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    <title>joey de vivre</title>
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    <description>Well, hello there little buddy! Welcome to my blog.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I live a fairly humdrum life divided between my art studio, and my night jerb. Occasionally I punctuate my existence here with a bit of revelry and merrymaking, ballywho as well as the oft enjoyed shannanigans. When such instances arise I will document them for posterity and your pleasure.&lt;br/&gt;Enjoy.....</description>
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      <title>1st Thursday</title>
      <link>http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Entries/2009/11/5_1st_Thursday.html</link>
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      <pubDate>Thu, 5 Nov 2009 10:52:46 -0800</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Entries/2009/11/5_1st_Thursday_files/photo.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Media/photo_2.jpg&quot; style=&quot;float:left; padding-right:10px; padding-bottom:10px; width:259px; height:194px;&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;first thursday art walk time. jaime roy and i braved the elements to check out what was going on in pioneer square. we got started down at the &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.lawrimoreproject.com/lp/Lawrimore_Project.html&quot;&gt;lawrimore project.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;there we found a couple instillations of note. the first, a dissent, was a pile of rocks each etched with a word from a critique the artist received. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;the second, flight path, was a mock-up of an anti-aircraft gun firing a number of war planes and helicopters into an adjacent wall. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;moving on to &lt;a href=&quot;http://soilart.org/&quot;&gt;soil&lt;/a&gt;, some great little optical fun with mirrors with parts of the reflective backing removed. when the light shines down on it, there is a reflection of the pattern above, and a mirrored shadow below. pictures don’t do them justice. they’re up through the 28th so go see them yourself.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;at &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.lafamiliagallery.org/main.html&quot;&gt;la familia&lt;/a&gt;, there were a number of “trophies” which were heads of different animals of prey mounted on plaques and hanging from the wall. each animal was constructed entirely out of wire. think they may have been my favorites all day. jaime and i even debated getting one and sharing it.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;at g. gibson, there were some cool cantilevered contraptions that suspended themselves within bell jars and onto walls. the little engineering geek in me loved them.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;the award for LMAO was right around the corner. far too much to document. basically they were blown up notebook paper with graphs and diagrams charting all sorts of hilarious tidbits of life. the best was this diagram of the seven deadly sins and an example of the combinations of the two. enjoy&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;at 619 western there was just one artist that caught my eye. all encaustic paintings on old books and maps etc. here’s one i especially liked.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;on our way back to jaime’s for some tasty soup to warm our bones, we came across a great bit of fall night light outside the train station and had a little photo shoot.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;and then, about 5 min after arriving home on my bike, a ridiculous thunder/lightning/rain/hail/windstorm blew in and through. soooooo, glad i didn’t get stuck out in this!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description>
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      <title>Back in the Saddle</title>
      <link>http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Entries/2009/10/18_Back_in_the_Saddle.html</link>
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      <pubDate>Sun, 18 Oct 2009 13:47:08 -0700</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Entries/2009/10/18_Back_in_the_Saddle_files/DSC04344.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Media/DSC04344.jpg&quot; style=&quot;float:left; padding-right:10px; padding-bottom:10px; width:259px; height:194px;&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;woo to the hoo! picked my bike up at counterbalance after they finely tuned my lovely new machine.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;so here are some photos of the project. first things first, the old bike and with the addition of some aircraft stripper and elbow grease:&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;it had a bit of surface rust so i had to break out the sandpaper and get after it before priming. le resulte:&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;once the main color was done, i then accented the lugs with a different color (“color”s being somewhat a misnomer as they were both different greys.)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;i also, dis-assembled the brakes and matched them to the base-coat. and the final product after a new handle bar, post levers, brake levers, fenders and a little tuning:&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;not sure how i feel about the blue. i think i’m going to swap out the grips and the saddle and go with white on both. then i’m pretty sure the wheels are gonna set things off with a little color, still undecided.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description>
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      <title>the catch up</title>
      <link>http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Entries/2009/10/17_the_catch_up.html</link>
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      <pubDate>Sat, 17 Oct 2009 13:22:31 -0700</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Entries/2009/10/17_the_catch_up_files/youarebeautiful.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Media/youarebeautiful_1.jpg&quot; style=&quot;float:left; padding-right:10px; padding-bottom:10px; width:259px; height:194px;&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;two months, no entries. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;okay i know, some things have happened. had a great memorial day weekend with zach and jess and jeffrey coming into town for mike and nisa’s wedding (photos on facebook). &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;the next week, my bike got stolen from my apartment building (bastards!) a few days later my other bike snapped its chain on my way to work. had to jog it home 3 miles to get my car to get to work on time. then my car needed to go into the shop. so that was my crappy week.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;since then, i have chopped my hawk, grown my beard, and started the hunt to find new diggs and a new jerb. in jerb related news, brian finally got one (YAY!) but is still moving out in two weeks (by friend/neighbor). I’m going to move in with roy (cousin) and shannon (friend) soon as we all agree on a place. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;i found an old 10 speed on craigslist that i bought of a charming british couple. i’ll be picking it up from the shop tomorrow (pics to follow).&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I also have one of my works being exhibited at the International Peace Museum in Dayton Ohio. here is a link: &lt;br/&gt;http://www.artenade.com/ohio/frontpage.aspx&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;sorry for the lack of upkeep. i’ll be better in the future.&lt;br/&gt;promise&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description>
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      <title>HIT BY A CAR</title>
      <link>http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Entries/2009/8/13_Hit_By_a_Car.html</link>
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      <pubDate>Thu, 13 Aug 2009 11:24:48 -0700</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Entries/2009/8/13_Hit_By_a_Car_files/DSC04090.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Media/DSC04090.jpg&quot; style=&quot;float:left; padding-right:10px; padding-bottom:10px; width:259px; height:194px;&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;so this morning i am riding my bike to the studio when i got hit by a car. i tried to stop. she did not (didn’t see me). we made contact. i tucked and would like to think rolled but i believe it was more like flying. although with how slowly time was passing, my thought once i had cleared the car but had yet to land was “that went well”&lt;br/&gt;if your imaginations are racing i have made some playful drawings to further make light of how close it was to all being over (i only entertained that one for a millisecond or so.)&lt;br/&gt;this first one is me on my bike. the second one is a bird’s eye view of the brewing storm. what follows is a crude heads on of the car and my travels onto and over it. then some details of my accident report.&lt;br/&gt;enjoy!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;good times huh? here’s one of me after the accident with my scrapes and bruises. swelling was pretty immediate, as was the arrival of the firemen. they set about checking my vitals and then giving me the thumbs up. one of em asked if i had played football cause i looked like i knew how to take a hit. good skill to have i guess, hope i won’t need to employ it again anytime soon.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;oh and to all of you cynics out there, no i’m not suing. the lady who was driving is gonna pay for my bike to get fixed so all is well.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;“life moves pretty fast....”&lt;br/&gt;                                Ferris Bueller &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description>
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      <title>Best Wedding EVER</title>
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      <pubDate>Sat, 1 Aug 2009 10:58:14 -0700</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Entries/2009/8/1_Best_Wedding_EVER_files/DSC04009.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Media/DSC04009.jpg&quot; style=&quot;float:left; padding-right:10px; padding-bottom:10px; width:259px; height:194px;&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;you couldn’t ask for a better setting, a cuter couple, a more touching ceremony, a more beautiful day, a more fun live band, or better people to share it all with.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;geoff built the arbor that dee’s brother paul married them under. they sweated, they cried, they shined.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;if my wedding is half this good, i will consider it a success!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description>
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      <title>Dee &amp; Geoff: Rehersal</title>
      <link>http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Entries/2009/7/31_DeeDee_and_Geoff.html</link>
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      <pubDate>Fri, 31 Jul 2009 18:38:02 -0700</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Entries/2009/7/31_DeeDee_and_Geoff_files/IMG_3308.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Media/IMG_3308.jpg&quot; style=&quot;float:left; padding-right:10px; padding-bottom:10px; width:259px; height:194px;&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;so, after waking up at 5am to drive back to seattle, justin brian and i loaded up the car and headed to whidbey island for deedee and geoff’s wedding. after their rehearsal dinner they were having everyone over for drinks and merriment.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;after some hiccups with our lodgings, we decided to stay on the mainland. hoped on the ferry over to the island and there we met bruce. bruce is the taxi for the island. it is a dodge caravan. bruce knows everything about the island. he gave us a bit of a tour as we were early for the party.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;once the party started, oh how much fun we had. dee and geoff were so cute with each other. on top of that, the abodeely’s are like the greatest family on the planet so being with all of them is a treat in itself.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description>
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      <title>Lake Week</title>
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      <pubDate>Tue, 28 Jul 2009 11:03:59 -0700</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Entries/2009/7/28_lake_week_files/DSCI0485.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Media/DSCI0485_1.jpg&quot; style=&quot;float:left; padding-right:10px; padding-bottom:10px; width:259px; height:194px;&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;time again for our annual lake week at my grandparents lake cabin in eastern washington. the usual suspects were all there, gorgeous little babies, copious amounts of food, afternoons and evening filled with cocktails cards and laughing. for some reason, the record-breaking heat wave in western washington didn’t make its way to us as it was a perfect 80 degrees all week. lovely&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;my cousin sophia put on a great little dance&lt;br/&gt;routine one evening. precious. she also&lt;br/&gt;celebrated her belated-birthday. one of her&lt;br/&gt;gifts was “my first book” where you draw&lt;br/&gt;all the pictures and write the story. she &lt;br/&gt;decided to write it about me and all the fun &lt;br/&gt;stuff we do together. made me melt inside.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description>
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      <title>Wedding Celebration of Matt and Brenda</title>
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      <pubDate>Sat, 11 Jul 2009 13:37:41 -0700</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Entries/2009/7/11_Wedding_Celebration_of_Matt_and_Brenda_files/IMG_0293.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Media/IMG_0293_1.jpg&quot; style=&quot;float:left; padding-right:10px; padding-bottom:10px; width:258px; height:344px;&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;so my aunt andy hired photographers for the occasion so none of us used our cameras. hopefully i’ll get pictures to update this page soon.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;until then, this is my godson brady. he is #4 of 5 from my cousin travis and his wife krestin. slow down kids!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;congratulations on your union brother (matt). welcome to the family sis (brenda).&lt;br/&gt;</description>
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      <title>Happy Birffday mMerica</title>
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      <pubDate>Sat, 4 Jul 2009 12:59:55 -0700</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Entries/2009/7/4_Happy_Birfday_Merica%21%21_files/DSC035421.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Media/DSC035421.jpg&quot; style=&quot;float:left; padding-right:10px; padding-bottom:10px; width:258px; height:371px;&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;so they guys and i got together to celebrate the birthday of our nation by asserting our manhood (ie blowing stuff up!)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;we met at devin’s house in north bend to clean the shotguns before heading up into the mountains. these pictures don’t quite do the trip justice. these were the nicest parts (and widest parts) of the road by far.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;brian did an excellent job of maneuvering a full-size dodge ram up a trail (road) that i wouldn’t wish on anyone. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;we calmed our nerves with some ice cold refreshments upon arrival. probably one of the nicest views of any shooting gallery. well worth the trouble to get there i would say.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;so we spent the next couple hours learning things about each other. devin is good at shooting clay pigeons. i suck at throwing them. brian takes forever to do stuff. dan excels at pointing that out. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;we had more shells than we needed for the box of trap we brought. luckily for us, the back of brian’s truck was filled with crap that he was supposed to take to the dump (the cleaned out junk from his mom’s office).&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;books, old vhs tapes, dvds, and random refuse. nothing was safe from the aim of our shotguns. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;here are a couple videos of the destruction of said items. my favorite is the book by laura ingraham. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;after getting home and cleaning the guns again. we set about to drinking (now that we were no longer responsible for safety).&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;devin has a 3 hole golf course throughout his lawn. so with pitching wedges and beers in hand, we had ourselves a little golf. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;eventually his in-laws arrived and we settled into some bbq and hanging out with the fam.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;eventually the sun went down and you know what that means....yup, fireworks! not that they hadn’t been going off like bombs all afternoon throughout north bend.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;once we were finished and the family left, we started a fire.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;YAY FIRE!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description>
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      <title>Bike meet Car</title>
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      <pubDate>Wed, 1 Jul 2009 21:22:29 -0700</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Entries/2009/7/1_Bike_meet_Car_files/IMG_0275.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Media/IMG_0275_1.jpg&quot; style=&quot;float:left; padding-right:10px; padding-bottom:10px; width:259px; height:194px;&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;....and bike lost. actually besides the taco-ed front tire and my bruised ego, there were no casualties to this traffic skirmish. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;the worst part of the ordeal was that i 1) missed out on some serious studio time and 2) since it happened near my studio it was quite the hike getting me and my unicycle home. nothing like a 6 mile walk along the waterfront to clear your head. gorgeous flippin day though!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description>
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      <title>10 hours in Portland</title>
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      <pubDate>Wed, 17 Jun 2009 13:28:03 -0700</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Entries/2009/6/17_10_hours_in_Portland_files/DSC03393.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Media/DSC03393.jpg&quot; style=&quot;float:left; padding-right:10px; padding-bottom:10px; width:259px; height:194px;&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;i took off down to portland for a very brief stay (in town just barely longer than it took me to drive there and back).&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;bethany, just finished massage therapy school and so will be getting certified later this summer. we all went out for a drink to celebrate. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description>
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      <title>Happy Birthday US</title>
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      <pubDate>Wed, 10 Jun 2009 13:27:06 -0700</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Entries/2009/6/10_Happy_Birthday_US_files/IMG_3848.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Media/IMG_3848.jpg&quot; style=&quot;float:left; padding-right:10px; padding-bottom:10px; width:259px; height:194px;&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;so with such close proximity between my birthday and seth and jaime’s, we decided on a joint birthday celebration. planning for our fiesta was hijacked by kim to fantastic results. she set a reservation for a dozen of us at the can can under the market. wow! i cannot really describe what i saw. i know that we all ate and drank heartily and cried tears of laughter. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;then seth and jaime and i were invited onstage for a few special birthday numbers. what a hoot!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;after can can, we headed down to chinatown and bush gardens for some kareokee. another thing to do if you haven’t been before. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;here’s me and brian. friends since junior high can be weird&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description>
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      <title>My Birthday Weekend</title>
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      <pubDate>Fri, 5 Jun 2009 13:25:34 -0700</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Entries/2009/6/5_My_Birthday_Weekend_files/IMG_6173_JPG.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Media/IMG_6173_JPG.jpg&quot; style=&quot;float:left; padding-right:10px; padding-bottom:10px; width:276px; height:194px;&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;so instead of christmas presents, my siblings and I decided to just all get together for a long weekend and hang out. since my brother justin has two little girls (isabella and giavanna) we decided not to make them travel and we’d spend the time in sun valley idaho. this year it just so happened to be my birthday while we were there.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;i headed out on wednesday and got picked up by justin and we headed out and grabbed some beers and caught up. he just finished a huge job (engineer) at a geo-thermal power plant start-up in turkey that went months over the estimate. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;after beers, we headed back to his house were his wife gabby and our mom were playing with the girls. had a lovely pasta dinner and then sat outside and chatted as the sun went down.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;the next day justin and i had big plans. i have been biking a fair amount as my source of transport in the city so i thought we could go for a nice mountain bike ride. mistakenly, i had bragged about how about how huge my calves are now (i always try and catch up to my big brothers who both outweigh me by like 60-70 pounds of muscle). well justin picked out a nice trail and we had a blast. from there, lunch and beers. from there, the gun store for ammo.  now, i am not what you call a gun freak. in fact, i just shot my first gun a year or so ago with my brother.  but now i think i may be a little more in touch with the kids that we were when we ran around moscow and blew sh!t up playing army.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;after all the fun, we headed back to  the house to stern looks from from our mom, gabby and even isabella. after making the peace, it was time for dinner so we went to a really good pizza place nearby (nearby, that’s kinda funny, EVERYTHING is nearby)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;first son matt and his wife brenda and the kids ryan braden and bella were due to arrive in at 2 am so we stayed up and watched movies till they got in.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;the next morning, after breakfast we wanted to go on a hike. we loaded the whole gang up and headed out to the hills (behind the house, see, EVERYTHING really is nearby).&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;after a little ways, justin ryan and i blazed our own trail to the ridge line while everyone else stayed on more level ground.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;after the hike, it was time to get &lt;br/&gt;down with the celebration. being&lt;br/&gt;my birthday, i got to work on the&lt;br/&gt;cocktails. matt got to work on &lt;br/&gt;dinner and gabby on dessert. i &lt;br/&gt;made scratch margaritas and &lt;br/&gt;for dinner there was carne asada&lt;br/&gt;tacos and fish tacos. dessert was&lt;br/&gt;homemade oreo ice cream. a bit &lt;br/&gt;of a rainstorm rolled through so&lt;br/&gt;matt ended up barbecuing and &lt;br/&gt;taking a shower at the same time. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;well worth the sacrifice in our minds.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;after dessert it was poker time. and scotch time. justin brought back a nice bottle from his travels to celebrate the job’s completion, my birthday, our belated christmas, etc.&lt;br/&gt;lots of funny stories recounted. gabby even brought up one or two that i am sure my unconscious mind had forcibly suppressed. thanks gabs.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;saturday morning was the day we had decided to head out to a cabin in the woods. groceries and beer on the way out of town and then diverted ourselves on the trip with the standard road trip fare. if you’re thinking “i spy” and sing-a-longs, you are off the mark a bit. more like, each kid to his own iPod and then parents to the sisyphean task of getting them to make conversation and enjoy family time. we did have a nice little stretch where we found that ryan is excellent at guessing riddles. we stopped at a viewpoint shortly thereafter and learned he is not as skilled at climbing trees (i am not posting any pictures here to save his embarrassment).&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;once to the cabin, and after settling in, we went for a walk up and down the road. forgive me if i took to many pictures of isabella but i have a bit of a soft spot for her. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;the rest of the day was spent hanging&lt;br/&gt;out around the cabin and relaxing, &lt;br/&gt;playing cards, playing chess, listening &lt;br/&gt;to justin play guitar, laughing, drinking.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;wonderful evening.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;in the morning after breakfast, we &lt;br/&gt;headed down to a glacier feed lake &lt;br/&gt;for a little stroll. what it ended up being&lt;br/&gt;was my nephews joining the polar bear &lt;br/&gt;club. justin said the lake still had ice on &lt;br/&gt;it just a week or so before. braden was not to be put off and ryan shortly followed. the rest of us shivered just watching.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;                             we shared one more night together back&lt;br/&gt;                             at justin and gabby’s before our wonderful &lt;br/&gt;                             trip came to a close. matt brenda and the &lt;br/&gt;                             kids called it in early because they were &lt;br/&gt;                             going to leave at 4 am. but before they &lt;br/&gt;                             would leave we had a little photo shoot of         &lt;br/&gt;                             the diedrick boys including a calf pose-         &lt;br/&gt;                             down and a foot show (side note: diedrick &lt;br/&gt;                             feet are not attractive, no matter how &lt;br/&gt;                             much love and tenderness they see)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description>
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      <title>My first, and second, tattoo</title>
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      <pubDate>Wed, 27 May 2009 11:19:08 -0700</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Entries/2009/5/27_My_first,_and_second,_tattoo_files/IMG_0247.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Media/IMG_0247_1.jpg&quot; style=&quot;float:left; padding-right:10px; padding-bottom:10px; width:258px; height:344px;&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;so, my day off was a flurry of excitement. i spent the morning the way i usually do, in the studio. didn’t seem like an exceptionally nice day at 7 am, but once i got on my bike in the afternoon to head home it was flippin’ gorgeous. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;i met up with alison at my place to go grab a bite to eat before my tattoo appointment. we headed down to maggies bluff to take in the scenery of elliot bay. quite the nice afternoon.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;from there we headed to slave to the needle in ballard where &lt;a href=&quot;http://slavetotheneedle.com/tattoos/john-bio.asp&quot;&gt;john fitzgerald&lt;/a&gt; would be giving me my first tattoo.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://slavetotheneedle.com/tattoos/john.asp&quot;&gt;(check out his portfolio HERE)&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;so the plan had been to get my first tattoo on my left inner arm, then, my next appointment (supposedly late june) would be for my second tattoo on my right inner arm. well, when we showed up, john said why don’t we just do ‘em both now. HELL YEAH! what a fantastic idea.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;a couple winces, and two hours later and here is what you get:&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;right &lt;br/&gt;arm&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;left&lt;br/&gt;arm&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;the one with the chisel is a quote from Michelangelo. it means: &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;it is well with me only when i have a chisel in my hand.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;the script comes from his own handwriting that i “tirelessly” recreated (read: spent an afternoon in the library examining the differing characteristics of the 15 different letters in the quote).&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;the one with the hammer is an excerpt of a quote from Rodin, which reads:&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;...devoured (consumed) by the fire of his own creation.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;i did the same thing with that one in using the artist’s own handwriting. i think that things came out very nicely. i’m very excited for them to be all nice and healed and show-off-able. and then also to surprise my mom with them (so if you know rosemary, NO TELLING!)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description>
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      <title>Seattle Erotic Art Festival</title>
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      <pubDate>Fri, 1 May 2009 17:50:25 -0700</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Entries/2009/5/1_Seattle_Erotic_Art_Festival_files/IMG_0206.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Media/IMG_0206_1.jpg&quot; style=&quot;float:left; padding-right:10px; padding-bottom:10px; width:259px; height:194px;&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;so the day now comes for the seattle erotic art festival and wouldn’t you know it? no cameras!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      well, here’s what i think of the no camera &lt;br/&gt;      policy. actually, it wasn’t that big of a deal.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      we started off at my apartment with some&lt;br/&gt;      pre-festivity cocktails and such. i got to &lt;br/&gt;      see my cousin ashley for the first time in&lt;br/&gt;      5 months (she’s been in vietnam.)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;so from there, we got going to the show and&lt;br/&gt;meet up with with some more friends. at this &lt;br/&gt;point, words become a bit difficult to describe&lt;br/&gt;things. as we entered a man, in white heels, a&lt;br/&gt;white top hat, white cuffs, and a white banana-&lt;br/&gt;hammock greeted us and provided us with &lt;br/&gt;surveys to fill out. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;before being able to put that little image in a box and lock it a very nice lady approached and said “vulva?”&lt;br/&gt;nice lady, no top, just an apron, holding a tray of chocolates in the shape of little....wait for it, yes vulvas. i’ll be damned, i love chocolate! as i reach in she teases the goodies away.&lt;br/&gt;“may i feed it to you?”&lt;br/&gt;what a great party&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;from here, we spread out to see the work of which there was a great deal. some of it quite good, some of it quite funny, and some of it.... i still don’t have the words for. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;brief noteworthy occurrences and instillations:&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;~a light table made of wax phalluses all glowing blue;&lt;br/&gt;~naked people being decorated with slices of food;&lt;br/&gt;~a painted lady crawling around the space on her hands and knees on a leash;&lt;br/&gt;~a handcuffed man who manages to disrobe himself;&lt;br/&gt;~numerous burlesque performances;&lt;br/&gt;~the most insanely talented pole-dancer ever;&lt;br/&gt;~and an unending stream of “all kinds” as i have been told “it takes”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;apparently the jury thought my work was part of, what i cannot resist calling, the cream of the crop.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;my piece titled “our shared disquiet” was voted 2nd place Best in Show! HOLLA&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;quite a coup if i do say so myself. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;here are ashley and kim with two different reaction to the award. for all of you who missed it, i am sorry.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;i will be posting what images are made available as they become so. stay tuned.....&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description>
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      <title>She is gonna KILL me</title>
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      <pubDate>Thu, 30 Apr 2009 17:46:34 -0700</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Entries/2009/4/30_She_is_gonna_KILL_me_files/DSC03157.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Media/DSC03157.jpg&quot; style=&quot;float:left; padding-right:10px; padding-bottom:10px; width:258px; height:344px;&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;so my friend shannon from 9th grade came into town on vacation (from israel no less!)&lt;br/&gt;we shared the most perfect day together.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;i have been going like gangbusters lately (see always) so a day of nothing and relaxation was just what i needed. &lt;br/&gt;we sat around all morning and caught up. the sun was gorgeous so we headed down to the waterfront.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;we gorged on oysters and mussels and beer and watched the ferries go by, watched the sun sparkle off the downtown buildings, the ripples in the water, the ice under our oysters, the condensation on our glass.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;shan is not a big fan of having her picture taken (she was in town for a week and dangled the prospect of getting a picture of her in front of me the whole time.) curious little creature, how can someone so beautiful be so camera shy? alas, here is a picture of her hand. i really hope she doesn’t see this cause she will kill me for certain.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;anywho, after sunning ourselves on the pier we headed to the airport to pickup shannon’s friend jen. we came home and settled in before we all headed out, the girls their way, and i to SEAF’s artist exhibition (more on that tomorrow.)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;but first a sexy pic of me before and after the festival:&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description>
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      <title>NEW ROCKS</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 13 Apr 2009 17:52:10 -0700</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Entries/2009/4/13_NEW_ROCKS_files/IMG_0212.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Media/IMG_0212_1.jpg&quot; style=&quot;float:left; padding-right:10px; padding-bottom:10px; width:258px; height:344px;&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;three cheers for materials i can nary afford:&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;hip hip hooray, hip hip hooray, hip hip hooray!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;these shall be the first sculptures to be done in my new studio space. I finally got all moved in and situated. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;nice things about the new space:&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;the roof doesn’t leak in this part of the building;&lt;br/&gt;i will never be cold in my new space (bit of a problem in the old space)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;not so nice things:&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;july and august are going to be disgusting. my little loft (see attic) seems to be, on average, 20 degrees above the ambient temperature!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;anywho, i am documenting these pieces from start to finish including all stages of model production so in a few months when i get them done i will post it all here so you can see the progress.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;cheers!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description>
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      <title>Sunday Morning ROCK OUT</title>
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      <pubDate>Sun, 15 Mar 2009 09:51:45 -0700</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Entries/2009/3/15_Sunday_Morning_ROCK_OUT_files/IMG_0164.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Media/IMG_0164_1.jpg&quot; style=&quot;float:left; padding-right:10px; padding-bottom:10px; width:259px; height:194px;&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;so the 45th annual st. patrick’s day run was blessed with snow for the first time since it’s inception!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;quite the chilly mid-march day, one must admidt. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;now, if there is anything like running 4 miles just for the heck of it, there’s nothing like running 4 miles just for the heck of it in leather pants and a leather vest!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;that’s how we roll....&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;stay tuned to see if i made the news!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description>
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      <title>Happy Birthday Monsieur Norris</title>
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      <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Entries/2009/3/10_Happy_Birthday_Monsieur_Norris_files/Norris.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Media/Norris_1.jpg&quot; style=&quot;float:left; padding-right:10px; padding-bottom:10px; width:258px; height:206px;&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;i can think of no better day to celebrate the arrival of my brand spanking new iPod, then the birthday of the magnificent, the imposing, the awe-inspiring:&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Chuck Norris&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;he is great, and so is getting a new iPod.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;out with the broken, in with the new!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description>
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      <pubDate>Fri, 6 Mar 2009 14:16:08 -0800</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Entries/2009/3/6_Best_Week_EVER_files/bestweekever.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Media/bestweekever.jpg&quot; style=&quot;float:left; padding-right:10px; padding-bottom:10px; width:258px; height:223px;&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;if it’s not, it’s pretty damn good!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;it began with finding out that i have been included in the seattle erotic arts festival in may. i am going to be showing two of my recent sculptures. here are links to both of them:&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;../../Joseph_Diedrick_Sculpture/osd.html&quot;&gt;piece 1&lt;/a&gt;            &lt;a href=&quot;../../Joseph_Diedrick_Sculpture/niit.html&quot;&gt;piece 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;and relax, they aren’t porn or anything so you don’t need to check them out whilst the kiddies are in the other room.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;as if this weren’t enough, the week progressed with a number of little wonderful occurrences (beautiful days, smiles on the street, birds chirping, narrowly avoided car accidents thanks to my deftly enacted defensive driving maneuvers.)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;by friday, things needn’t have gotten better, but they did. my three month old quest to find a second job ended as i was hired on to become the newest bartender at cactus in madison park. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;while i will be serving beans and rice, i will no longer be relying on them for the majority of my caloric intake. holla!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description>
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      <title>Brian loses his jerb</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 23 Feb 2009 14:43:31 -0800</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Entries/2009/2/23_Brian_loses_his_jerb_files/DSC03032.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Media/DSC03032.jpg&quot; style=&quot;float:left; padding-right:10px; padding-bottom:10px; width:259px; height:194px;&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;these trying economic times hit home (or at least next door) as brian got laid off. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;severance check in hand, we began drinking. alison came over to make enchiladas. we decided to run with the mexican theme..... as you can see.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;margaritas, mariachi music, sombreros and a brian far from clean shaven, make for a wondrous time. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;let’s wish him well in his job hunt!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description>
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      <title>Giving Up The Ghost</title>
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      <pubDate>Tue, 10 Feb 2009 12:15:09 -0800</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Entries/2009/2/10_Giving_Up_The_Ghost_files/DSC03023.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Media/DSC03023.jpg&quot; style=&quot;float:left; padding-right:10px; padding-bottom:10px; width:290px; height:193px;&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;it is a sad day here in seattle. my beloved ipod of 6 years is no longer.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;there was a slight temperature drop during the night creating a bit of black ice around town.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;it must have been a hilarious sight to see for all the commuters on their way to work as i completely ate sh!t  after crossing a set of railroad tracks. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;ass over elbows and sliding to a stop. thought all i had lost was my dignity until i got to the studio to discover the damage to the ipod.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;sad day.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description>
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      <title>W T F Mate</title>
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      <pubDate>Sat, 24 Jan 2009 20:16:34 -0800</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Entries/2009/1/24_W_T_F_Mate_files/photo.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Media/photo_3.jpg&quot; style=&quot;float:left; padding-right:10px; padding-bottom:10px; width:258px; height:344px;&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;i think is what i will look like in 20 years. no real reason for the picture, i really just wanted to let you know about the meal i enjoyed and i didn’t take a picture of it (iPhone camera = rearry bad row-right pitures.)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;so bethany and dan came up from portland with their friends chris and brita. we went out to their friend scott’s restaurant in kirkland (market street cafe...GO THERE!) where he is chef.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;since it was chris’ birthday there was a little tasting menu planned for us. i say little as a joke. this was a nine-course, no-holds-barred, gout-inducing feast for the ages. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;it consisted of (in order):&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;prosciutto-wrapped figs with vanilla infused truffle oil. also served were house-made olives;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;potato &amp;amp; bacon tartar with frise, egg, red onion and truffle oil;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;soft shell crab with lobster truffle cream;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;roasted cauliflower and penne cove mussel chowder with salmon roe;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;butternut squash ravioli with tangerine browned butter;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;black cod with lentils, braised cabbage and mushroom jus;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;lobster pot pie with parisian vegetables, yellowfoot mushrooms, rapini and truffle cream;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;pork belly with rapini, pearl onions, lardon, thyme, jus naturale and walnut praline and apple confit;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;liquid chocolate cake with tangerine caramel, cola powder and creme fraiche.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;STILL HUNGRY???&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;there was also wine pairings with each course. insanity! we sat down at around 7 for our first course. we were served coffee at midnight. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description>
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      <title>Dee and Geoff</title>
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      <pubDate>Sat, 17 Jan 2009 12:24:40 -0800</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Entries/2009/1/17_Dee_and_Geoff_files/droppedImage.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Media/droppedImage.jpg&quot; style=&quot;float:left; padding-right:10px; padding-bottom:10px; width:259px; height:194px;&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;okay, i am sooo flippin’ excited for this wedding i can hardly stay seated.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;let’s just say the abo’s sure know how to throw a party, and at the risk of offending my own bloodline, they are pretty much the coolest family in the universe.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;the engagement party was nice as i got to catch up with some friends from high school that started families back when i was still killing off brain cells on weeknights.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;paul (dee’s dad) gave a swell toast, and good times were had by all. delicious food too!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description>
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      <title>Christmas</title>
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      <pubDate>Thu, 25 Dec 2008 11:37:28 -0800</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Entries/2008/12/25_Christmas_files/DSC02922.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Media/DSC02922.jpg&quot; style=&quot;float:left; padding-right:10px; padding-bottom:10px; width:259px; height:194px;&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Christmas eve over at my mom’s (best meal of the year, by far!) then Christmas day at my uncle nick’s for breakfast and dinner. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;normal holliday stuff, the family shows up, things get loud, lots of cheese and hors d’oeuvres, champagne, laughing, eating, gorging, drinking. then dinner is served. pounds and pounds of clams, shrimp, oysters, prawns, crab, fettucini. bottle after bottle of wine. and then dessert. coffee. tv. i passed out (which is my norm) woke up and everyone was gone.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;in the morning. after mass, we headed back to seattle to nick’s for breakfast. pita fritte and cuccia (fried bread and wheatberries with pork, reserve judgment they are both awesome.)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;after breakfast we opened presents, everyone seemed to enjoy their calendars. then we took more naps. dinner was the final stuff-fest, very light meal compared with the rest of the week. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;happy birthday baby jesus!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description>
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      <title>FESTIVUS</title>
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      <pubDate>Tue, 23 Dec 2008 11:03:09 -0800</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Entries/2008/12/23_FESTIVUS_files/DSC02865.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Media/DSC02865.jpg&quot; style=&quot;float:left; padding-right:10px; padding-bottom:10px; width:259px; height:194px;&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;for the rest of us! but really just an excuse to party while everyone is in town visiting family for the “real” holidays.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;now that brian and i live next door it’s nice to have festivus seinfeld/kramer style. brian’s party had the food, mine had the fla-bongo. not the biggest fan of bonging or shot-gunning, i was intrigued when mike informed me that i should sacrifice one of my plastic flamingos to the cause (video attached.)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;lots of old friends, many new friends, new friends realizing they know your old friends from before you did. i bartended, brian aired grievances, mike kept us all entertained, and everyone had a good time (except brian’s downstairs neighbor tw@!) &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;mike defloured my Penis Pokey book, and for his sinned my feat of strength was to break bamboo over his backside.  ahhh friendship.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description>
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      <title>We Make-a-da-Sausage</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 22 Dec 2008 10:49:17 -0800</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Entries/2008/12/22_We_Make-a-da-Sausage_files/DSC02818.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Media/DSC02818.jpg&quot; style=&quot;float:left; padding-right:10px; padding-bottom:10px; width:259px; height:194px;&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;morning came to another snowy day. some of the scarpelli clan gathered at nick’s house to make sausage. grandma and papa were late so we started mixing without them. 60 pounds of pork, spices and intestinal lining, and a few hours work produced sausage that should last us each at least a month or so.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;kath mixed the spices. my sausage fingers mixed the pork. spencer, dominic and nick ran the machine. grandma and papa portioned and tied the sausage. and we all shouted and told each other how to “properly” do their job. ahh family.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description>
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      <title>SNOW DAY!</title>
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      <pubDate>Sat, 20 Dec 2008 10:30:31 -0800</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Entries/2008/12/20_SNOW_DAY%21_files/DSC02788.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Media/DSC02788.jpg&quot; style=&quot;float:left; padding-right:10px; padding-bottom:10px; width:259px; height:194px;&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;so i know that this wasn’t the only snow day, but it was the first where i got cancelled from work and got to feel like a child again (cause that never happens) and play all day in the snow.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;started off the day making a snowman on the roof of my building. he waved down on traffic (what little there was as the week rolled on) for day. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;slipped and slid my way to my aunt kathy’s for dinner with the fam. got sideways the whole way home with a silly little grin on my face. spent some time in empty parking lots doing bro-dies. sorry, no footage of those.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;met up with brian at the spectator. we left shortly thereafter to start a snowball fight with the crowd from mecca. dropped a ponytail-ed guy with a well placed shot to the head. it cause him to lose his footing and headbutt the bumper of the car he was next to. i laughed.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;ran home to get a flask of whiskey and some beers. then tore through the neighborhood making friends with people who had sleds. trading booze (or wampum) for rides until our hunger grew to strong to resist.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;tried to go to macmenamins for tots (sadly, closed.) tried jabu’s as well (sadly, last call already.) headed to the store to get a pizza and go home. on the way back from which i dropped brian with a fairly decent form tackle. he didn’t see it that way as i had dislocated his shoulder. i guess this is why adults get health insurance?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description>
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      <title>They’re HERE</title>
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      <pubDate>Fri, 19 Dec 2008 12:41:58 -0800</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Entries/2008/12/19_They%E2%80%99re_HERE_files/DSC02758.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Media/DSC02758.jpg&quot; style=&quot;float:left; padding-right:10px; padding-bottom:10px; width:290px; height:193px;&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;finally, after so much blood sweat and tears, the calendar to end all calendars is here!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;the idea hatched in august when i was growing out my beard. knowing i should have some fun with it when i eventually shaved it off, i got my noodle working. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;originally it was going to be just a christmas card with me as a famous person with a moustache. i had a difficult time deciding which one and thought “hey, if i do a whole calendar it won’t be that much work”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;well months later, with a maxed-out credit card to show for it, i am proud to now have completed what could be the coolest, most ridiculous, most vain project i have ever done.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;12 months with me as a different famous person each month. some spot on, some a bit risque, all with 100% real moustaches.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;enjoy if you were lucky enough to get one. email me if you would like to order one. i’m tempted to do a reprint but i would like to know how many interested parties there are first.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;cheers!</description>
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      <pubDate>Thu, 27 Nov 2008 20:01:31 -0800</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Entries/2008/11/27_Turkey_Day_files/IMG_4032.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.josephdiedrick.com/Site/BLOG/Media/IMG_4032.jpg&quot; style=&quot;float:left; padding-right:10px; padding-bottom:10px; width:290px; height:193px;&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;started thanksgiving off by staying up all night and driving over to spokan-istan at 4 am. besides a 30 minute nap on the side of the road after the pass, everything went well. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;got in just in time for breakfast. a little stomach stretch to get ready for the day of eating, football, eating, wrestling, eating, playing in the snow, eating, sleeping.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;a bit of shuffling between families and family pictures. all in all a great holiday.</description>
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