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</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwzsvoOGnD1r95ndzo2_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwzsvoOGnD1r95ndzo7_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwzsvoOGnD1r95ndzo3_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwzsvoOGnD1r95ndzo4_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwzsvoOGnD1r95ndzo6_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwzsvoOGnD1r95ndzo8_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwzsvoOGnD1r95ndzo5_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;



&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://jadozier.tumblr.com/post/15776456529</link><guid>http://jadozier.tumblr.com/post/15776456529</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Jan 2012 10:27:14 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxmzn5jazi1qlqnuno1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://jadozier.tumblr.com/post/15669635637</link><guid>http://jadozier.tumblr.com/post/15669635637</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Jan 2012 08:47:29 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>short story (no title)</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8230;&amp;#8230;. as he approached I could feel the familiar feeling of nervousness in my stomach.  He was average in hight, and not very imposing in stature.  His gait was that of someone less interested in walking and more interested in finding the next place to sit down.  His face was friendly, and seemed kind, but held dark secrets that no one knew or will know.  Once he was close the first thing I noticed was the smell of pipe tobacco cigars with the hint of cheap bourbon.  His clothing was baggy on him and looked like it hadn&amp;#8217;t seen the inside of a washer and dryer since the original person had paid for it.  Jeans at least four sizes too large and a t-shirt with the glaring art work of Judas Priest.  The hair on his head was shaggy under his trucker hat that comically stated  &amp;#8221;Dad of the Year&amp;#8221;, and looked greasier than the truck stop burger that whoever bought that trucker hat had probably ingested.  His face was surprisingly shaven, something I found strange and yet comforting.  I, being me, also checked his shoes as he meandered up, and was also surprised to see them to be quite new.  White on white Nike Air&amp;#8217;s that he must have traded for, or were given to him from a shelter.  He said hi to me and extended his dirty hand that was attached to a dirty arm, that went all the up to a dirty shoulder (I&amp;#8217;m sure) that connected to a dirty neck.  The dirt under his fingernails had turned the ends to black and I could see dirt lines in his wrists.  I extended my hand to hand him the bottle of water and granola bar I was giving to him.  He took it, quite gratefully, and said &amp;#8220;God bless you, sir&amp;#8221;.  I replied with a &amp;#8220;God bless you,&amp;#8221; and added a &amp;#8220;here&amp;#8217;s some food.  I don&amp;#8217;t have much to give, but at least you can have a snack or something.&amp;#8221;  He nodded, then looked around almost suspiciously, almost as if he was waiting for someone to come out from behind the nearest tree and beat him senseless with a tire iron&amp;#8230;&amp;#8230;&amp;#8230;&amp;#8230;&amp;#8230;&amp;#8230;&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://jadozier.tumblr.com/post/13893325109</link><guid>http://jadozier.tumblr.com/post/13893325109</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 Dec 2011 18:36:49 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Fell asleep with lights on</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvt9zqEut51qlqnuno1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fell asleep with lights on&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://jadozier.tumblr.com/post/13853679367</link><guid>http://jadozier.tumblr.com/post/13853679367</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Dec 2011 21:09:26 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Taken with instagram</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lord7qr7N91qlqnuno1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Taken with &lt;a href="http://instagr.am"&gt;instagram&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://jadozier.tumblr.com/post/7946555371</link><guid>http://jadozier.tumblr.com/post/7946555371</guid><pubDate>Fri, 22 Jul 2011 19:28:38 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>NY and Gay Marriage</title><description>&lt;p&gt;So NY became the sixth state, I believe, to legalize gay marriage. Lets all give them a standing round of applause!  The sad thing is is that there are still a ban on gay marriage in 44 other states, including the one I live in, Florida, and the place of my birth, my home state of Texas. What this says to me and to millions of others is that it&amp;#8217;s ok to be gay, kinda, but we still don&amp;#8217;t think you are quite worthy of full citizenship rights. We&amp;#8217;ve all seen this before. Anybody remember that little 3/5 of a person thing. LGBT community is the last vestige of personal discrimination this country has left. It&amp;#8217;s amazing to me that it is completely acceptable to discriminate against other Americans for nothing other than who they spend the night with. 
I get that it is against almost everyones religion, but big deal!  I, nor is any supporter of gay marriage, want to force gay marriages in any church. We only want the basic rights for all citizens. I also know that the institution of marriage has been around for thousands of years and that it has evolved over those years from an institution of property lines and dowries to one of love and choice of spouse. I believe now, in this era and in this country it is time for marriage to evolve again to include all citizens.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Auf Wierdersehen,&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;@jadozier&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://jadozier.tumblr.com/post/6904149784</link><guid>http://jadozier.tumblr.com/post/6904149784</guid><pubDate>Sat, 25 Jun 2011 11:23:37 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>First/Waiting</title><description>&lt;p&gt;So I decide to start out by not saying “Im trying out this blogging thing” because that is douchey and lame and nobody wants that. I will say that this blog will be all over the place. I love history, music, sports, pop culture, and Howard Stern. So major warning:  even though I will not be super graphic, this blog is rated R and parents are strongly urged not to allow children to read it. As a matter of fact, if you are easily offended, do not read this either.  Also, my intention is to do it all from my iPhone on tumblr, so bear with me through any weird auto-corrections I missed performed so accurately by my iPhone.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So, I’m sitting here in the waiting room of a pediatric dentist. My 5 y/o daughter is getting some cavities filled, so my wife, my 12y/o, my 4 y/o and I, are all sitting here very patiently waiting. Me, blogging this, my wife on her iPhone, my youngest on his leapster 2(an awesome invention that can keep a 4 y/o entertained for hours) and my oldest with her phone glued to her hands and eyes like a early pubescent boy looking at his first Playboy. We sit here patiently only because technology has given us these awesome toys to entertain us and allows us to not go anywhere near the nasty issues of Parent magazine that every green snot having, pooped in pants kid touches as soon as mom turns her back to tend to her other 4 green snotted animals. It also keeps us from making awkward eye contact and ridiculous small talk with people we don’t know, nor care that their spawn hasn’t had a cavity his/her own whole dadgum life!  Also, having the wonderful tech of a camera phone you can send tweets of nasty and intriguing people that seem to have no mirrors in their abode, or are blind. Im also beginning to think that most people either do not have running water in homes, or they work at a rendering plant. So next time you have to wait somewhere that is uncomfortable, or just really sucks, get out your tech and waste some time with the cool kids.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Auf wiedersehen&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;@jadozier&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://jadozier.tumblr.com/post/6757480570</link><guid>http://jadozier.tumblr.com/post/6757480570</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Jun 2011 11:48:11 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Me</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lmzh06XfNd1qlqnuno1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://jadozier.tumblr.com/post/6652107713</link><guid>http://jadozier.tumblr.com/post/6652107713</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 Jun 2011 07:23:41 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
