<?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-6071578304011179015</id><updated>2011-08-27T10:28:16.215-06:00</updated><category term='P'/><title type='text'>our wildly probably hope-that all will be well</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071578304011179015.post-4569308928327220525</id><published>2011-01-21T10:17:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T11:16:54.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Football Guy</title><summary type='text'>July 28th is my anniversary. This year it will be four years...most of that time I have been lost in wonderment of how it's all going to work out!?This past July 28th I sat in the Athletic Directors office interviewing for a basketball coaching job. As the AD and I toured the campus showing me the wonderful accomplishments and unfinished accomplishments, we approached the weight room, whereupon I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/feeds/4569308928327220525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2011/01/football-guy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/4569308928327220525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/4569308928327220525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2011/01/football-guy.html' title='Football Guy'/><author><name>Joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071578304011179015.post-7492018630316259755</id><published>2011-01-16T15:18:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T15:40:44.923-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='P'/><title type='text'>Gone quiet</title><summary type='text'>Some wonderful things have been brewing in the mind I have been given. Although, I am not yet ready to share, I feel an obligation to write because it's the new year and with all things new, you make commitments that 'you' will inevitably not keep.Since the last post, the experience of coaching high school basketball has consumed my time, and with high school comes high school problems.This is a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/feeds/7492018630316259755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2011/01/gone-quiet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/7492018630316259755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/7492018630316259755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2011/01/gone-quiet.html' title='Gone quiet'/><author><name>Joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071578304011179015.post-2618012006421742003</id><published>2010-11-10T18:56:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T19:22:09.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A moment</title><summary type='text'>Recently I have been into podcasts. It's a way to find out crazy information about people, places and stuff!Example - I now know who George Lawrence Price is. If that name doesn't sound familiar, try finding out who he is, without google-ing his name. Hint: ask older generations.One podcast that I have been enjoying is Vinyl Cafe Stories. The best way to describe it- Prairie Home Company but for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/feeds/2618012006421742003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2010/11/moment.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/2618012006421742003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/2618012006421742003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2010/11/moment.html' title='A moment'/><author><name>Joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071578304011179015.post-7262888488986276654</id><published>2010-10-20T02:37:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T03:35:31.715-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiding places</title><summary type='text'>                                             explore bookstriviaquizzespeopleauthorsvideoswritingquoteseventsswap                                        "Here is the world.  Beautiful and terrible things will happen.  Don't be afraid." -Frederick BuechnerI spent the better, or worse, part of the night watching the 'Friday the 13th' movies...I enjoy them because it reminds me of being a kid and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/feeds/7262888488986276654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2010/10/hiding-places.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/7262888488986276654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/7262888488986276654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2010/10/hiding-places.html' title='Hiding places'/><author><name>Joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071578304011179015.post-5994605783889053192</id><published>2010-09-30T19:05:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T19:39:03.480-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a fool who plays it cool</title><summary type='text'>The view from outside the tent-Meriwether Lewis, TNThe view from inside the tent-Meriwether Lewis Park, TNThe morning view-Santa Rosa Beach, FLLeah evading the sun-Santa Rosa Beach, FLThe evening view-Santa Rosa Beach, FL</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/feeds/5994605783889053192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-fool-who-plays-it-cool.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/5994605783889053192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/5994605783889053192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-fool-who-plays-it-cool.html' title='It&apos;s a fool who plays it cool'/><author><name>Joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NsS9WPsmmRc/TKU42_ga92I/AAAAAAAAADY/wu8KindQB5g/s72-c/SAM_0643.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071578304011179015.post-2688521397655519370</id><published>2010-09-08T02:48:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T04:22:47.224-06:00</updated><title type='text'>into and out of</title><summary type='text'>Listening to life is cumbersome.A constant in the midst of change has been the ability for me to set aside time during the week to re-connect with others and most importantly where I am. Fortunately, over the past that time has fallen on Tuesday. It is a day that had always snuck in the back door allowing a few hours to slow down, breath and listen to the natural rhythms of the week, month and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/feeds/2688521397655519370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2010/09/into-and-out-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/2688521397655519370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/2688521397655519370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2010/09/into-and-out-of.html' title='into and out of'/><author><name>Joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071578304011179015.post-1903606451355435944</id><published>2010-08-15T12:10:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T12:37:20.683-06:00</updated><title type='text'>63 days in a row</title><summary type='text'>It's been way too long since I have been able to write, and I'm missing it with much sincerity!A few things have been tumbling around in my mind, that I hope to write about soon, but until then I felt an urgent need to communicate what has been going on.New J.O.B- I am currently working at a school part time doing maitnence work. It's extremely fun! I'm sure there will be stories that will be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/feeds/1903606451355435944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2010/08/63-days-in-row.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/1903606451355435944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/1903606451355435944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2010/08/63-days-in-row.html' title='63 days in a row'/><author><name>Joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071578304011179015.post-5683394755113955995</id><published>2010-07-21T07:38:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T08:49:40.334-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Banging my head against a pillow</title><summary type='text'>Often I muse at the possibilities that exist outside myself.Wearing the pastel polo's matched with plaid shorts, driving the latest hybrid-SUV, two people and a six month old-living in a 3,5oo sq ft home fully decorated with the greatest Pottery Barn has to offer, a week defined by what a 20 year old kid does on the football field, a level of intellect characterized by the latest Apple Iphone </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/feeds/5683394755113955995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2010/07/banging-my-head-against-pillow.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/5683394755113955995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/5683394755113955995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2010/07/banging-my-head-against-pillow.html' title='Banging my head against a pillow'/><author><name>Joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071578304011179015.post-3630403669227959549</id><published>2010-07-09T07:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T08:20:30.733-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A typical day in the south</title><summary type='text'>Stiched to a standard blue collar work shop shirt, one you'll find in any automotive shop across America, read the words 'Hank'.In a long southern draw, "Can I help you?""Yeah, I blew a tire out yesterday and was wondering if you have any used tires?"Hank said, "Runnin a little low, follow me... 'Kenny, can you help this guy, he got a blowd out tire and needs a used one"Kenny looking in my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/feeds/3630403669227959549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2010/07/typical-day-in-south.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/3630403669227959549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/3630403669227959549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2010/07/typical-day-in-south.html' title='A typical day in the south'/><author><name>Joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071578304011179015.post-631644206208620103</id><published>2010-07-07T21:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T21:50:08.864-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiking</title><summary type='text'>A few weeks ago Leah and I took our niece [aka 'BC'] hiking. Knowing that kids love to go on adventures we used the opportunity to discover a nearby cave. This is a snapshot of "BC" and I discovering the great abyss, which lasted for maybe 15 yards.I couldn't help but think about being a kid - this cave would be the biggest thing in the world and last forever! The joys of being young.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/feeds/631644206208620103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2010/07/hiking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/631644206208620103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/631644206208620103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2010/07/hiking.html' title='Hiking'/><author><name>Joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NsS9WPsmmRc/TDVI8OKPPsI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ptFwv-KkJAc/s72-c/hiking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071578304011179015.post-2034402481223154932</id><published>2010-06-29T07:35:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T08:30:08.372-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What are you up to?</title><summary type='text'>June is running out of time.Off the hills of a much needed vacation filled with good friends, good conversation and good beer, the summer is quickly passing along.The traditional thoughts I hold during summer...vacations, nights spent at Arrington [local winery owned by Kix Brooks of 'Brooks and Dun' FANTASTIC!] camping, hinking, and the world cup...have taken a back seat to planning a life </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/feeds/2034402481223154932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-are-you-up-to.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/2034402481223154932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/2034402481223154932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-are-you-up-to.html' title='What are you up to?'/><author><name>Joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071578304011179015.post-7561859143654792731</id><published>2010-06-01T09:20:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T10:50:34.874-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A year ago today</title><summary type='text'>It's hard not to think back to last year at this time.June 1, 2009 we packed up the U-haul and headed east and south to a different life in Tennessee. The 20 hour drive gave us many conversations about how life would change for us, how life would be both easy and hard. The anticipation of change that has been fulfilled is equal to those things we couldn't anticipate coming to fruition. There have</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/feeds/7561859143654792731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2010/06/year-ago-today.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/7561859143654792731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/7561859143654792731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2010/06/year-ago-today.html' title='A year ago today'/><author><name>Joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071578304011179015.post-1613504079222975196</id><published>2010-05-27T09:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T09:38:12.704-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping</title><summary type='text'>Last weekend the wife and I packed the car up and took our right of passage, as all good Americans should, and went camping. The day of and the trip out was filled with anticipation and excitement, as this being our first outing of the season. About an hour into the trip we sat in a parking lot of traffic for two hours only moving five miles.Needless to say the level of excitement was geared down</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/feeds/1613504079222975196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2010/05/camping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/1613504079222975196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/1613504079222975196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2010/05/camping.html' title='Camping'/><author><name>Joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071578304011179015.post-7400877754686477025</id><published>2010-05-11T12:39:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T13:02:02.802-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What summer feels like</title><summary type='text'>About a month ago, I wrote a wonderfully hopeful short piece about what summer looks like.Today I am writing about what summer feels like.Day 13 of being sick with allergies and believe me day 13 is no better than day 1. I never was sick with allergies until I moved to the south. It seems that my corner of the sandbox is a perfect breeding ground for ALL the various things I can be allergic to!At</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/feeds/7400877754686477025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-summer-feels-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/7400877754686477025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/7400877754686477025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-summer-feels-like.html' title='What summer feels like'/><author><name>Joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071578304011179015.post-3580111125228300585</id><published>2010-05-06T14:33:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T14:46:14.615-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Arizona Jack</title><summary type='text'>Rain pouring down, my pipe began to billow with smoke. It was one of those rainy day’s that make inside seem more comforting than it actually is. As each person walked along the sidewalk, umbrellas, held tight in hand, women were protecting their outfits of choice, the men wore trench coats and top hats and galoshes covering their hand crafted dress shoes.In walked a stranger, as much as a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/feeds/3580111125228300585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2010/05/arizona-jack.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/3580111125228300585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/3580111125228300585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2010/05/arizona-jack.html' title='Arizona Jack'/><author><name>Joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071578304011179015.post-2043919455445227770</id><published>2010-04-21T21:18:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T21:21:46.338-06:00</updated><title type='text'>living, eating and being well</title><summary type='text'>A great little website educating people about eating well, local and organic.http://bit.ly/jyhqV</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/feeds/2043919455445227770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2010/04/living-eating-and-being-well.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/2043919455445227770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/2043919455445227770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2010/04/living-eating-and-being-well.html' title='living, eating and being well'/><author><name>Joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071578304011179015.post-6499683675288349062</id><published>2010-04-19T21:04:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T21:10:16.475-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A horrible basketball player</title><summary type='text'>Having the pleasure to watch the greatest basketball players of all time; MJ, Magic, Bird, etc. I’m currently enjoying the experience of watching an NBA that is redefining the “no-mans land” it has been in for the past 10 years or so. The playoffs have been extremely fun to watch especially in light of recent events surrounding the Celtics and Heat, it almost elevates the level of play each time </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/feeds/6499683675288349062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2010/04/horrible-basketball-player.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/6499683675288349062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/6499683675288349062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2010/04/horrible-basketball-player.html' title='A horrible basketball player'/><author><name>Joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071578304011179015.post-2231557553624642349</id><published>2010-04-14T21:08:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T21:30:21.883-06:00</updated><title type='text'>what summer sometimes looks like</title><summary type='text'>One of my favorite aspects of summer is sitting on the deck with the wife, grilling, enjoying one of Colorado's fine brews and having a good cigar! This year Leah has taken the great challenge of growing our own herbs and tomato's, while I will spend more time dealing with the lawn! Needless to say, we are starting out with high hopes and tons of energy!I thought this picture captured what summer</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/feeds/2231557553624642349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-summer-sometimes-looks-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/2231557553624642349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/2231557553624642349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-summer-sometimes-looks-like.html' title='what summer sometimes looks like'/><author><name>Joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NsS9WPsmmRc/S8aINk-6wzI/AAAAAAAAACE/9rFY3N6sO4c/s72-c/leah+summer+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071578304011179015.post-173391365686439215</id><published>2010-04-12T20:34:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T22:12:09.629-06:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend</title><summary type='text'>These are the shenanigans that came my way this week...-A parade of mules-I was told that "My neighbors dog jumped off a bridge and committed suicide."-Used 15 dollars of gas to buy 15 dollars of Olive Oil.-Saw my first glass mailbox from 1933-Was almost killed by an angry southerner hauling a 15ft trailer and decided to "fake" cut me off while going 75mph on a two lane road.-Walked out of a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/feeds/173391365686439215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2010/04/weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/173391365686439215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/173391365686439215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2010/04/weekend.html' title='weekend'/><author><name>Joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NsS9WPsmmRc/S8Pt-AcJYdI/AAAAAAAAABs/v0IGZP88ma0/s72-c/newjoe2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071578304011179015.post-1293642826531972744</id><published>2010-04-08T18:34:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T19:26:08.830-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Cigars + Good Scotch</title><summary type='text'>Often I wonder about all the great/favorite writers through history, specifically the great writers of recent-Lewis, Buechner, Tolkien and can't forget about the other member in the band-Tolstoy! What made them so great? Was it their wonderful gift of words? Did they stumble upon a beauty within that God reserves for a select few? Did they possess a special power to see life through different </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/feeds/1293642826531972744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2010/04/smoking-drinking-alone-greatness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/1293642826531972744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/1293642826531972744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2010/04/smoking-drinking-alone-greatness.html' title='Good Cigars + Good Scotch'/><author><name>Joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071578304011179015.post-7915763012605238932</id><published>2010-04-04T12:09:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T20:21:13.707-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer = lawn care</title><summary type='text'>Two weeks ago, and my grass sitting about 7 inches tall, I decided it was time to take the right of passage and buy my first lawn mower. I headed out to the local Lowe's [partly because we don't have a Home Depot close by] and after doing all my research purchased my first lawn mower. Needless to say the excitement was overwhelming! I couldn't wait to get home and start a summer of maintaining "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/feeds/7915763012605238932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2010/04/summerlawn-care.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/7915763012605238932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/7915763012605238932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2010/04/summerlawn-care.html' title='Summer = lawn care'/><author><name>Joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071578304011179015.post-4709038045768920510</id><published>2010-03-24T20:31:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T20:47:07.190-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost in translation</title><summary type='text'>I once heard that animals have instinctual knowledge about death; they know when someone is on their death bed; they know when other animals are dying; they know when they themselves are about to die by the way they find their final resting place, curl up and slowly go. Over the past two weeks I have done nothing but remain at home. With a highly anticipated trip this weekend to visit some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/feeds/4709038045768920510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2010/03/lost-in-translation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/4709038045768920510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/4709038045768920510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2010/03/lost-in-translation.html' title='Lost in translation'/><author><name>Joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071578304011179015.post-8721301845299765601</id><published>2010-03-22T20:02:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T20:04:07.139-06:00</updated><title type='text'>conversations of past</title><summary type='text'>Reporter asked, “Are you truly happy?” Bob Dylan replied, “Those are yuppie words, happiness and unhappiness. It’s not happiness or unhappiness, it’s blessed or unblessed. The implications are one seeks a life free of complications, struggles and obstructions while the other learns to live in harmony with them with a constant positive perseverance."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/feeds/8721301845299765601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2010/03/conversations-of-past.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/8721301845299765601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/8721301845299765601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2010/03/conversations-of-past.html' title='conversations of past'/><author><name>Joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071578304011179015.post-1616271712507231865</id><published>2010-02-03T21:00:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T21:20:20.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Using my gift</title><summary type='text'>Visited a church a few weeks ago where Scott, serving on the hospitality team, politely introduced himself and as we proceded to to exchange pleasentries the age old question of 'what do you do for a living?' was asked...now there are two roads I can travel at this point 1. 'I go to school' or 2. 'I work at a cigar shop'. Since I was at a church and more importantly I'm at a church in the south, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/feeds/1616271712507231865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2010/02/using-my-gift.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/1616271712507231865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/1616271712507231865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2010/02/using-my-gift.html' title='Using my gift'/><author><name>Joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071578304011179015.post-1978907325678576423</id><published>2010-01-07T03:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T03:09:10.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In years past I would wake up in the middle of the night and  hear God speak as if he were standing beside me...now days I wake to silence. Sent via BlackBerry from T-Mobile</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/feeds/1978907325678576423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2010/01/in-years-past-i-would-wake-up-in-middle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/1978907325678576423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/1978907325678576423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2010/01/in-years-past-i-would-wake-up-in-middle.html' title=''/><author><name>Joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071578304011179015.post-1705096360574296607</id><published>2009-10-14T18:53:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T18:54:47.004-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A quick thought</title><summary type='text'>Talking with a friends this afternoon I came to the realization that life changes really quick and that change is normal!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/feeds/1705096360574296607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2009/10/quick-thought.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/1705096360574296607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/1705096360574296607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2009/10/quick-thought.html' title='A quick thought'/><author><name>Joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071578304011179015.post-2529290412838096963</id><published>2009-09-03T10:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T09:56:14.347-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Over the past few months, which I'm assuming is mostly due to the change in life, there has been a gradual shift towards a restructure of values. Not that I am throwing out the old for new, rather refining those already apart of life to be more of a physical display of long held values.  The shift exist in the re-working and working-out of these values. I find myself having different threds of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/feeds/2529290412838096963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2009/09/over-past-few-months-which-i-assuming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/2529290412838096963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/2529290412838096963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2009/09/over-past-few-months-which-i-assuming.html' title=''/><author><name>Joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071578304011179015.post-6470031910035105779</id><published>2009-08-27T12:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T11:04:16.899-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A big issue that has haunted me for years is never knowing what I should do. Let me explain. Starting in my high school years I have often wonderd what I should be doing with my life? This question has always been on the backburner of my mind because whatever I ended up doing left me wanting and unsatisfied. I have on many occasions felt that working in a church, running my own small business and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/feeds/6470031910035105779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2009/08/big-issue-that-has-haunted-me-for-years.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/6470031910035105779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/6470031910035105779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2009/08/big-issue-that-has-haunted-me-for-years.html' title=''/><author><name>Joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071578304011179015.post-7450354582049230206</id><published>2009-08-24T21:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T20:09:16.617-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>KingdomI hope over the next few weeks to interact with some of Wrights thoughts on what the 'kingdom of God' means to christians living  out a daily missional lifestyle. Although these may be some new and challenging thoughts, my real reason for posting will be for clarification sake on my personal behalf. I believe it to be an oddity that specific aspects of life come in many shapes and sizes, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/feeds/7450354582049230206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2009/08/kingdom-i-hope-over-next-few-weeks-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/7450354582049230206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/7450354582049230206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2009/08/kingdom-i-hope-over-next-few-weeks-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071578304011179015.post-8938909522489972972</id><published>2009-08-20T07:50:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T19:17:49.542-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Question</title><summary type='text'>I wonder how will the mothership [aka ESPN] ruin the beautiful game? Sent via BlackBerry from T-Mobile</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/feeds/8938909522489972972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2009/08/question-i-wonder-how-will-mothership.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/8938909522489972972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/8938909522489972972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2009/08/question-i-wonder-how-will-mothership.html' title='Question'/><author><name>Joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071578304011179015.post-1510939841703781705</id><published>2009-08-20T06:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T17:12:54.497-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Whenever your in reverse, things come at you from behind</title><summary type='text'>Last night the wife and I posted up on our back porch to de-compress from the day. There is a new conversation we have been having about our spiritual lives in the context of a traditional Christianity that exist in the south. It has been with some ease to identify  the differences of a cultural context that exist within church, lifestyle and immediate family. One specific point of interest is in</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/feeds/1510939841703781705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2009/08/whenever-your-in-reverse-things-come-at.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/1510939841703781705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/1510939841703781705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2009/08/whenever-your-in-reverse-things-come-at.html' title='Whenever your in reverse, things come at you from behind'/><author><name>Joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071578304011179015.post-9105490179776318610</id><published>2009-08-17T07:52:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T17:26:11.840-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Remaining</title><summary type='text'>The journey of searching for a church to call home is taking a little longer than I first anticipated. We have been attending a place that is fairly typical for the south; big [1000] a heavy emphasis on kids, somewhat of an edgy sermon, hip songs played by a 'rock band' in contrast to a typical choir, but found myself annoyed by the standard lingo that is vomited from 'pulpits' all over the south</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/feeds/9105490179776318610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2009/08/time-remaining-journey-of-searching-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/9105490179776318610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/9105490179776318610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2009/08/time-remaining-journey-of-searching-for.html' title='Time Remaining'/><author><name>Joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071578304011179015.post-5477648814845990913</id><published>2009-08-14T18:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T18:44:51.584-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A friday night at the Sulateskee's</title><summary type='text'>Tonight is fairly typical at our home as of late. Order a Pizza from "Planet Pizza" which includes the various toppings of Italian sausage, pepperoni and banana peppers. Then we sit to watch a movie, or like tonight we are on our second one, and it's only 7:30. We watched "American president" which to our surprise had a ton of West Wing characters and the screenplay was written by our beloved </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/feeds/5477648814845990913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2009/08/friday-night-at-sulateskees.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/5477648814845990913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/5477648814845990913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2009/08/friday-night-at-sulateskees.html' title='A friday night at the Sulateskee&apos;s'/><author><name>Joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071578304011179015.post-8909918931101349945</id><published>2009-08-12T19:46:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T20:13:09.817-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kindred spirits on a journey</title><summary type='text'>Having an ability, and more importantly time to think and have conversations within my head, there are few rhythms I have been able to develop since moving to the south. 1. Reading-I read way more and by default have more to say than I ever imagined I would. I read it years ago..."reading makes you rich!"2. Vanilla chai-always a consistent intake of chai over the the years, I now find myself </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/feeds/8909918931101349945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2009/08/kindred-spirits-on-journey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/8909918931101349945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/8909918931101349945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2009/08/kindred-spirits-on-journey.html' title='Kindred spirits on a journey'/><author><name>Joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071578304011179015.post-3107356790808772419</id><published>2009-08-10T18:07:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T18:19:10.774-06:00</updated><title type='text'>...to create space to create</title><summary type='text'>It's been a nutty week! Beside the nuttiness, I did want to share some thoughts concerning a book I'm reading, 'surprised by hope' N.T.Wright. It's a gem of a read! One of the favorite parts of my day has been reading before falling asleep, or falling asleep while reading, however with this book I just read and read and read! And once I find myself at a good stopping point, I put the book down, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/feeds/3107356790808772419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2009/08/to-create-space-to-create.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/3107356790808772419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/3107356790808772419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2009/08/to-create-space-to-create.html' title='...to create space to create'/><author><name>Joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071578304011179015.post-1803242087353559375</id><published>2009-08-05T18:13:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T18:21:12.923-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving</title><summary type='text'>This is my first real chance to sit down and write electronicaly. I have had a good amount of time to write for myself, and writing for others, even if I only read this, uses another side of the imagination, that is lost in the silence of my time alone. Coming upon two months of being removed, life has been breathable. Up until recently, life had been filled with coming and going and more going </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/feeds/1803242087353559375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2009/08/moving.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/1803242087353559375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/1803242087353559375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2009/08/moving.html' title='Moving'/><author><name>Joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071578304011179015.post-1606178403648420418</id><published>2009-03-24T11:20:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T11:25:42.994-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Theory</title><summary type='text'>I have been studying a little about theory these day's. I don't know why, but it has been of some interest; theological theory, political theory, government theory. I have been mulling over this thought...capitalism is an imperfect system for imperfect people, socialism is a perfect system for perfect people. I haven't been able to fully develop all my logical conclusions if this statement is in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/feeds/1606178403648420418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2009/03/theory.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/1606178403648420418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/1606178403648420418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2009/03/theory.html' title='Theory'/><author><name>Joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071578304011179015.post-7912671284130750370</id><published>2009-03-18T14:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T14:08:11.702-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship</title><summary type='text'>It’s an amazing process the makings of friends. Most come from hallows of life found in unexpected places in unexpected times, with rarity in friendship, more often than not, is demonstrated in the den of common sharing, common feelings and common values; whereas, greatness of friendship is refined by fire in tragedy and comedy and sorrow and joy; maintaining longevity, friendship is put on trial</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/feeds/7912671284130750370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2009/03/friendship.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/7912671284130750370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/7912671284130750370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2009/03/friendship.html' title='Friendship'/><author><name>Joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071578304011179015.post-3789377993640666310</id><published>2009-03-17T10:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T10:55:22.982-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes I like</title><summary type='text'>Here are some quotes by Mr. Sedaris. A true story teller. "For the first twenty years of my life, I rocked myself to sleep. It was a harmless enough hobby, but eventually, I had to give it up. Throughout the next twenty-two years I lay still and discovered that after a few minutes I could drop off with no problem. Follow seven beers with a couple of scotches and a thimble of good marijuana, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/feeds/3789377993640666310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2009/03/quotes-i-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/3789377993640666310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/3789377993640666310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2009/03/quotes-i-like.html' title='Quotes I like'/><author><name>Joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071578304011179015.post-6469267555467251109</id><published>2009-03-16T13:10:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T13:20:07.881-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Love the simplicity of past</title><summary type='text'>Escaping to places of intention, solitude, and refreshment are more times then I should think, meet with the reality of brokenness and sorrow. Believing that in order to change the world, first a change had to take place within me and realizing as of late, that a change in me doesn’t mean the world automatically changes. Joy and sorrow are all too common words. Memories of the past hold musing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/feeds/6469267555467251109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-simplicity-of-past.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/6469267555467251109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/6469267555467251109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-simplicity-of-past.html' title='Love the simplicity of past'/><author><name>Joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071578304011179015.post-3545118093415722380</id><published>2009-03-13T12:05:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T10:39:57.495-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't ever feel my legs right now</title><summary type='text'>A name not synonymous with basketball became a deciding factor in one of the most historic games! 244 points, 226 minutes, 209 total shots, 125 rebounds, 43 turnovers, 93 free throw attempts and 8 guy's fouling out. As a coach the numbers don't lie. As a coach I could never imagine a 6 overtime game. As a coach I bet the play book ran a little short. BUT.  As a fan I became apart of history. As a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/feeds/3545118093415722380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-cant-ever-feel-my-legs-right-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/3545118093415722380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/3545118093415722380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-cant-ever-feel-my-legs-right-now.html' title='I can&apos;t ever feel my legs right now'/><author><name>Joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071578304011179015.post-49100262139383413</id><published>2009-03-10T11:25:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T12:11:20.353-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A foot deep</title><summary type='text'>Reading has always been an enjoyable time for me. However, there are moments when reading is not as enjoyable. Last night, I sat on my couch, finishing a mediocre book about Thomas Jefferson's life. One aspect about Jefferson' s life I enjoyed was his writings of letters. Over the course of his lifetime, he wrote over 18,000 letters...more are still being discovered today. If you do the math </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/feeds/49100262139383413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2009/03/day-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/49100262139383413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071578304011179015/posts/default/49100262139383413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joesulateskee.blogspot.com/2009/03/day-2.html' title='A foot deep'/><author><name>Joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071578304011179015.post-6903391948127677555</id><published>2009-03-09T11:40:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T15:42:50.378-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Weakness illuminates needs</title><summary type='text'>Total independence. I can do everything alone. I don’t need anyone or anything. When we are moved against our will, we kick and scream and fight with every fiber of our being.  Functioning independently causes God to propel us to dependency. Dependency is not a natural function, we need to learn and grow and develop dependency on others and on God.Everyone is happy in their solitary world. 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