<?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-7602477860084080517</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:29:59.347-06:00</updated><category term='dolphins'/><category term='GT'/><category term='back'/><category term='lessons'/><category term='Nashville'/><category term='F bomb'/><category term='mountain'/><category term='origins'/><category term='X WORDS'/><category term='here'/><category term='date'/><category term='product'/><category term='think'/><category term='emotions'/><category term='Baby'/><category term='gas'/><category term='DJ'/><category term='cataloochie'/><category term='underground'/><category term='frenzy'/><category term='retire'/><category term='blow up'/><category term='beats i am.'/><category term='squeeze'/><category term='crenshaw'/><category term='Titans'/><category term='blue'/><category term='beuler'/><category term='pregnant'/><category term='old'/><category term='rehab'/><category term='sore'/><category term='win'/><category term='cracker'/><category term='fight'/><category term='life'/><category term='dust in the wind'/><category term='over'/><category term='parents'/><category term='coats'/><category term='huh?'/><category term='downward dog'/><category term='loose'/><category term='crying game'/><category term='smurfs'/><category term='coach'/><category term='let&apos;s'/><category term='the alpha'/><category term='Braingames'/><category term='cans'/><category term='ride'/><category term='team'/><category term='tribe called quest'/><category term='hill'/><category term='snow'/><category term='Football'/><category term='anyone'/><category term='grunt'/><title type='text'>Crenshaw Trials</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>DJ GT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13027626310178587499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah1etUXSdBQ/Sdn4TpQD04I/AAAAAAAAAAM/w3DoX9vE-mI/S220/crenshaw_beats.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602477860084080517.post-6782732067917262353</id><published>2011-11-03T07:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T07:28:34.961-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Titans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nashville'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='F bomb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='date'/><title type='text'>Parents teaching lessons and people watching</title><content type='html'>A few weeks ago, Cara and I went to the Titans game. she got me tickets for my birthday/wedding anniversary! Although it was one of the worse losses at LP field in history, we still had a great time. &lt;br /&gt; A bunch of the fans, and I man 3/4 of the stadium, cleared out after the half and another interception by Hasselback. &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CpMpGWqqDds/TrJ_Y9owirI/AAAAAAAAADw/YDyblyQfLy0/s1600/stadium.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" width="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CpMpGWqqDds/TrJ_Y9owirI/AAAAAAAAADw/YDyblyQfLy0/s200/stadium.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mood of the crowd was dismal, dark, and down on such a beautiful day. The sun was out although we thought it was going to be crazy hot. If you add a not so good outing of your team, weather, and beer, you come up with some pretty good stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8VxeIsrIOMM/TrJ_snvSg2I/AAAAAAAAAD8/yKp-PQhujXA/s1600/pics.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" width="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8VxeIsrIOMM/TrJ_snvSg2I/AAAAAAAAAD8/yKp-PQhujXA/s200/pics.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around the middle of the 4th quarter, I think Cara turned to people watching. I really had no choice either. Yeah It was that bad to watch.&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8LoMJ0hM1-M/TrKA6ZFaIPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/w0lYx73SmeU/s1600/pink%2Bsign.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" width="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8LoMJ0hM1-M/TrKA6ZFaIPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/w0lYx73SmeU/s200/pink%2Bsign.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A "Bubba", and I call him that by first impression, had all he could stand. There was a Texan fan who still waved his flag and cheered loudly when anything would happen in his horn hat. Another poor decision was called and Titans were stopped for a loss. Good to see all that money go to work. And they want fans to pay a stadium tax for renovations. But I digress. &lt;br /&gt;  So, back to the guy in the camouflage I will call Bubba. The dismal play calling led him to finally burst. He shouted down to the field, Hey you Mother (F bomb)ers, get your (f bomb)ing heads out you GD a**es. Just as soon as he settled back in his seat with his arms folded and his wal-mart greeter of a girlfriend gave him the stink eye, the the sunny day became dark.&lt;br /&gt;  A rather swollen man, that reminded me of Debo from the movie Friday, stood up.  felt like he blocked the sun he was so big! He was also about to make it rain on Bubba's parade! &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ONWIIXFg1wI/TrKCZatr4eI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Do9fvjWHcGc/s1600/debo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="99" width="99" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ONWIIXFg1wI/TrKCZatr4eI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Do9fvjWHcGc/s200/debo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Debo jumps up and says, "Hey man my kid is right here!" And as if he didn't say it loud enough to make the whole section pay attention, he said it again, but louder!&lt;br /&gt;The look on this mans face told me it was pretty much over for Bubba!&lt;br /&gt;Some small banter was exchanged and things took a turn for the worse. Bubba wasn't backing down and Debo got even hotter. Bubba mumbled something and Debo yelled What the "F" are you going to. Let's go then. If not shut the (F bomb) up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Here lies my dilemma. Should I be amazed that a father stood up for his child? Or should I be in awe that he showed the same exact behavior that he was defending his child for? A simple, hey please don't use that language would have done the job. Maybe not, but I like to think so. By showing aggression and also telling the cussing Bubba to shut the "F" up after getting mad in the first place for him using bad language is completely confusing to me! I wonder how the kid felt?&lt;br /&gt;  After a neck jerk, a crack of the knuckles, and a stare that made me kinda have to pee my pants, "Debo" sat back down. He was rocking back and forth still mad from the altercation. "Bubba" on the other hand kept shaking his head and I could tell that he too was about to pee his pants in from fright!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  A few more 3 and outs and the game was coming to an end. Here is where the story took a turn for a better. The 2 men finally cooled down and actually started talking about kids, football, and other small chit chat. I think they even exchanged names to later become FB friends! Good for them!&lt;br /&gt; I still wonder, what did the kid think? Did he go to school the next day and say, " Me and my daddy went to a Titans game". Or was it more like "My daddy almost got in a fight because a man talked like he does all the time!"&lt;br /&gt;I'm DJ GT and I'm out...1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602477860084080517-6782732067917262353?l=crenshawtrials.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/feeds/6782732067917262353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2011/11/parents-teaching-lessons-and-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/6782732067917262353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/6782732067917262353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2011/11/parents-teaching-lessons-and-people.html' title='Parents teaching lessons and people watching'/><author><name>DJ GT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13027626310178587499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah1etUXSdBQ/Sdn4TpQD04I/AAAAAAAAAAM/w3DoX9vE-mI/S220/crenshaw_beats.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CpMpGWqqDds/TrJ_Y9owirI/AAAAAAAAADw/YDyblyQfLy0/s72-c/stadium.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602477860084080517.post-1081026218247353355</id><published>2011-09-28T16:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T16:57:10.902-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trend setter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C6BCa2BRWfc/ToOWVatX48I/AAAAAAAAADQ/EE-9UXPZQ1Q/s1600/unnamed.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" width="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C6BCa2BRWfc/ToOWVatX48I/AAAAAAAAADQ/EE-9UXPZQ1Q/s200/unnamed.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Trends at the school kill me. If it isn't one thing it's another. It's always been a thing to have the trinket at the time. I remember as a kid we had the friendship bracelets. &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zNx35phnKgE/ToOXbN4ponI/AAAAAAAAADY/86y-dHg0U0Y/s1600/51V7ZanYQpL._SS400_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" width="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zNx35phnKgE/ToOXbN4ponI/AAAAAAAAADY/86y-dHg0U0Y/s200/51V7ZanYQpL._SS400_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had the Chinese pencils. But hese hand sanitizer thingy's are taking it to a whole new level of weirness. I'mm all for the un germy kid. But to have 68,10,25, hanging from your backpack as a status is just a bit too much for me! &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MEyKUiLWPqE/ToOX5Pv8wkI/AAAAAAAAADg/3GWrNwCoee0/s1600/pBBW1-10168389v275.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" width="132" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MEyKUiLWPqE/ToOX5Pv8wkI/AAAAAAAAADg/3GWrNwCoee0/s200/pBBW1-10168389v275.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring back the Garbage pail kids and I'll shut up!&lt;br /&gt;I'm DJ GT and I'm out...1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602477860084080517-1081026218247353355?l=crenshawtrials.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/feeds/1081026218247353355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2011/09/trend-setter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/1081026218247353355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/1081026218247353355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2011/09/trend-setter.html' title='Trend setter'/><author><name>DJ GT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13027626310178587499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah1etUXSdBQ/Sdn4TpQD04I/AAAAAAAAAAM/w3DoX9vE-mI/S220/crenshaw_beats.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C6BCa2BRWfc/ToOWVatX48I/AAAAAAAAADQ/EE-9UXPZQ1Q/s72-c/unnamed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602477860084080517.post-7232340785188166982</id><published>2011-09-27T17:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T17:23:45.737-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mountain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='let&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cataloochie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='here'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ride'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='over'/><title type='text'>30 day notice</title><content type='html'>1 Month. Crosby Jack is 1 month old. I feel like it took Anderson 3 years to be 1 month old! I know I know that isn't possible, but just trying to get my point across. Mommy is doing great, daddy is fine and dandy,and AK well she is such the good big sister. &lt;br /&gt;I DJ'd a party this weekend and Anderson wanted to know if I was staying the night. That little stinker tries to figure a way to sleep in my spot when I'm gone for the weekend. Speaking of weekends, get your coats and cans ready because the Cataloochie ski coats and can drive will be here before we know it? Who's in this year? I can already feel Cara rolling her eyes about me talking about bombing the mountain this season! I really want to take AK this year tot he hill, but she tells me she only likes to snowboard in the back yard but she wants Crosby to go with me. I think I might wait a little bit before he is in on the trips!&lt;br /&gt;I'm Dj GT and I'm out, 1.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602477860084080517-7232340785188166982?l=crenshawtrials.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.cataloochee.com/activities_events/index.php' title='30 day notice'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/feeds/7232340785188166982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2011/09/30-day-notice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/7232340785188166982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/7232340785188166982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2011/09/30-day-notice.html' title='30 day notice'/><author><name>DJ GT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13027626310178587499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah1etUXSdBQ/Sdn4TpQD04I/AAAAAAAAAAM/w3DoX9vE-mI/S220/crenshaw_beats.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602477860084080517.post-6913543073978395241</id><published>2011-08-20T15:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T15:29:01.441-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crying game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dolphins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smurfs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blue'/><title type='text'>You're my boy Blue</title><content type='html'>So today we went to go see the movie "The Smurfs". We had told Anderson that is she was good all week, that we would reward her with a Saturday afternoon treat. She was pumped. she decided to wear her cowboy hat for some reason or another and off we went. Well after being abused by the cost of tickets, popcorn, and soda, we found a seat. The previews lasted forever and Anderson ran back and forth giving kisses to me, mommy, and her little brother aka Cara's belly. One of the previews after it got dark was about a movie and this dolphin who couldn't swim and needed a tail or something. Yeah that's about all I got out of it. Cara, on the other hand, had a moment! I looked over to see her sobbing as if she was at a funeral! After a few moments, she noticed I was staring at her and busted out laughing. I haven't laughed that hard in a while! And she wonders why I wouldn't go with her to see the Safari animal movie. It's pretty hard to keep it together in a movie theater when your wife is crying over a freaking tailless dolphin!&lt;br /&gt;The movie was ok, and I think AK seemed to like it. At the end of the movie when the credits were rolling, it shows a picture of the new kid that they had named Blue. We have always referred to the new kid as blue because that's what we used as code word around Anderson before she knew we were expecting! So this kid is def. gonna get stuck with a nickname now!&lt;br /&gt;Oh and to all the peeps reading this via FB welcome and don't forget to subscribe.&lt;br /&gt;I'm DJGT and I'm out...1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602477860084080517-6913543073978395241?l=crenshawtrials.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/feeds/6913543073978395241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2011/08/youre-my-boy-blue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/6913543073978395241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/6913543073978395241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2011/08/youre-my-boy-blue.html' title='You&apos;re my boy Blue'/><author><name>DJ GT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13027626310178587499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah1etUXSdBQ/Sdn4TpQD04I/AAAAAAAAAAM/w3DoX9vE-mI/S220/crenshaw_beats.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602477860084080517.post-7913497565489451323</id><published>2011-08-19T09:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T09:06:43.279-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>1 week.</title><content type='html'>In one week, I'll have 2. Yup, we made it to full term. And I'm like cara, all questions. I'm just wondering how Anderson will hold up. I think Raley dog knows something is up too. And playdough the fish and mommy and daddy crabs are clueless. &lt;br /&gt;So next Friday is the big day. &lt;br /&gt;I'm DJ GT and I'm out. 1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602477860084080517-7913497565489451323?l=crenshawtrials.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/feeds/7913497565489451323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2011/08/1-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/7913497565489451323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/7913497565489451323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2011/08/1-week.html' title='1 week.'/><author><name>DJ GT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13027626310178587499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah1etUXSdBQ/Sdn4TpQD04I/AAAAAAAAAAM/w3DoX9vE-mI/S220/crenshaw_beats.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602477860084080517.post-3103995955417834049</id><published>2011-08-09T16:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T16:18:40.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'>it's about to go down.</title><content type='html'>OK so after all the pre term stuff, this kid is still hanging in there. Will it be tonight, Friday, Next week? Who knows!&lt;br /&gt;I'm DJ GT and I'm out. 1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602477860084080517-3103995955417834049?l=crenshawtrials.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/feeds/3103995955417834049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-about-to-go-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/3103995955417834049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/3103995955417834049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-about-to-go-down.html' title='it&apos;s about to go down.'/><author><name>DJ GT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13027626310178587499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah1etUXSdBQ/Sdn4TpQD04I/AAAAAAAAAAM/w3DoX9vE-mI/S220/crenshaw_beats.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602477860084080517.post-3126614236194648178</id><published>2011-07-19T19:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T19:12:53.094-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So long summer</title><content type='html'>Well,chalk up another summer break in the books. It went pretty well I guess. We never did find out who the mystery pooper was though. I had to switch shifts to accommodate my moderate bed rest wife. Thanks to FJ and fitz for filling in the gaps for me. I gotta say though getting off at 3 is pretty cool. When you get off at 6 every day you pretty much eat dinner and then get ready for bed. &lt;br /&gt;  Meetings all this week and then back to time to make the donuts schedule. 6am I'm not going to like you,even though my internal clock always wakes me up before that anyways. &lt;br /&gt;I'm DJGT and I'm out. 1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602477860084080517-3126614236194648178?l=crenshawtrials.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/feeds/3126614236194648178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2011/07/so-long-summer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/3126614236194648178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/3126614236194648178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2011/07/so-long-summer.html' title='So long summer'/><author><name>DJ GT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13027626310178587499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah1etUXSdBQ/Sdn4TpQD04I/AAAAAAAAAAM/w3DoX9vE-mI/S220/crenshaw_beats.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602477860084080517.post-1913957088638433856</id><published>2011-01-27T07:05:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T07:06:48.674-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back'/><title type='text'>new year</title><content type='html'>thanks @wulfe for inspiring me to get on here again. Now the randomness of me is running rampant!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602477860084080517-1913957088638433856?l=crenshawtrials.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/feeds/1913957088638433856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/1913957088638433856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/1913957088638433856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-year.html' title='new year'/><author><name>DJ GT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13027626310178587499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah1etUXSdBQ/Sdn4TpQD04I/AAAAAAAAAAM/w3DoX9vE-mI/S220/crenshaw_beats.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602477860084080517.post-3823267601854094176</id><published>2010-09-30T06:44:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T07:26:08.505-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dust in the wind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='retire'/><title type='text'>DJ old fart</title><content type='html'>So today reaches a new era in thinking. As I peel the calendar off tomorrow to a new month, I can't stop to think about my thought process as father time has added 1 more year to my old bag of bones.The following is just a representation of how time changes the way you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I thought, "I wonder what Anderson is going to wear today"? Today, I thought, "I wonder what college Anderson will go to'? Yesterday I pondered how many people will show up to hear me DJ? This morning on the drive to work I wondered what age I would retire? &lt;br /&gt;  Getting old sucks. It never even has been a though that I was in fact getting older. So when I look at my clothes, the music, and lifestyle I live, I don't think much has changed. And here lies the problem! Isn't the aging process supposed to be like wine or cheese and get better with age? I mean I'm still DJing to a bunch of 18 year olds. Do they look at me like why is this old dude trying to play our music? Maybe they are. But maybe if I'm rocking a party, or stomping a box on the mountain, people will look at me and think that dude still has it. &lt;br /&gt; Well folks, I never had it! I never wanted it! In fact, me and Brent used to steer so clear form it, that our moms thought we needed help! Somewhere between then and now, I've realized that it, isn't it at all. There was a saying that I heard a while back and used to use it in my signature. "If you're not now, you never were".&lt;br /&gt;And then comes the math. Anderson is 3. When she's driving, I'll be getting senior citizen discount notifications. When she graduates high school I will be going on 31 years out of HHS. Don't get me started on when she gets married, has kids, and then her kids have kids! &lt;br /&gt;   I'd keep going, but my old mind has went off in another direction, and I can't even remember where my thought process was going!&lt;br /&gt;Hey birthday..........................................suck it!&lt;br /&gt;Getting old is for old people!&lt;br /&gt;I'm DJ GT and I'm out....1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602477860084080517-3823267601854094176?l=crenshawtrials.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/feeds/3823267601854094176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2010/09/dj-old-fart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/3823267601854094176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/3823267601854094176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2010/09/dj-old-fart.html' title='DJ old fart'/><author><name>DJ GT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13027626310178587499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah1etUXSdBQ/Sdn4TpQD04I/AAAAAAAAAAM/w3DoX9vE-mI/S220/crenshaw_beats.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602477860084080517.post-7894523892407421393</id><published>2010-09-11T22:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T23:01:57.545-05:00</updated><title type='text'>good read</title><content type='html'>Infographic of the Day: Is College Really Worth It?&lt;br /&gt;BY Cliff KuangMon Dec 21, 2009&lt;br /&gt;What do kids really do when they go off to college? Answers: Facebook like maniacs and spend money they don't have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is going to college really worth it? Probably so, but it's not that clear cut, and economics have been arguing the point for 30 years. Most studies tend to show that college-educated people end up making far more money in the course of their lifetimes. (The niggle: Usually, it's not worth paying for a private university.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, that evidence isn't totally cut and dry: What do you really learn in college? Is what you learned in college really what's producing the value? Or is it simply the mere fact of having a college degree? Or maybe there's something more subtle going on--that is, people who go to college tend to be more motivated or hard-working and would have ended up succeeding whatever they did?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This graph makes a couple points in that debate: 1. Whatever kids are doing in college, it doesn't seem to be about getting an education. (Witness how students spend their hours every week.) 2. Some majors don't really qualify you for much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;college&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But who in their right mind wouldn't recommend a college degree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had a guess, I think it's precisely that attitude that creates all the economic advantages--its the way our society is organized, rather than anything about college itself. What's totally clear is that we definitely do not go about attending or paying for college in a way that makes any sense at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602477860084080517-7894523892407421393?l=crenshawtrials.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/feeds/7894523892407421393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2010/09/good-read.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/7894523892407421393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/7894523892407421393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2010/09/good-read.html' title='good read'/><author><name>DJ GT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13027626310178587499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah1etUXSdBQ/Sdn4TpQD04I/AAAAAAAAAAM/w3DoX9vE-mI/S220/crenshaw_beats.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602477860084080517.post-6062447447284207177</id><published>2010-06-21T12:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T12:46:24.767-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back</title><content type='html'>So we went to Destin Florida on vacation this past week. It was good to get away from things for a while. AK is browner than a biscuit. She did really well in the pool and finally at the beach. The seaweed was a bit "gooey" she said. It's pretty sad to think about how many things will be ruined due to the oil spill. It's weird to think that we lived through some of these events that will change the way out kids will learn in their history books. Floods, disasters, and all kinds o crazy things. I gave a homeless hitchhiker a protein bar. Just doing my part in the big scheme of things I guess.&lt;br /&gt;I'll post the pics on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;I'm out, 1&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602477860084080517-6062447447284207177?l=crenshawtrials.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/feeds/6062447447284207177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2010/06/back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/6062447447284207177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/6062447447284207177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2010/06/back.html' title='Back'/><author><name>DJ GT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13027626310178587499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah1etUXSdBQ/Sdn4TpQD04I/AAAAAAAAAAM/w3DoX9vE-mI/S220/crenshaw_beats.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602477860084080517.post-2996658550274798696</id><published>2010-04-14T07:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T07:26:04.337-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='X WORDS'/><title type='text'>words ending in..</title><content type='html'>Stupid Words with friends. Or should I put it in words that only Kyle might use to get 50 points....Yokel-like beside collaborators. I mean some of these  words that I'm seeing. Man I'm on a 200 level AR people. Moms, take credit. English teachers, take credit. If I ever write a book, I will seek wisdom in KyrandallO.&lt;br /&gt;To my chums who keep playing me and loosing I say thanks for the uplift of my spirits.&lt;br /&gt;This stupid game is addicting and had been moved to the home page on my apps! I almost wish I was a little bit nerdier so I could excel at this. The funny thing is that it's not about being a superior speller, a top scholar in vocabulary, or a whiz at scrabble. It's my stinking drive to be competitive and the fact that I hate to loose in any shape or form.&lt;br /&gt;So there. I said it.&lt;br /&gt;Triple letter and triple word this, "Loosing Blows anytime!"&lt;br /&gt;that is all&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602477860084080517-2996658550274798696?l=crenshawtrials.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/feeds/2996658550274798696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2010/04/words-ending-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/2996658550274798696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/2996658550274798696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2010/04/words-ending-in.html' title='words ending in..'/><author><name>DJ GT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13027626310178587499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah1etUXSdBQ/Sdn4TpQD04I/AAAAAAAAAAM/w3DoX9vE-mI/S220/crenshaw_beats.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602477860084080517.post-1488374112018419195</id><published>2010-04-01T06:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T06:44:20.927-05:00</updated><title type='text'>april fools</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ah1etUXSdBQ/S7SGkVn76LI/AAAAAAAAABk/or_yWBNG14Q/s1600/IMG_0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ah1etUXSdBQ/S7SGkVn76LI/AAAAAAAAABk/or_yWBNG14Q/s200/IMG_0084.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455133007490574514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's that time of year again. What time? April fools time. I am usually plotting planning to get somebody pretty good. The fact of the matter is I just don't really have the time and energy into it this year. so if I have tricked you in years prior, remember the good old days. And if you haven't fallen victim to any of my tom foolery, consider it an invitation for next year. Stay on your toes!&lt;br /&gt;Here is what the web considers some of the best hoaxes of all time.&lt;br /&gt;I'm DJ GT and I'm out.&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602477860084080517-1488374112018419195?l=crenshawtrials.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.museumofhoaxes.com/hoax/aprilfool/' title='april fools'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/feeds/1488374112018419195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-fools.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/1488374112018419195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/1488374112018419195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-fools.html' title='april fools'/><author><name>DJ GT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13027626310178587499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah1etUXSdBQ/Sdn4TpQD04I/AAAAAAAAAAM/w3DoX9vE-mI/S220/crenshaw_beats.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ah1etUXSdBQ/S7SGkVn76LI/AAAAAAAAABk/or_yWBNG14Q/s72-c/IMG_0084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602477860084080517.post-4428138927796049464</id><published>2010-03-26T13:46:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T14:10:26.963-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='underground'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cracker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beats i am.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tribe called quest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rehab'/><title type='text'>Because I do</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ah1etUXSdBQ/S60GjfPtIWI/AAAAAAAAABc/PHPamgQi0vM/s1600/IMG_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ah1etUXSdBQ/S60GjfPtIWI/AAAAAAAAABc/PHPamgQi0vM/s200/IMG_0005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453021930568098146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make music because......I do. I'm not the best at it, nor have I ever been. Some people read, some people knit, and others well, they do what they do that moves them. I make beats. I do it because I want to, not because I need to. Although everybody and their grandmother now a days makes tracks, who gives a rooty tooty?! I have found a new love for what I put on the back burner thanks to DJ Cross phase. Sampling. That's right I said it! Going back through records from my moms collection, records that Cross phase lays on me, or records digging through the crates, has broaden my horizons in what I though was music. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was fortunate to marry somebody that "gets it".Friday night has always been music night. Thanks Cara for letting me have Friday night music nights. I've always been a "DJ" since like 3rd grade when I was recording Q94 and then mixing off 2 tape players. Thanks to Worm who never would let me up in the booth at Ravens. You created a monster. Thanks to DJ Ace, who brought a new game to the "down south" sound.Thanks to Bassclef who showed me the world of underground. Thanks to Big country and the rest of the Crenshaw boys who have been through it all with me.I just wanted to say thanks to everybody and anybody who has ever said you suck, you're decent, you're white and white people don't rap. You're right. I don't rap. I talk over music. &lt;br /&gt; Like it or love it, I have grown and changed the way I "listen" to music.  I've always said well if I had this and that, I'd..... yeah I'm over that. I've got no deadlines on this thing. I make music, because I am music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I can see that my little girl (Anderson) gets it too! When we're in the car and she says "turn it loud daddy", you would have thought she made  the deans list, or won a Nobel prize. Or when she recognizes a song and says,'that's our song daddy". It makes me happy that something I love is loving something that I love! Chew on that one! Will I ever tour-no. Will I ever make money off it-no. Do I care-no!  &lt;br /&gt;The obsession is growing more and more each day. I feel like it's growing up with Anderson.  But the more and more I listen to these old records, it make me want to study more than I ever did for any test in school. maybe one day I'll figure out how to just "make music"!&lt;br /&gt;I'm DJ GT, I'm out.1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602477860084080517-4428138927796049464?l=crenshawtrials.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/feeds/4428138927796049464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2010/03/because-i-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/4428138927796049464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/4428138927796049464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2010/03/because-i-do.html' title='Because I do'/><author><name>DJ GT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13027626310178587499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah1etUXSdBQ/Sdn4TpQD04I/AAAAAAAAAAM/w3DoX9vE-mI/S220/crenshaw_beats.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ah1etUXSdBQ/S60GjfPtIWI/AAAAAAAAABc/PHPamgQi0vM/s72-c/IMG_0005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602477860084080517.post-1072431958653025911</id><published>2010-03-25T10:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T10:48:50.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'>From phone</title><content type='html'>Trying out a new app to keep on task with my randomness. I envy all the cool bloggers.&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602477860084080517-1072431958653025911?l=crenshawtrials.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/feeds/1072431958653025911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2010/03/from-phone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/1072431958653025911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/1072431958653025911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2010/03/from-phone.html' title='From phone'/><author><name>DJ GT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13027626310178587499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah1etUXSdBQ/Sdn4TpQD04I/AAAAAAAAAAM/w3DoX9vE-mI/S220/crenshaw_beats.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602477860084080517.post-6720178672921024584</id><published>2009-12-10T06:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T06:15:44.260-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ok really</title><content type='html'>http://www.independent.co.uk/travel/news-and-advice/snoop-dogg-lends-voice-to-navigation-system-1833562.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602477860084080517-6720178672921024584?l=crenshawtrials.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/feeds/6720178672921024584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2009/12/ok-really.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/6720178672921024584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/6720178672921024584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2009/12/ok-really.html' title='ok really'/><author><name>DJ GT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13027626310178587499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah1etUXSdBQ/Sdn4TpQD04I/AAAAAAAAAAM/w3DoX9vE-mI/S220/crenshaw_beats.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602477860084080517.post-4949702506552458006</id><published>2009-11-19T15:51:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T15:51:44.670-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cataloochee Webcam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=http://www.cataloochee.com/webcam.html&gt;Cataloochee Webcam&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted using &lt;a href="http://sharethis.com"&gt;ShareThis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602477860084080517-4949702506552458006?l=crenshawtrials.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/feeds/4949702506552458006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2009/11/cataloochee-webcam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/4949702506552458006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/4949702506552458006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2009/11/cataloochee-webcam.html' title='Cataloochee Webcam'/><author><name>DJ GT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13027626310178587499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah1etUXSdBQ/Sdn4TpQD04I/AAAAAAAAAAM/w3DoX9vE-mI/S220/crenshaw_beats.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602477860084080517.post-6926124442660781632</id><published>2009-09-07T13:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T13:08:41.402-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Real quick. I weighed in at 159. Now it's time to hit the weights!&lt;br /&gt;I'm out 1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602477860084080517-6926124442660781632?l=crenshawtrials.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/feeds/6926124442660781632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2009/09/real-quick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/6926124442660781632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/6926124442660781632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2009/09/real-quick.html' title=''/><author><name>DJ GT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13027626310178587499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah1etUXSdBQ/Sdn4TpQD04I/AAAAAAAAAAM/w3DoX9vE-mI/S220/crenshaw_beats.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602477860084080517.post-4817704990346810155</id><published>2009-08-14T13:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T13:58:48.713-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='huh?'/><title type='text'>vacay</title><content type='html'>Going to an island somewhere in south Carolina. And cut!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602477860084080517-4817704990346810155?l=crenshawtrials.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/feeds/4817704990346810155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2009/08/vacay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/4817704990346810155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/4817704990346810155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2009/08/vacay.html' title='vacay'/><author><name>DJ GT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13027626310178587499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah1etUXSdBQ/Sdn4TpQD04I/AAAAAAAAAAM/w3DoX9vE-mI/S220/crenshaw_beats.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602477860084080517.post-4944987644719348614</id><published>2009-07-27T20:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T20:59:10.362-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts</title><content type='html'>What's up world? Just a quick entry.. One of my closest friends has losses his wife due to a terrible twist of fate.&lt;br /&gt;Tell your loved ones every day how much they mean to you. Enjoy evey sunrise. Enjoy every sunset. I can not even imagne what big C is going through! I can only be there for him, like I always have. Thoughts and prayers go out to you buddy! &lt;br /&gt;I'm DJ GT AND IM OUT...1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602477860084080517-4944987644719348614?l=crenshawtrials.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/feeds/4944987644719348614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2009/07/thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/4944987644719348614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/4944987644719348614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2009/07/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts'/><author><name>DJ GT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13027626310178587499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah1etUXSdBQ/Sdn4TpQD04I/AAAAAAAAAAM/w3DoX9vE-mI/S220/crenshaw_beats.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602477860084080517.post-4592265505503856687</id><published>2009-05-26T06:26:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T06:56:42.901-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='squeeze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grunt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='downward dog'/><title type='text'>P90xercisin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ah1etUXSdBQ/ShvX969ah5I/AAAAAAAAABI/J2TbCgQMsig/s1600-h/S3010584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ah1etUXSdBQ/ShvX969ah5I/AAAAAAAAABI/J2TbCgQMsig/s200/S3010584.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340099241976694674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The day has come. Faced with little time, no money, and duties of a dad, I have no time to get to the gym. I was doing pretty good when I had the time when Anderson took a nap to hop on the stationary bike and ride a few miles. Morning naps have been "phased out". So now, I am going to embark on the workout trail. I have decided that my plan of attack will be the P90x workout(thanks Doug).What it is,is ...well I'm not really sure what it is. The infomercials get me hooked every time though. They seem to have good results. I know a few people that have given it a go and seem to be happy so far.&lt;br /&gt;With that being said, today will be my first day. I have already decided a while back to eat healthier and watch portion sizes. It got me back in the ball park of my High school day weight. While this is all honky dorey, I'd like to be in better shape. The mountain takes a toll on me for sure! And if I decide to get on the lake this summer, I don't want to be the fat long haired hippy.&lt;br /&gt;All of this sounds like a big deal. Yeah sure it is, but one of the biggest reasons I have decided to do this stuff is the wifey. If you guys haven't seen here lately, she looks great. she has been working her butt off, and I thought the least I could do is not look like a blubber! Not only that, but I don't want to fill the house full of junk and have temptation to steer her(and now us) away from the hard effort she has put behind the change. I feel better if I eat healthy. My ankle hasn't hurt really bad in a while. My mental thinking(although Cara might disagree) seems to be better. It's an all around good idea to be more healthy.&lt;br /&gt;Do I eat like work out Nazi...no. Do I want muscles on top of muscles like a Johnny Depp character on sponge bob square pants...no. I just want to be able to hold my kid for more than 10 minutes without getting tired. Or be able to rip the mountain this next winter and not be so exhausted by the 3rd run. (ok 2nd)&lt;br /&gt;So wish me luck in my workout "x-periment". I'm sure I'll need it. I hear the yoga part is a gas!&lt;br /&gt;I'm DJ GT and I'm out....1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602477860084080517-4592265505503856687?l=crenshawtrials.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/feeds/4592265505503856687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2009/05/p90xercisin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/4592265505503856687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/4592265505503856687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2009/05/p90xercisin.html' title='P90xercisin&apos;'/><author><name>DJ GT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13027626310178587499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah1etUXSdBQ/Sdn4TpQD04I/AAAAAAAAAAM/w3DoX9vE-mI/S220/crenshaw_beats.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ah1etUXSdBQ/ShvX969ah5I/AAAAAAAAABI/J2TbCgQMsig/s72-c/S3010584.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602477860084080517.post-1111619224818877318</id><published>2009-05-12T13:17:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T13:27:36.716-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blow up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frenzy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anyone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beuler'/><title type='text'>Ain't it</title><content type='html'>So Let's catch up. My kid is a stuntwoman, my wife is sick and sounds like a 104 old smoker, the cat has to take medicine due to Geriatrics status, I am in groundhog day,and there is a yard sale at my house Saturday which menas lots of strangers!&lt;br /&gt;Yup that about wraps up what's going onin the longest run on sentence known to man. &lt;br /&gt;  So the other day, Anderson decided she wanted to do summersaults down the stairs. She then tripped in/out the door onto the deck several times. She got bowled over by the dog. She never sheded a tear! Tell her there is no Dora, yogurt, or it's wet and she can't go outside...and watch out! Why you ask? Cause the kid has attitude! She knows what she wants and she, well, will stop at nothing to get it. Usually this blow out is curved by a funny noise, a stuffed animal, or spooky runnning to the rescue to see what in tarnation is going on. Then all is well in th emind of a 2 year old once again. Or at least until she remembers that none of the things she was crying for are actually going to happen. And so my life rolls on!&lt;br /&gt;I'm DJ GT and I'm out...1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602477860084080517-1111619224818877318?l=crenshawtrials.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/feeds/1111619224818877318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2009/05/aint-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/1111619224818877318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/1111619224818877318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2009/05/aint-it.html' title='Ain&apos;t it'/><author><name>DJ GT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13027626310178587499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah1etUXSdBQ/Sdn4TpQD04I/AAAAAAAAAAM/w3DoX9vE-mI/S220/crenshaw_beats.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602477860084080517.post-4758020409443533036</id><published>2009-04-27T10:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T10:08:40.781-05:00</updated><title type='text'>what?</title><content type='html'>Man... I hate walmart. The end.&lt;br /&gt;I'm out... 1.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602477860084080517-4758020409443533036?l=crenshawtrials.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/feeds/4758020409443533036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2009/04/what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/4758020409443533036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/4758020409443533036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2009/04/what.html' title='what?'/><author><name>DJ GT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13027626310178587499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah1etUXSdBQ/Sdn4TpQD04I/AAAAAAAAAAM/w3DoX9vE-mI/S220/crenshaw_beats.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602477860084080517.post-8825875074614438533</id><published>2009-04-19T09:09:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T15:03:20.723-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Braingames'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='huh?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='product'/><title type='text'>Pat pat pat.....yeah!</title><content type='html'>Dora,Diego, Wonder pets,Imagination movers,Yo gabba gabba,Backyardagins,Mickey mouse club house,Hip hop Harry,and now Special agent Oso. Who or what are these you ask? These are the animated little dudes that are rearing our toddlers of today. Our bilingual "pequinia"jabber jaws are teaching them in 30 minute blocks every morning. And now with the the addition of noggin, it's a computer generated smorgasboard 24-7.  It's so funny to see my almost 2 year old go nuts when she hears any of the before mentioned theme songs!&lt;br /&gt;And of course it goes without saying, the onslaught of products are the next progression in the what I like to refer as generation N(for noggin).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From toothpaste to fruit snacks, the list goes on. Who are these people who come up with these concepts? And what are they like in real life? Can you imagine this, "hey Lee you wanna grab some lunch?" Lee answers back, "what do you think,should I go. If yes say yes.....(long significant pause)..... Yeah. Good answer! Yes we want yummy in our tummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or what if the writers are 40 something bald fat guys who got beat up as kids. They run subliminal phrases in all of their shows. Hit the cat. Smack your brother. Throw your green beans. I'm just saying. I like to think that these shows are educational and getting her ready for school. Then I remember.... I used to watch pee wee Herman.&lt;br /&gt;I'm DJ GT and I'm out..1.&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602477860084080517-8825875074614438533?l=crenshawtrials.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/feeds/8825875074614438533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2009/04/pat-pat-patyeah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/8825875074614438533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/8825875074614438533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2009/04/pat-pat-patyeah.html' title='Pat pat pat.....yeah!'/><author><name>DJ GT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13027626310178587499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah1etUXSdBQ/Sdn4TpQD04I/AAAAAAAAAAM/w3DoX9vE-mI/S220/crenshaw_beats.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602477860084080517.post-7692238402134232088</id><published>2009-04-16T06:58:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T07:32:29.361-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='win'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='think'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coach'/><title type='text'>Championship state of mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ah1etUXSdBQ/Secdx4bNkFI/AAAAAAAAABA/adPOopOOFGM/s1600-h/IMG_7114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ah1etUXSdBQ/Secdx4bNkFI/AAAAAAAAABA/adPOopOOFGM/s200/IMG_7114.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325257827186217042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you all know I am in the position of interacting with children ages k-4th grade.&lt;br /&gt;Some of the students have been playing team sports and get so excited when they have a game after they leave for the day. Or, they just can't wait for Saturday to come when it's just Thursday!&lt;br /&gt;I can remember waking up on a Saturday morning to get my Skyhawk green jersey, shorts, and socks on....and waiting! The game wouldn't be for another 6-8 hours, but I was ready. I was ready to block every shot on goal. I was ready to say WE won. I was ready to get another gold star sewn on my jersey for a victory or no goal game. I was ready to put a check mark in the win column.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now a days I have learned that in a team sport environment, there is no score. There are no winners, there are no losers. The kids all play. The kids all win. To this I say...BULL! What are we teaching them? The point is to play as a team. The point is to show good sportsmanship. The point is....no the point is they know if they win or loose!&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm all for sharing in the experience of playing organized sports. I'm all for letting all the kids play. What I am not all for is not showing them a life lesson in letting them keep score. Although we don't like to admit it, sometimes we loose. And in defeat comes victory. You have to adapt to the difficult task of failure. You have to plan to succeed. The 7 p's!&lt;br /&gt;The only thing we show these kids by not keeping score, is that team sports aren't team sports. I hear the kids talk. I hear them say , "I scored 4 runs, goals,points... whatevers." What part of a team is that? Maybe if there was a score being kept, I would hear,"my team won."&lt;br /&gt;So coaches, let's be coaches. Let's teach them how to trap the ball, spread the field, and not to be off sides. Let's also teach them the importance of relying on your teammates, looking forward to celebrating in a win, and working hard to overcome a loss. Let the kids play the game. I agree winning isn't everything. But tell that to a advertising agent who is just about to land a multi million account and they are going to let the new guy draw up the idea! Tell him oh well we weren't keeping score. 1-2, 20-4.. kids keep score. Parents keep stats. Coaches keep a record. And life,well in the big scheme of things,it keeps score. &lt;br /&gt;I'm DJ GT and I'm out. 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either love your players or get out of coaching.&lt;br /&gt;-- Bobby Dodd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602477860084080517-7692238402134232088?l=crenshawtrials.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/feeds/7692238402134232088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2009/04/championship-state-of-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/7692238402134232088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/7692238402134232088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2009/04/championship-state-of-mind.html' title='Championship state of mind'/><author><name>DJ GT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13027626310178587499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah1etUXSdBQ/Sdn4TpQD04I/AAAAAAAAAAM/w3DoX9vE-mI/S220/crenshaw_beats.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ah1etUXSdBQ/Secdx4bNkFI/AAAAAAAAABA/adPOopOOFGM/s72-c/IMG_7114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602477860084080517.post-5052429043021639789</id><published>2009-04-11T08:10:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T09:08:48.473-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='origins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='team'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crenshaw'/><title type='text'>Origins of a name</title><content type='html'>There has been some questions raised as to why the name Crenshaw Trials was picked for the name of this blog. The question was spawned from both my mom and my father in law relating it to the school I work in. Nope. The name has stuck through the years due to a core of people who even if they don't know it, have shifted and shaped me into the character you see at the end of the credits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The name Crenshaw,came from a comment that was made back in the year of our world, 1994. There were several of us who use to,"eat as a team." People would ask us which dorm we lived in and our response was ..the ghetto. The dorms at TTU were nothing to brag about. Crenshaw was fitting to us southerners, because it just went with the west side of campus. It also painted a picture of run down buildings and poverty. Sorry to anyone who resides in the Crenshaw community. Not that I have ever visited the area of Crenshaw..but the news and movies portrayed it that way. And that was good enough for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Crenshaw was born. It is now the name of my production company when I DJ, a personal greeting texted sporadically between us, and occasionally creeps its way into song lyrics brewed up in Roswell studios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A formal thank you goes out to all the founding fathers of the core group of friends met in college.And a special thanks to all those of you who became honorary members later on in my/our lives. Crenshaw will never die because it is has taken flight way beyond the idea of where I used to live or who I use to spend quality time with every day. The word Crenshaw has sprouted into a meaning of life. A ghost of the spirit of the good old days, a eulogy to those who have passed, and a storm of future exhaltations and celebrations. Crenshaw........ yeah.&lt;br /&gt;I'm DJ GT and I'm out....1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602477860084080517-5052429043021639789?l=crenshawtrials.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/feeds/5052429043021639789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2009/04/origins-of-name.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/5052429043021639789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/5052429043021639789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2009/04/origins-of-name.html' title='Origins of a name'/><author><name>DJ GT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13027626310178587499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah1etUXSdBQ/Sdn4TpQD04I/AAAAAAAAAAM/w3DoX9vE-mI/S220/crenshaw_beats.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602477860084080517.post-6683907940433595556</id><published>2009-04-06T07:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T20:27:38.446-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the alpha'/><title type='text'>Good evening</title><content type='html'>Welcome all and one to the random thoughts of Trevor Sheets. Now this may be a mind journey for some and sporatic more than anything. I started thinking when I got twitter(follow me)... (taubuzz), that one line thoughts aren't just enough. And the recent happenings of the leader of the free world(aka Kyle) being jacked, just got me thinking when I read his blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it is ladies and gentlemen. The first post on what is to be known throughout the blog world as the Crenshaw Trials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to keep up shall we. And so it begins.&lt;br /&gt;GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602477860084080517-6683907940433595556?l=crenshawtrials.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/feeds/6683907940433595556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2009/04/good-evening.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/6683907940433595556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602477860084080517/posts/default/6683907940433595556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crenshawtrials.blogspot.com/2009/04/good-evening.html' title='Good evening'/><author><name>DJ GT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13027626310178587499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah1etUXSdBQ/Sdn4TpQD04I/AAAAAAAAAAM/w3DoX9vE-mI/S220/crenshaw_beats.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
