAAAAAAAbw/L5NtEyF7Ts4/s320/grandpa+snow+cone.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315339979308794850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-5608100601221870481?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/5608100601221870481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=5608100601221870481' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/5608100601221870481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/5608100601221870481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2009/03/best-deal.html' title='The Best Deal'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/ScPd4XmT0kI/AAAAAAAAAbo/CD84qzDyplA/s72-c/CIMG3850.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-3494424603768609042</id><published>2009-03-13T10:15:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T16:43:40.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why We Build Temples</title><content type='html'>Here is a video the Church posted for this week's "Mormon Message." It is in response to an upcoming episode of HBO's &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Big Love&lt;/span&gt; that is said to depict temple ceremonies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-x_-TQivCx8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-x_-TQivCx8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;type in this address to see the Church's official statement about the episode:&lt;br /&gt;http://newsroom.lds.org/ldsnewsroom/eng/commentary/the-publicity-dilemma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-3494424603768609042?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/3494424603768609042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=3494424603768609042' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/3494424603768609042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/3494424603768609042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2009/03/why-we-build-temples.html' title='Why We Build Temples'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-874801277302765357</id><published>2009-03-09T12:04:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T23:18:52.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Apology to Our Readers</title><content type='html'>I sincerely ask for forgiveness from all those whom I have deceived over the years. I would not have done so if I had known the truth myself. Last night I was given a piece of information that changed my very identity. Since then I have been re-evaluating my life. What is this piece of information you ask? Here it is: The Gillilands are NOT Irish; They are Scottish. I am Scottish! All my life I have told people I was Irish. I have stood proudly, wearing green and eating clover... well, maybe not the clover part. But I have been proud of my heritage. Though, I admit there was always something strange about it. For some unexplainable reason I loved bagpipe music, I loved to watch caber tossing, Sean Connery was my favorite actor, I had an uncanny dislike for the British... okay that part may not be true either. Still, I knew I had Scottish tendencies, but I was too ashamed to admit it, afraid that I would disgrace my Irish heritage. Now it all makes sense. I am Scottish. I am Scottish! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SbV2KYGs5OI/AAAAAAAAAbY/p6g_frDKNFk/s1600-h/Irish+vs.+Scottish+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SbV2KYGs5OI/AAAAAAAAAbY/p6g_frDKNFk/s400/Irish+vs.+Scottish+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311281256194696418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Last night Bryan found out that he is African.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SbYGNQwKStI/AAAAAAAAAbg/Wa13AC2GT0M/s1600-h/Black+Bryan.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 322px; height: 396px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SbYGNQwKStI/AAAAAAAAAbg/Wa13AC2GT0M/s400/Black+Bryan.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311439635435113170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-874801277302765357?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/874801277302765357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=874801277302765357' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/874801277302765357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/874801277302765357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2009/03/apology-to-our-readers.html' title='An Apology to Our Readers'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SbV2KYGs5OI/AAAAAAAAAbY/p6g_frDKNFk/s72-c/Irish+vs.+Scottish+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-7116167174100680047</id><published>2009-02-17T13:13:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T11:38:05.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy St. Patrick's Day.... not!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SZsh8ldWb6I/AAAAAAAAAbA/wOb8m4gj1_s/s1600-h/St.+Patrick%27s+Day.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 329px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SZsh8ldWb6I/AAAAAAAAAbA/wOb8m4gj1_s/s400/St.+Patrick%27s+Day.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303870310889975714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   This morning I was able to eat breakfast in the cafeteria, an activity in which I do not normally participate due to the limit on my meal plan. Apart from the pleasantry of being able to eat breakfast, I thought the day was going to be as normal as any other. You can imagine my surprise when upon walking into "The Eat Place" I realized it was decked out in full blown St. Patty's day celebration. Pictures of Leprechauns adorned the front desk and green banners that read "Happy St. Patrick's Day," were strung all over the walls.&lt;br /&gt;   "How come I didn't know it was St. Patrick's Day?!" I asked my self in confusion. I quickly raced back to my room to get my green tie on so as to not get pinched by those Irish enthusiasts. After making it into my room unpinched I asked Bryan if he knew it was St. Patrick's Day.&lt;br /&gt;    Turns out that I'm the only person who didn't know that St. Patrick's Day is in March. Why did the cafeteria have to confuse me like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS Contrary to popular believe, we do love hearing from people&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-7116167174100680047?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/7116167174100680047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=7116167174100680047' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/7116167174100680047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/7116167174100680047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-st-patricks-day-not.html' title='Happy St. Patrick&apos;s Day.... not!'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SZsh8ldWb6I/AAAAAAAAAbA/wOb8m4gj1_s/s72-c/St.+Patrick%27s+Day.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-1519952292200635120</id><published>2009-02-07T16:45:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T17:02:52.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Algebra Angst</title><content type='html'>They say math is easy because there are set rules and only one answer for every equation (turns out that's not true.) They say that math has an order and that once you understand the concept, you can work out any problem. I'd rather do art, and here's why:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College Algebra Notes February 2, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "There are infinite counting numbers and infinity +1 whole numbers (I thought those were the same...). If there are infinity +1 whole numbers then there are infinity x2 integers. Between each integer is an infinite number of rational numbers, and an infinitely greater number of irrational numbers. For every real number, there is an infinite amount of imaginary numbers, though they don't actually exist."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they say math is easy to wrap your head around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-1519952292200635120?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/1519952292200635120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=1519952292200635120' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/1519952292200635120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/1519952292200635120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2009/02/algebra-angst.html' title='Algebra Angst'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-975776573940198006</id><published>2009-01-16T17:08:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T13:20:56.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How Many Ninjas Can You See?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SXEiVIeOFvI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/LObiU1OTKN8/s1600-h/Thatcher.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SXEiVIeOFvI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/LObiU1OTKN8/s400/Thatcher.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292048783583876850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXACTLY!&lt;br /&gt; Last night our newly created ninja clan went a-ninja-ing. Golden Blade (Tanner), Windsong (Race Davis), and Night Hawk (Bryce Bigham), the perfect ninja trio, frightened unsuspecting girls in the Goodman apartments. With night as their only cover, and the mind as their greatest weapon, the ninjas stealthily carried out their mission of wreaking ninjatical havoc. &lt;br /&gt; Wearing a ninja outfit really does give you some amazing abilities. Bryce, for instance, can disappear in a flash and we won't find him for 10 minutes. Race, well, I bet no other human being can climb a pecan tree so fast. Me, I feel like I can jump/ cartwheel over anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might grow out of doing this some day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, our ninja clan has no name. So please, tell us a good ninja name and we'll enter you in a drawing to receive 50.... high fives. Hurry, this offer is only good while supplies last. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HIYA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SXEiG92wS3I/AAAAAAAAAaI/UA70FU8yNJ4/s1600-h/Ninja+pic.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 329px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SXEiG92wS3I/AAAAAAAAAaI/UA70FU8yNJ4/s400/Ninja+pic.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292048540215823218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-975776573940198006?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/975776573940198006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=975776573940198006' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/975776573940198006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/975776573940198006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2009/01/how-many-ninjas-can-you-see.html' title='How Many Ninjas Can You See?'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SXEiVIeOFvI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/LObiU1OTKN8/s72-c/Thatcher.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-3565614978203652984</id><published>2009-01-10T14:12:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T14:46:00.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoveling for Sweaters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SWkRhntDQ1I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/G-tyBXXKTjk/s1600-h/Sweaters!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SWkRhntDQ1I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/G-tyBXXKTjk/s400/Sweaters!.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289778506614653778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Over the holiday break we were blessed with an abundance of the magical frozen white substance we like to call snow. How beautiful the sight of freshly fallen snow! The flip side to the splendor of the blanco blanket is having to shovel it off the driveway, and since we live in a quiet neighborhood full of retirees, there was much shoveling to be had. &lt;br /&gt;  On one sunny afternoon following some heavy snowfall, we were visited by our college friends Caitlyn and Sharla, and Caitlyn's two sisters. Bryan was shoveling the driveway of an old European lady down the street and in order to progress to the adventures of the evening we found it expedient to assist him in his shoveling effort.&lt;br /&gt;  In return for clearing her driveway, the lady, Alexandra (or Mrs. Doubtfire as we call her), gave each of us a sweater from 1980. "Don't worry," she said. "Fashions come back every 20 years." Unfortunately,it has been 9 years since the 20 year mark so now we have to wait until 2020 for our sweaters to come back in style. I don't know though, I think turtle necks are always the way to go!&lt;br /&gt;  I don't know if it's possible, but for some reason I got the idea that some people were a little embarrassed to be seen in their antique apparel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-3565614978203652984?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/3565614978203652984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=3565614978203652984' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/3565614978203652984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/3565614978203652984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2009/01/shoveling-for-sweaters.html' title='Shoveling for Sweaters'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SWkRhntDQ1I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/G-tyBXXKTjk/s72-c/Sweaters!.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-2821771560167757608</id><published>2008-12-15T12:55:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T14:00:05.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brent on Politics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SUa-DWTOEVI/AAAAAAAAAZY/pymP50WNCTo/s1600-h/Brent%27s+Politics.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SUa-DWTOEVI/AAAAAAAAAZY/pymP50WNCTo/s400/Brent%27s+Politics.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280116577873563986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Being home has provided us with a very unique opportunity to hear the thoughts of many people on the recent political goings on. One such person is the infamous political commentator, Brent Gilliland. Barely five years old, Mr. Gilliland has made a name for himself in the political world with his catch phrase "I'm not listening!" &lt;br /&gt;     Below is an interview with Mr. Brent Gilliland on the politicians, President Elect Barack Obama, and Senator John McCain. Please note that the views expressed in this interview are NOT necessarily the views of Bryan, Tanner, Barack Obama, John McCain, Brent's parents, blogspot, OPEC, the internet, the Whig Party, Walmart, or Taco Bell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;TB (Tanner and Bryan) :&lt;/span&gt; Brent, will you tell us about Obama?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BG (Brent Gilliland):&lt;/span&gt; Obama makes gas cost a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;TB&lt;/span&gt;: IN your opinion, what does Obama want to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BG:&lt;/span&gt; He wants to take over the whole city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;TB:&lt;/span&gt; The whole city?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BG:&lt;/span&gt; He wants to take over the whole city. And he just wants take over every house. And he is building mouses to get inside the house and light it on fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BG:&lt;/span&gt; Thank you Brent. I think we should move on. Tell us about John McCain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BG:&lt;/span&gt; McCain just wants to find Obama. He doesn't like him. He just wants to put him in jail. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;TB:&lt;/span&gt; Thank you Brent, I think we're out of time.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;    That Brent is the most intense 5-year old we've ever met. Other quotes from him include: &lt;br /&gt;"[My sister] Tess is only 7 years old. My whole family thinks she's 8, but she's not"         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's 9 plus 2?... 92!"       and finally, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They are not called Fritos! They are called Mac-neetos!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-2821771560167757608?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/2821771560167757608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=2821771560167757608' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/2821771560167757608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/2821771560167757608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2008/12/brent-on-politics.html' title='Brent on Politics'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SUa-DWTOEVI/AAAAAAAAAZY/pymP50WNCTo/s72-c/Brent%27s+Politics.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-8977474643075313974</id><published>2008-12-11T11:30:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:31:02.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Appendix</title><content type='html'>I sit here now, I can not walk&lt;br /&gt;Yet about my story I must talk&lt;br /&gt;It started some time Friday night&lt;br /&gt;When my stomach hurt, 'twas no delight &lt;br /&gt;The whole next day I lied in bed&lt;br /&gt;"There is no peace in my gut" I said&lt;br /&gt;Round six o'clock I think it was &lt;br /&gt;I made my way through the city buzz&lt;br /&gt;And stopped inside the emergency room&lt;br /&gt;A solemn place of constant gloom&lt;br /&gt;The doctor came and looked at me&lt;br /&gt;Then placed his hands on my tummy&lt;br /&gt;He smiled and said "It's sure enough"&lt;br /&gt;I nodded back and acted tough&lt;br /&gt;Appendicitis was the causation&lt;br /&gt;The surgery room my destination &lt;br /&gt;With an IV in for rehydration&lt;br /&gt;And a gurney for my transportation&lt;br /&gt;They prepped me for the operation &lt;br /&gt;That would remove the inflammation&lt;br /&gt;What happened next is hard to tell&lt;br /&gt;I woke up feeling pretty swell&lt;br /&gt;And since then I have recovered &lt;br /&gt;No more problems were discovered &lt;br /&gt;They sent me home, that's where I am&lt;br /&gt;Instead of taking my exams&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-8977474643075313974?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/8977474643075313974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=8977474643075313974' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/8977474643075313974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/8977474643075313974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2008/12/song-of-appendix.html' title='Song of the Appendix'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-3834963157677438614</id><published>2008-11-25T17:19:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T18:29:27.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Not Doctors But...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SSymbmI2lSI/AAAAAAAAAYo/46ZaxJEDS-0/s1600-h/Doctors.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 377px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SSymbmI2lSI/AAAAAAAAAYo/46ZaxJEDS-0/s400/Doctors.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272772256768365858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  We have a peculiar knack for accurate diagnoses. After exhaustive testing, keen observation, and countless hours of recording and analyzing data, we have come to the expert conclusion that there is an extreme case of SSFSS (Severe Stress From School Syndrome), commonly known as The Jenkins, rampant on campus. Our colleagues inform us that this syndrome is not confined to this campus alone, but is prevalent in many institutions of education around the world. Here is an excerpt from our scientific journal: &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Monday, November 24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Test subject is rolling around the room. She(or he. We don't disclose the identity of our test subjects without written consent) is perpetually switching from an exceedingly giddy mood into a lugubrious stupor. The subject is always on the brink of tears, not particularly out of sorrow, but from the overwhelming feeling of inability to meet the demands of a rigorous schedule. Subject is very jumpy and scares very easily. Subject is aware of the need to do homework. Subject apparently finds doing homework impossible. Subject is overwhelmed by a clicking noise coming from subject's computer. Subject is getting frantic because too many people are trying to talk. End Journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chances are that until this semester ends, you may see someone you love with The Jenkins. You can recognize the Jenkins by these common symptoms:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-restlessness &lt;br /&gt;-severe lack of sleep&lt;br /&gt;-overemotional&lt;br /&gt;-extreme elation followed by extreme sadness&lt;br /&gt;-feeling overwhelmed&lt;br /&gt;-unfocusing or bloodshot eyes&lt;br /&gt;-spontaneous spewing of memorized information&lt;br /&gt;-fingernail sensitivity&lt;br /&gt;-fear of getting called the wrong name&lt;br /&gt;-Reading without comprehension&lt;br /&gt;-Inability to do mathematical equations&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-3834963157677438614?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/3834963157677438614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=3834963157677438614' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/3834963157677438614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/3834963157677438614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2008/11/were-not-doctors-but.html' title='We&apos;re Not Doctors But...'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SSymbmI2lSI/AAAAAAAAAYo/46ZaxJEDS-0/s72-c/Doctors.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-5144138901266269774</id><published>2008-11-16T18:08:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T18:34:04.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One of Your Favorite Hymns</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SSDEkWSY12I/AAAAAAAAAYg/5s6VJG6ta9Y/s1600-h/hymnal.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 163px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SSDEkWSY12I/AAAAAAAAAYg/5s6VJG6ta9Y/s400/hymnal.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269427692760520546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Today in Sacrament Meeting instead of talks, we had sort of a musical testimony meeting. Anyone could get up and talk about a favorite hymn and then the congregation would sing a verse or two from the chosen song. The meeting was very enjoyable and we thought how much we'd like to hear more about people's favorite hymns. We soon realized that our blog would be a perfect way for that to happen. So, here it is. Please share with us your one of your favorite hymns. If it's not too personal, you could also share the reason why it is one of your favorites (We say "one of" because we're sure that everyone has many favorites).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I'll start off. One of my favorite hymns is All Creatures of Our God and King. On days when I am filled with the Spirit the whole world seems to testify of God and His love for me and I feel like singing "Allelujiah" with the rest of creation. It is a triumphant song of praise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HSb1-9i-fDA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HSb1-9i-fDA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&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/1335666444363597865-5144138901266269774?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/5144138901266269774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=5144138901266269774' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/5144138901266269774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/5144138901266269774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2008/11/one-of-your-favorite-hymns.html' title='One of Your Favorite Hymns'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SSDEkWSY12I/AAAAAAAAAYg/5s6VJG6ta9Y/s72-c/hymnal.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-5283091811956683643</id><published>2008-11-10T11:35:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T12:35:35.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not BYU, but...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SRiM8X1lZWI/AAAAAAAAAYY/klN1eDz5rfs/s1600-h/Craig+C.+Christensen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 380px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SRiM8X1lZWI/AAAAAAAAAYY/klN1eDz5rfs/s400/Craig+C.+Christensen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267114733028599138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  We still get some amazing speakers here at EA. Craig C. Christensen of the First Quorum of the Seventy (He gave a talk in General Conference last April called A Book With a Promise) with his wife, as well as the Tucson Mission President and his wife, addressed the Gila Valley young single adults in a fireside last night. &lt;br /&gt;  Elder Christensen spoke about the importance of having the Spirit and being able to discern the messages we are given. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Why does the Spirit have so many names? Because it has so many functions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  President Walker talked about passing The Test. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;It's not about lessons and it's not about meetings. It's about living the Gospel of Jesus Christ every day&lt;/span&gt;. What is good knowing about Christ if we don't know Christ?&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  I hope everyone in Arizona enjoyed last week's Stake Conference Broadcast. It made me grateful to live in THE Valley. Life is good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  We also visited with another noteworthy person yesterday. His name is Tom Rose and he is over a hundred years old. He is a billionaire who says he's going to die broke because he's giving it all to charity. He's told me twice that I should go to Hollywood and become and actor. I don't know. What do you think Mom and Dad? Should I quit college to make movies? :)   &lt;br /&gt;   Here's an article about our friend Tom: http://www.eacourier.com/articles/2008/08/28/lifestyle/doc48b499e489fc8350853871.txt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-5283091811956683643?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/5283091811956683643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=5283091811956683643' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/5283091811956683643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/5283091811956683643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-not-byu-but.html' title='It&apos;s not BYU, but...'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SRiM8X1lZWI/AAAAAAAAAYY/klN1eDz5rfs/s72-c/Craig+C.+Christensen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-2464527072925784087</id><published>2008-10-29T22:15:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T22:18:29.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tanner's Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;My Friend Procrastination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What sayest Thou is man's best friend?&lt;br /&gt;If thou thinketh it the dog,&lt;br /&gt;Thou hast better guess again&lt;br /&gt;For of truth, says I&lt;br /&gt;His greatest friend must be&lt;br /&gt;The one that ever beckoneth&lt;br /&gt;to man, both me and thee&lt;br /&gt;It's name is Procrastinate&lt;br /&gt;And a handy friend it be&lt;br /&gt;Whilst burdened by my labors&lt;br /&gt;It always setteth free&lt;br /&gt;To me it speaketh good things&lt;br /&gt;"Thou hast more time indeed"&lt;br /&gt;And with my chores forgotten&lt;br /&gt;I draw or sleep or read.&lt;br /&gt;Yet always it becometh&lt;br /&gt;That my time is somehow spent&lt;br /&gt;And regretteth I that costly gift&lt;br /&gt;That my friend so kindly lent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men such as I spend their days&lt;br /&gt;To entertain such friends as he&lt;br /&gt;Blinded to that the fact that now&lt;br /&gt;He hath become their enemy&lt;br /&gt;They putteth off their work&lt;br /&gt;to sleep and dance and play&lt;br /&gt;Saying "I will save the work&lt;br /&gt;for a far-off future day"&lt;br /&gt;Yet much sooner than expected&lt;br /&gt;The day at last will come&lt;br /&gt;The bell will ring the fat lady sing&lt;br /&gt;and their toes will all feel numb&lt;br /&gt;Surely one amongst them&lt;br /&gt;will with emotion say&lt;br /&gt;"I had not time to do the work,&lt;br /&gt;Please grant another day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On and on the story goes&lt;br /&gt;of men who procrastinate&lt;br /&gt;Who setteth aside their labor&lt;br /&gt;for chance to recreate&lt;br /&gt;Their fields are never plowed&lt;br /&gt;Their houses never cleaned&lt;br /&gt;Their knowledge never furthered&lt;br /&gt;Their vineyards never gleaned&lt;br /&gt;Their dreams never realized&lt;br /&gt;Their songs are never sung&lt;br /&gt;Never are their fortunes found&lt;br /&gt;Their races never won&lt;br /&gt;Their repentance is delayed&lt;br /&gt;Their good name is diminished&lt;br /&gt;They leave this world without their mark&lt;br /&gt;Their poems are never&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-2464527072925784087?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/2464527072925784087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=2464527072925784087' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/2464527072925784087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/2464527072925784087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2008/10/tanners-poem.html' title='Tanner&apos;s Poem'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-8696779794112666214</id><published>2008-10-28T21:55:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T23:21:47.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fan Meets Tanner and Bryan</title><content type='html'>Tonight we got see Jon Schmidt, live in concert. Even our highest expectations were surpassed. Not only was he an amazing pianist with an incredible ability to improvise, he was also a quality entertainer. We thought we had seen the extent of his antics when he played a song whilst laying on his back with his arms crossed. However he surprised us by playing songs with everything from his head to his elbows to his feet. He danced, sang, performed a feat of magic and finished the encour with a backflip off the stage! What a guy. If anyone ever has the chance to see him, we highly recommend it. &lt;br /&gt; On our way out of the building we noticed Jon signing cds near the doors. Luckily our friend Joyce had a camera. You know, a lot of people try to sneak a picture with Jon Schmidt while he autographs. It's not every day that he gets caught trying to sneak a picture with somebody else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SQfuoJy-C4I/AAAAAAAAAW4/ziSgCW_riP8/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SQfuoJy-C4I/AAAAAAAAAW4/ziSgCW_riP8/s400/014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262437063197592450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-8696779794112666214?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/8696779794112666214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=8696779794112666214' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/8696779794112666214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/8696779794112666214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2008/10/fan-meets-tanner-and-bryan.html' title='A Fan Meets Tanner and Bryan'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SQfuoJy-C4I/AAAAAAAAAW4/ziSgCW_riP8/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-3583166608293657716</id><published>2008-10-27T21:29:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T21:57:29.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Raising Campus Awareness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SQaW2lNsC8I/AAAAAAAAAWY/zxsm7K1bE1c/s1600-h/dinosaur+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SQaW2lNsC8I/AAAAAAAAAWY/zxsm7K1bE1c/s400/dinosaur+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262059079075630018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SQaWyXwecZI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/lcy2QL1o2GM/s1600-h/dinosaur+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SQaWyXwecZI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/lcy2QL1o2GM/s400/dinosaur+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262059006743966098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  On my way to class I saw a group of kids gathered in front of the AP Building. My insatiable curiosity brought me closer where I noticed a microphone, speakers, and a banner that said "Soap Box." Apparently the microphone was set up so that anyone could get on the "soap box" and say whatever they wanted. A girl recognized me and asked me to say something. I just couldn't let the opportunity pass. I grabbed the microphone and then started talking about the first thing that came to my mind: Dinosaurs. My speech went something like this:&lt;br /&gt;  "Dinosaurs are extinct, right? Wrong. Dinosaurs are well and alive but their existence is kept secret by our government who wants to keep us in ignorant submission so that they can keep their congressional funding for hoaxes like 'global warming.' Did you know that dinosaurs cause .013% of all fatal car accidents in the U.S. alone?  &lt;br /&gt;   We CDRs, or Certified Dinosaur Wranglers (I know Wranglers doesn't start with an R. CDW already stands for Celtic Disk Wobblers, so we couldn't use it), are trying to raise awareness so that we can put a stop to dinosaur attacks on the general public. The other day I came across a wreck that had all the signs of a dinosaur attack: skid marks, broken glass, and twisted metal. I walked up to the Police officer in charge and told him, 'I know this looks like a typical wreck, but I know it was a dinosaur attack. I believe I have jurisdiction in this case.' I showed him my badge and he had me escorted off the scene. This is EXACTLY the behavior we CDRs are trying to get rid of. Everyone, please continue to raise Dinosaur Awareness so that we can protect our people!"&lt;br /&gt;     Special thanks to CDR Matt Loper who first brought the dinosaur threat to my attention.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   I think the kids liked it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-3583166608293657716?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/3583166608293657716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=3583166608293657716' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/3583166608293657716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/3583166608293657716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2008/10/raising-campus-awareness.html' title='Raising Campus Awareness'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SQaW2lNsC8I/AAAAAAAAAWY/zxsm7K1bE1c/s72-c/dinosaur+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-6769568688467845764</id><published>2008-10-22T14:27:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T14:33:07.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Know a Guy who knows a Guy</title><content type='html'>While we were in Flagstaff we had the pleasure of attending our home ward again. To keep with tradition, we went to Priests Quorum to see our friend and leader Brother Dillon. Apparently we aren't the coolest people who have visited him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SP-b4TXVGvI/AAAAAAAAAVw/5O9VbDiO5KE/s1600-h/GCA_MCCAIN1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SP-b4TXVGvI/AAAAAAAAAVw/5O9VbDiO5KE/s400/GCA_MCCAIN1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260094281365134066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-6769568688467845764?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/6769568688467845764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=6769568688467845764' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/6769568688467845764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/6769568688467845764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2008/10/we-know-guy-who-knows-guy.html' title='We Know a Guy who knows a Guy'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SP-b4TXVGvI/AAAAAAAAAVw/5O9VbDiO5KE/s72-c/GCA_MCCAIN1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-2488069584608450586</id><published>2008-10-21T18:41:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T18:57:39.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Looks Like Tanner's Going Fishing</title><content type='html'>On the way back from dinner tonight I recommended that we take the elevator instead of the stairs. I was singing and spinning my keys around my finger. Suddenly my keys flew off my finger and started sliding towards the open elevator. In the middle of saying "I hope those don't fall down the shaft" my keys slid through the crack in the door and down into the shaft. &lt;br /&gt;  My room mates, Joe and Ryan, were happy to help me out, providing me with yarn, a clothes hanger, and photo documentary of the event. After some quick preparations, including removing a magnet from the cabinet door beneath the sink, we set off to go fishing. At first it was hard because the magnet stuck to the shaft wall, but eventually I persevered and retrieved my lost keys. Hooray. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SP6HlkYofMI/AAAAAAAAAU4/RDcljJmIlNQ/s1600-h/IMG_0001-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SP6HlkYofMI/AAAAAAAAAU4/RDcljJmIlNQ/s400/IMG_0001-1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259790494307220674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SP6H-jItZPI/AAAAAAAAAVA/8eLujQvfTQw/s1600-h/IMG_0003-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SP6H-jItZPI/AAAAAAAAAVA/8eLujQvfTQw/s400/IMG_0003-2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259790923468727538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-2488069584608450586?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/2488069584608450586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=2488069584608450586' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/2488069584608450586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/2488069584608450586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2008/10/looks-like-tanners-going-fishing.html' title='Looks Like Tanner&apos;s Going Fishing'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SP6HlkYofMI/AAAAAAAAAU4/RDcljJmIlNQ/s72-c/IMG_0001-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-5556563563845780897</id><published>2008-10-21T16:52:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T17:06:57.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Helping Our Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SP5r1sVm5PI/AAAAAAAAAUw/ZNb-ljYgnrU/s1600-h/IMG_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SP5r1sVm5PI/AAAAAAAAAUw/ZNb-ljYgnrU/s320/IMG_0004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259759984994346226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SP5rxmYSCbI/AAAAAAAAAUo/ZHHH-6YxtnA/s1600-h/IMG_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SP5rxmYSCbI/AAAAAAAAAUo/ZHHH-6YxtnA/s320/IMG_0001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259759914675472818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our friend Wendy fell asleep on our couch yesterday. We couldn't just leave her there all helpless and cold. So, we decided to cover her up. Has anyone seen the play version of Peter Pan? In the play, Peter and the Lost Boys sing a song while they build a house around Wendy. I couldn't resist singing:&lt;br /&gt;"Let's be quiet as a mouse&lt;br /&gt; And build a lovely little house&lt;br /&gt; For Wendy&lt;br /&gt; Oh for Wendy&lt;br /&gt; She's come to stay"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We put all the community chairs around the couch, placed a mattress on top, and then draped blankets over the framework. To finish, we placed a sign that said "Do Not Disturb" on top.I think it was the heat inside the shelter that finally woke her up. Reports say that she awoke "confused, bamboozled, and bewildered."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-5556563563845780897?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/5556563563845780897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=5556563563845780897' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/5556563563845780897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/5556563563845780897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2008/10/helping-our-friend.html' title='Helping Our Friend'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SP5r1sVm5PI/AAAAAAAAAUw/ZNb-ljYgnrU/s72-c/IMG_0004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-8845437627228870213</id><published>2008-10-17T19:03:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T22:44:46.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Creative, or Just Plain Cheap?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPl3C38CPaI/AAAAAAAAAUY/cwf2Z8g5Sb4/s1600-h/IMG_0003-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPl3C38CPaI/AAAAAAAAAUY/cwf2Z8g5Sb4/s400/IMG_0003-1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258364931190963618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Of all the expenses that college students have to pay, I think laundry outweighs them all. I just can't afford to do it anymore. So, after being ripped off by the broken clothes drier and then taking a look at my rapidly depleting treasury, I decided to take laundry into my own hands.... well, the drying portion of my laundry anyway(The chocolate river is no place to wash clothes, so I still have to pay to use our dorm's laundry facility). The result: an article of clothing hangs on every hangeable space on my side of room. I always wondered when that string would come in handy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resulting Story:&lt;br /&gt;Clothes take a very long time to air dry so I have been very limited in my dress options. Today for instance, not having any socks, I wore some tan water sandals. Since I have no dry jeans, I wore blue basketball shorts. On top, I had a red shirt, and since it's cold outside (and inside) I had on my old faded flight jacket. The ensemble, I'm sure, is a hideous fashion No-No, besides the fact that shorts and sandals do little to keep me warm.  &lt;br /&gt;  This evening we were walking with our friend Wendy in the chilly night air. Wendy, upon seeing me shiver with cold, said, "Well, what did you expect? You're wearing sandals!" I replied, "That's because I have no socks!" Suddenly Wendy burst out laughing. She realized that I was dressed this way because I had to. Apparently she thought my appearance was goofy because I had no fashion sense. It was really funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. What's funnier is that I don't have any fashion sense. I would probably dress like this anyway, on a warmer day mind you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-8845437627228870213?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/8845437627228870213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=8845437627228870213' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/8845437627228870213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/8845437627228870213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2008/10/creative-or-just-plain-cheap.html' title='Creative, or Just Plain Cheap?'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPl3C38CPaI/AAAAAAAAAUY/cwf2Z8g5Sb4/s72-c/IMG_0003-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-3008403422528552672</id><published>2008-10-13T16:54:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T17:38:48.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pictures</title><content type='html'>Considering that we won't be able to have a complete family portrait for another three years, my mom thought it was appropriate to get our family pictures taken while we were up for the weekend. Those who are familiar with the ritual of "Family Pictures" understand the massive struggle it is to get a whole family in matching clothes, in the car, and then to the set all in one piece. And that isn't even the hardest part. The major conflict is attempting to get ten people to smile at the exact same time. Needless to say, the photo shoot session ended in tears for a few of us.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPPhQ2PGReI/AAAAAAAAATs/OyJm8jF_wng/s1600-h/Family+Pics_boys_sad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPPhQ2PGReI/AAAAAAAAATs/OyJm8jF_wng/s400/Family+Pics_boys_sad.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256792869624497634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-3008403422528552672?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/3008403422528552672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=3008403422528552672' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/3008403422528552672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/3008403422528552672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2008/10/family-pictures.html' title='Family Pictures'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPPhQ2PGReI/AAAAAAAAATs/OyJm8jF_wng/s72-c/Family+Pics_boys_sad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-8325215449452790948</id><published>2008-10-12T23:57:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T00:17:58.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homecoming Surprise</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QZ9ozFodXnU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QZ9ozFodXnU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were excited to come back to school after our weekend in Flagstaff. Our sojourn at our home in the north lasted 3 days and we were a little worried about how our room mates were going to entertain themselves. Apparently, they had more fun than we anticipated. We entered our room only to see that all our furniture had been entirely rearranged to our absolute delight. Our joy was only matched by the joy that overcame Joe upon discovering that I got Dax's old cell phone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-8325215449452790948?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/8325215449452790948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=8325215449452790948' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/8325215449452790948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/8325215449452790948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2008/10/prank.html' title='Homecoming Surprise'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-5878292965955499789</id><published>2008-10-07T16:32:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T16:51:31.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Due for Haircuts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SOv16lxCv8I/AAAAAAAAATk/4GbSZKrPg-c/s1600-h/Long+Hair.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SOv16lxCv8I/AAAAAAAAATk/4GbSZKrPg-c/s400/Long+Hair.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254563777176846274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend we're going back up to Flag to see Dax before he takes off to the MTC and then to Boston, Ma. Sure, seeing Dax will be nice and everything. After all, we won't see him for another 3 years (we leave in a year. Do the math). But what we're most excited for is........ Hair cuts! Our hairs haven't been cut since the day we moved here. Our shagginess demands that we get haircuts ASAP! Gotta keep the missionary look ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note from the Editor:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SOv1ntghdHI/AAAAAAAAATc/7YjtTcV6AvQ/s1600-h/goofy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 80px; height: 107px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SOv1ntghdHI/AAAAAAAAATc/7YjtTcV6AvQ/s200/goofy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254563452837524594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;                     It has come to my attention that some will read the post above and be exceedingly astonished that we would claim to be more excited for haircuts than to see our soon departing brother. Remember that the nature of this blog involves a little bit of humor. We aren't actually more excited for haircuts than Dax. A beard trim maybe, but certainly not haircuts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-5878292965955499789?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/5878292965955499789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=5878292965955499789' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/5878292965955499789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/5878292965955499789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2008/10/due-for-haircuts.html' title='Due for Haircuts'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SOv16lxCv8I/AAAAAAAAATk/4GbSZKrPg-c/s72-c/Long+Hair.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-6205476357946975040</id><published>2008-09-27T17:37:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T17:46:44.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Case of Missing Blog Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SN7T5S5qyTI/AAAAAAAAATM/ddLP0SrVpTc/s1600-h/SherlockSmall.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SN7T5S5qyTI/AAAAAAAAATM/ddLP0SrVpTc/s200/SherlockSmall.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250867196840298802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a question for any blog-savvy folks. Why are some of our posts disappearing? Remember the one of us in our work clothes, Dax going on a mission, Dad's house, and the one of us as farmers? What is happening?! Is our blog world collapsing? Please let us know if you have any information regarding the matter, or if you have money or food that you would like to give away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-6205476357946975040?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/6205476357946975040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=6205476357946975040' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/6205476357946975040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/6205476357946975040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2008/09/case-of-missing-blog-post.html' title='Case of Missing Blog Post'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SN7T5S5qyTI/AAAAAAAAATM/ddLP0SrVpTc/s72-c/SherlockSmall.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-2388682760719659961</id><published>2008-09-26T21:26:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T13:11:10.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ffb94e93a19d78df" 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" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dffb94e93a19d78df%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331072781%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DC3D5E892839B89B137D6397309791D2C1E128CC.30824CE7951C5789DA3B3D0D3C3F42644C5A50CF%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dffb94e93a19d78df%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUE7q1HV0tcjPV1UhnB6mKcO4nQE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dffb94e93a19d78df%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331072781%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DC3D5E892839B89B137D6397309791D2C1E128CC.30824CE7951C5789DA3B3D0D3C3F42644C5A50CF%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dffb94e93a19d78df%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUE7q1HV0tcjPV1UhnB6mKcO4nQE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a couple of our friends at a volleyball game. Enough said. As you can tell from the video, I'm always thinking about the blog. By the way, Bryan was working in the concession stand. Thus, he is not in the video&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARNING: I just realized how shaky and not fun this video is. Don't watch it if you are subject to dizziness, nausea, under the influence of alcohol, prescription or non-prescription drugs, operating heavy machinery, taming a stallion, watching a Suns game, or eating a Big Mac.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-2388682760719659961?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ffb94e93a19d78df&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/2388682760719659961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=2388682760719659961' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/2388682760719659961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/2388682760719659961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-is-couple-of-our-friends-at.html' title=''/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-5472398193591664044</id><published>2008-09-24T22:26:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T23:11:42.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Batch of Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SNsriMC3pXI/AAAAAAAAARc/-P5bLY-mCko/s1600-h/Dorm+Life+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SNsriMC3pXI/AAAAAAAAARc/-P5bLY-mCko/s320/Dorm+Life+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249837656979252594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SNsriliglII/AAAAAAAAARk/H8C4OlYYtp0/s1600-h/Dorm+Life+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SNsriliglII/AAAAAAAAARk/H8C4OlYYtp0/s320/Dorm+Life+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249837663822845058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SNsri3E-ynI/AAAAAAAAARs/9iuZ96boCBc/s1600-h/Dorm+Life+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SNsri3E-ynI/AAAAAAAAARs/9iuZ96boCBc/s320/Dorm+Life+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249837668530834034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SNsrjvcqHNI/AAAAAAAAAR0/cRtHAvNUnJI/s1600-h/Dorm+Life+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SNsrjvcqHNI/AAAAAAAAAR0/cRtHAvNUnJI/s320/Dorm+Life+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249837683662527698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SNsqCzQOCiI/AAAAAAAAARM/gYA6Uc4gYCI/s1600-h/Dorm+Life+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SNsqDOT4_9I/AAAAAAAAARU/wyNZFLSfzAU/s1600-h/Dorm+Life+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a day unlike any other in the history of Eastern Arizona College. It's called, "Christmas came early!" How, you might ask? Well, we looked in the mailbox and to our delight we found a package. What was in it? Nothing less than heaven rolled up in cinnamon and covered in frosting. Yes, Grandma Gunnell sent us a batch of her famous cinnamon rolls. Since we opened them, we've hardly eaten anything else. Thanks Grandma!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-5472398193591664044?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/5472398193591664044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=5472398193591664044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/5472398193591664044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/5472398193591664044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2008/09/batch-of-heaven.html' title='A Batch of Heaven'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SNsriMC3pXI/AAAAAAAAARc/-P5bLY-mCko/s72-c/Dorm+Life+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-1550427873864973013</id><published>2008-09-20T21:38:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T21:50:29.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tanner Has Culture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SNXSLvQmHsI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/_ulTakSugZI/s1600-h/mexican.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SNXSLvQmHsI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/_ulTakSugZI/s400/mexican.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248332039876648642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SNXQGM7MmJI/AAAAAAAAAQs/sGKrgmallCs/s1600-h/Tanner+Culture.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SNXQGM7MmJI/AAAAAAAAAQs/sGKrgmallCs/s400/Tanner+Culture.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248329745737488530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just got back from El Grito... not actually sure what that means. It must mean "The Fun" because it was so fun. There was delicious FREE Mexican food, Mexican dancing (which I participated in), and so much Mexican Culture! I know I'm a gringo, but I have dark hair and I'm small, so I can kind of blend in. Arrrrrriba! Sometimes I wish I weren't a European mutt, but hey, what can you do?Some people back at home laughed at me for my love of Mariachi and Burritos Fiesta and such. To those people I say, "Look who's having fun at El Grito." Buenos Dias! That's Spanish for Good Dias!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-1550427873864973013?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/1550427873864973013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=1550427873864973013' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/1550427873864973013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/1550427873864973013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2008/09/tanner-has-culture.html' title='Tanner Has Culture'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SNXSLvQmHsI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/_ulTakSugZI/s72-c/mexican.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-8195954100283888304</id><published>2008-09-16T14:57:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T15:02:32.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Environmental Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SNAs59PkMFI/AAAAAAAAAQk/cvyY1Zjye5c/s1600-h/GilaMonster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SNAs59PkMFI/AAAAAAAAAQk/cvyY1Zjye5c/s400/GilaMonster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246742940090642514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Tuesday for our Environmental Biology class we go on a field trip. Our teacher reminds us of Mr. Ray from Finding Nemo. Today on our adventure we saw a Gila Monster! I called out to him, "Gila Hank! We go to your school! Come back with us!" He didn't listen. Anyway, I think that's really cool since not many people get to see Gila Monsters. We also saw a millipede, but that's not as cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-8195954100283888304?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/8195954100283888304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=8195954100283888304' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/8195954100283888304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/8195954100283888304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2008/09/environmental-adventure.html' title='Environmental Adventure'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SNAs59PkMFI/AAAAAAAAAQk/cvyY1Zjye5c/s72-c/GilaMonster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-4442123242627839500</id><published>2008-09-15T11:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T12:26:50.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Institute Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SM6nGMuhvOI/AAAAAAAAAQc/5QhiY-heKdI/s1600-h/IMG_0031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SM6nGMuhvOI/AAAAAAAAAQc/5QhiY-heKdI/s400/IMG_0031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night was our first Institute dance. The theme was High School stereotypes. People pretty much took that to mean: Any group associated with High School. For example, Joe was a teacher, Ryan was a foreign exchange student, Bryan was a Prom King (not Burger King) and I was a Lunch Man.  Our other friends in the picture are Preston (the soccer shirt guy sitting down), Joyce in the black, Wendy as an Emo kid, Adrianna as a Cowgirl (who is getting baptized in October), and Shelby as a Gangsta. We had more fun getting ready for the dance than actually being there. We ended up leaving early to go play Ultimate Frisbee which can be seen below.&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-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/1335666444363597865-4442123242627839500?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/4442123242627839500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=4442123242627839500' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/4442123242627839500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/4442123242627839500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2008/09/institute-dance.html' title='Institute Dance'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SM6nGMuhvOI/AAAAAAAAAQc/5QhiY-heKdI/s72-c/IMG_0031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-3795917669989145165</id><published>2008-09-13T00:06:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T00:13:14.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Game of Choice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SMtn7ifQfpI/AAAAAAAAAP8/VqGDPwhPUF4/s1600-h/Frisbee+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SMtn7ifQfpI/AAAAAAAAAP8/VqGDPwhPUF4/s320/Frisbee+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245400463570927250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SMtnqcQUqvI/AAAAAAAAAP0/TlEuT7u17WE/s1600-h/Frisbee+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SMtnqcQUqvI/AAAAAAAAAP0/TlEuT7u17WE/s320/Frisbee+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245400169839897330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimate Frisbee. Oh yeah. We play this game at least once a week. Unfortunately it's too hot to play in the day so we play at night. It gets pretty intense some times. Tonight we happened to have our photographer friend with us to capture us in epic pose. No cut and paste in these pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-3795917669989145165?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/3795917669989145165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=3795917669989145165' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/3795917669989145165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/3795917669989145165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2008/09/game-of-choice.html' title='The Game of Choice'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SMtn7ifQfpI/AAAAAAAAAP8/VqGDPwhPUF4/s72-c/Frisbee+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-33508629153956518</id><published>2008-09-12T21:02:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T21:04:24.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>By the way...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SMs7uXSu7SI/AAAAAAAAAPk/iOj4WIad7x8/s1600-h/Tanner+cold.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SMs7uXSu7SI/AAAAAAAAAPk/iOj4WIad7x8/s320/Tanner+cold.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245351858715684130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it's so hot in Thatcher, they feel that they need to keep all the buildings at freezing temperatures. Our dorm room is so cold. I do my homework wrapped in a blanket. Bryan is loving it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-33508629153956518?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/33508629153956518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=33508629153956518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/33508629153956518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/33508629153956518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2008/09/by-way.html' title='By the way...'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SMs7uXSu7SI/AAAAAAAAAPk/iOj4WIad7x8/s72-c/Tanner+cold.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-417832725121715381</id><published>2008-09-12T20:55:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T10:51:55.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Banquet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SMs7InW8snI/AAAAAAAAAPc/C9fekSugQk4/s1600-h/What%27s+up+doc.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SMs7InW8snI/AAAAAAAAAPc/C9fekSugQk4/s320/What%27s+up+doc.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245351210193302130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I (Tanner) just got back from a fancy scholarship scholarship banquet. I had to sit at Table 1 with the man giving me the scholarship. The whole thing reminded me so much of "What's Up Doc?" When I was introduced to the man, I saw his comb over and thought to myself "By the way, I love your hair." At one point I said, "Oh my goodness, there goes my napkin" when I accidentally dropped it. It was so funny. Too bad no one else was there to share in such a beautiful moment.&lt;br /&gt;  And just so everyone knows, "semi-formal" does NOT mean a polo and slacks! That's what I was wearing when I first walked in. I looked around at all these people in suits and got really scared. Luckily, I had enough time to run back to my room and grab a nice shirt and tie before the dinner started.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-417832725121715381?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/417832725121715381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=417832725121715381' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/417832725121715381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/417832725121715381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2008/09/banquet.html' title='The Banquet'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SMs7InW8snI/AAAAAAAAAPc/C9fekSugQk4/s72-c/What%27s+up+doc.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-474105129807296417</id><published>2008-08-20T14:07:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T14:21:44.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Environment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SKyKylW9mhI/AAAAAAAAAOg/GIhXWNWfcHs/s1600-h/chocolate+river.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236713068351560210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SKyKylW9mhI/AAAAAAAAAOg/GIhXWNWfcHs/s320/chocolate+river.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, if you didn't realize before, we don't have a camera down here so most of our pictures have been somewhat fabricated, except for occasional shots taken by our roomates, or the ones I have in my email. That said, here is a picture of the "chocolate river" canal that runs directly behind our dorm building. We don't play in it much anymore since the Augustus Gloop incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236712899560384210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SKyKowkAptI/AAAAAAAAAOY/TFhEygtJss4/s320/augustus+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236712725043210866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SKyKemb36nI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/lHs7yv2iUs4/s320/augustus+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-474105129807296417?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/474105129807296417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=474105129807296417' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/474105129807296417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/474105129807296417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2008/08/our-environment.html' title='Our Environment'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SKyKylW9mhI/AAAAAAAAAOg/GIhXWNWfcHs/s72-c/chocolate+river.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-2669613025987319909</id><published>2008-08-19T14:24:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T14:49:59.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eagle Scout</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236343523232139250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SKs6sOgrR_I/AAAAAAAAANY/StCEPNEEDuY/s320/DSC00082%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SKs6mPs_xGI/AAAAAAAAANQ/FiEkZcRKxcw/s1600-h/DSC00077%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236343420473033826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SKs6mPs_xGI/AAAAAAAAANQ/FiEkZcRKxcw/s320/DSC00077%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who are unaware, I, Sir Tanner Michael Gilliland Esquire, was awarded the rank of Eagle Scout a little while back. Knowing that I wouldn't have a court of honor before I left for college, the generous and beautiful Matt Loper arranged a surprise court of honor at his house, complete with a campfire and his famous homemade rootbeer. What sold it for me was seeing Matt in his traditional native garb. On my finger is one of those eagles that balances on its beak. I know, I was amazed! I too thought they were all lost after the 90's. I know this post doesn't fit chronologically, but felt it should be included.&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/1335666444363597865-2669613025987319909?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/2669613025987319909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=2669613025987319909' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/2669613025987319909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/2669613025987319909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2008/08/eagle-scout.html' title='Eagle Scout'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SKs6sOgrR_I/AAAAAAAAANY/StCEPNEEDuY/s72-c/DSC00082%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-5029450421968067447</id><published>2008-08-18T21:19:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T10:48:03.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What brings you on this fine day to the EAC?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SKpKLYuEfLI/AAAAAAAAANI/Ut0htbZUwRk/s1600-h/T%26B+School.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236079076246322354" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SKpKLYuEfLI/AAAAAAAAANI/Ut0htbZUwRk/s320/T%26B+School.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Today was our first day of class. It was actually not that bad. We like the small class sizes where we feel like actual people rather than just numbers. Our professors all seem very friendly and one even managed to get us excited for Environmental Biology! WOW! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-5029450421968067447?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/5029450421968067447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=5029450421968067447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/5029450421968067447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/5029450421968067447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-brings-you-on-this-fine-day-to-eac.html' title='What brings you on this fine day to the EAC?'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SKpKLYuEfLI/AAAAAAAAANI/Ut0htbZUwRk/s72-c/T%26B+School.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-6025741550278824037</id><published>2008-08-18T14:38:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T14:45:24.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the Middle of Nowhere</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SKntZtUGzmI/AAAAAAAAAM8/s8iQU8ei6gY/s1600-h/Tanner+and+bryan+farm.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235977067711352418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SKntZtUGzmI/AAAAAAAAAM8/s8iQU8ei6gY/s320/Tanner+and+bryan+farm.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are officially moved to Thatcher, Arizona, a tiny farming community in the middle of nowhere. But hey, we like it. Everybody is really nice, the food is sometimes delicious, and it is super hot compared to Flagstaff. We'll soon update everyone with info on our room, our roomates, and classes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-6025741550278824037?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/6025741550278824037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=6025741550278824037' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/6025741550278824037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/6025741550278824037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2008/08/middle-of-nowhere.html' title='the Middle of Nowhere'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SKntZtUGzmI/AAAAAAAAAM8/s8iQU8ei6gY/s72-c/Tanner+and+bryan+farm.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-4819997915931080635</id><published>2008-08-07T11:54:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T11:59:01.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dad's House</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SJtFq_c9d9I/AAAAAAAAAMs/UDzwsHxHqTY/s1600-h/Dad%27s+house+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SJtFq_c9d9I/AAAAAAAAAMs/UDzwsHxHqTY/s320/Dad%27s+house+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231851997010687954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dad's house is officially finished. Don't get too excited. It's not sold yet so we still don't get to do all the fun things that were promised "after the house sells."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/TannerG123/DadSHouse/photo#5230859300218454962"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/TannerG123/DadSHouse/photo#5230859300218454962" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-4819997915931080635?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/4819997915931080635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=4819997915931080635' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/4819997915931080635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/4819997915931080635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2008/08/dads-house.html' title='Dad&apos;s House'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SJtFq_c9d9I/AAAAAAAAAMs/UDzwsHxHqTY/s72-c/Dad%27s+house+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-7305826862522226474</id><published>2008-08-01T09:54:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T00:13:25.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elder Gilliland</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SJQJDA1GpqI/AAAAAAAAAIY/qVUek1Ah8_E/s1600-h/DSCF0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SJQJDA1GpqI/AAAAAAAAAIY/qVUek1Ah8_E/s320/DSCF0027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229815014650980002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dax just put in his mission papers and the internet shows that his letter has been sent. His call could come any time. Congratulations Dax!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-7305826862522226474?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/7305826862522226474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=7305826862522226474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/7305826862522226474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/7305826862522226474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2008/08/elder-gilliland.html' title='Elder Gilliland'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SJQJDA1GpqI/AAAAAAAAAIY/qVUek1Ah8_E/s72-c/DSCF0027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-139124023300837769</id><published>2008-08-01T09:29:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T17:43:47.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Off To Work We Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SJM9InbW6FI/AAAAAAAAAIE/6kCNOGoUmgo/s1600-h/DSC09464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SJM9InbW6FI/AAAAAAAAAIE/6kCNOGoUmgo/s320/DSC09464.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229590810539255890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 2 is our last day of work at the Continental Country Club Golf Course.  Sad Day. But who knows, we might have time to work there again before our missions. The course has been good to us. It has brought us namely money, but also laughter, tears, and the great feeling of satisfaction from doing the same thing every day, not to mention free golf . We'll miss it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-139124023300837769?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/139124023300837769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=139124023300837769' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/139124023300837769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/139124023300837769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2008/08/august-2-is-our-last-day-of-work-at.html' title='Off To Work We Go'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SJM9InbW6FI/AAAAAAAAAIE/6kCNOGoUmgo/s72-c/DSC09464.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335666444363597865.post-5064026527500573028</id><published>2008-08-01T00:26:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T00:30:50.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>After Graduation...</title><content type='html'>Things have been kind of crazy since graduation. We're trying to get everything done for college, earn mullah, hang out with friends and still enjoy non-stop ninja action. The summer has been great but we're very excited to move on to bigger and better things... as bigger and better as Thatcher gets. I'm sure we'll love it. The poor tiny town won't know what hit it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1335666444363597865-5064026527500573028?l=tannerandbryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/feeds/5064026527500573028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1335666444363597865&amp;postID=5064026527500573028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/5064026527500573028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1335666444363597865/posts/default/5064026527500573028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tannerandbryan.blogspot.com/2008/08/after-graduation.html' title='After Graduation...'/><author><name>The Tanner and Bryan Experience</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203728598806086337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHxm2e6ZGok/SPkAMmY6eJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M21_s8A4VtI/S220/Tanner+and+Bryan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
