<?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-36656007</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:52:08.381-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thoughts of Keffie Deen II</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36656007/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Keffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10299382286405021767</uri><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>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36656007.post-652651865457368141</id><published>2008-04-05T13:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T14:24:02.268-05:00</updated><title type='text'>From awesome to good to bad to frustrating</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;.  I'm so so so sorry!  I know it's been a long time since I have written a new post.  In fact it's been a way to long.  A lot has happened since I smacked on some "slap yo momma good" brisket.  Let's see, Kris went on Vicarage, the high school football season ended, the NFL season came and went, I've done my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;SET's&lt;/span&gt; and I've had interviews for my call.  In a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; more than two weeks I will know where my first call is...I will for sure tell all of you guys where that is at.  I have a pretty good idea where I going to go...but I will wait and tell you guys a little later. &lt;br /&gt;What does the title mean  you may ask.  Let me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;explain&lt;/span&gt;.  Last week, my buddy Matt Schilling organized a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;weekend&lt;/span&gt; excursion for all of us 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;/5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; years that went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;CUW&lt;/span&gt;.  Kinda like a last hurrah before our calls.  And did we ever have a ball.  We went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Altenberg&lt;/span&gt;, the birth place of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;LCMS&lt;/span&gt;.  We had a 181 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;acers&lt;/span&gt; of farm land to roam.  Friday night we burned a piano...yes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; right we burned a piano.  It was crazy.  Saturday, we did sightseeing and got a education of the first Lutheran German &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;settlers&lt;/span&gt;....it was pretty cool.  After that we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Lamberts&lt;/span&gt;.  That's right home of the thrown rolls.  They throw rolls at you...and they are so good...with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;sourgram&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;molasses.  M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;mmmmmmmm&lt;/span&gt; so so good.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Lamberts&lt;/span&gt;, it's my new favorite restaurant.  That night we burned a cattle shoot.  That's right a cattle shoot.  After that we on Sunday we went to worship, and then went to a Pancake &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;breakfast&lt;/span&gt;.  That was the awesome part.  The good part was arriving here at the seminary and having a good week....until &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Friday, I was on Clayton trying to take care of tax stuff.  By the end of the day, I had my taxes still needing to be done, and a ticket courtesy of Clayton Police Department.  That was bad and frustrating.  But I'm over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shout out for this post goes out to Greg, Jamie, Naomi, and the newest addition to that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;familyMicah&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Congatrs&lt;/span&gt; to you, I'll keep y'all in my prayers.  Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Keffie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Deen&lt;/span&gt; II&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Cowboys!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36656007-652651865457368141?l=randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com/feeds/652651865457368141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36656007&amp;postID=652651865457368141' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36656007/posts/default/652651865457368141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36656007/posts/default/652651865457368141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com/2008/04/from-awesome-to-good-to-bad-to.html' title='From awesome to good to bad to frustrating'/><author><name>Keffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10299382286405021767</uri><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-36656007.post-7093681511103720437</id><published>2007-09-03T19:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T19:48:01.872-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Slap yo momma good!!!</title><content type='html'>to be sung to the tune of Snoop Doggy Dogg's Gin and Juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sitting in front of iso&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;smokin briskit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sipping on P B R&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;laid back&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;with my mind on nothin,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and nothin on my mind!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ahhh, yes that was how I spent my Labor Day this year.  Chris Brynstead, my adopted lil' brother, went out to SAMS yesterday, to start marinateing and cooking brisket.  Texas Style!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; Today he got up and from about 9:45 in the AM, till 6:00 in the PM he cooked up some Brsiket for us guys.  Free of charge, just out of the goodness of his omn hear.  With all the crap I have to deal with here at the sem, it's good to a lil goodness in hearts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; It was soooooooooooooooooooooo good.  It was "slap yo momma good"!!!!  What's that, when the food is so good it makes you wanna go home and slap yo momma.  Therefore making it "slap yo momma good"!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Labor Day has always been the end of fummer for me, and spending it with my friends, chomping on some "slap yo momma good" Brisket was not a bad way to spend it.  From the bottom of my heart, thanks Brynstead.  Tomarrow I start class, that'll be really weird right after Vicarage.  I pray the prayer Nehamiah prayed in Chapter 6:9 "strengthen my hands!"  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Let's see, the shoutout for this post goes out to &lt;strong&gt;ALL &lt;/strong&gt;of the returning Vicars coming back to class, it will not easy...keep you nose to the grindstone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Be good to each other!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In Him &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Keffie Deen II&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;GO COWBOYS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36656007-7093681511103720437?l=randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com/feeds/7093681511103720437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36656007&amp;postID=7093681511103720437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36656007/posts/default/7093681511103720437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36656007/posts/default/7093681511103720437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com/2007/09/slap-yo-momma-good.html' title='Slap yo momma good!!!'/><author><name>Keffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10299382286405021767</uri><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-36656007.post-93807304090168871</id><published>2007-08-15T22:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T22:40:05.938-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TWO A DAYS</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;107 degree heat index&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;97 degrees in the shade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Full pads&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;coach thinks you need to pick it up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;underclassmen wants your starting job&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;your learning a new offense&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;WELCOME TO LUTHERAN SOUTH FOOTBALL!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week we started two a days at South.  As a coach I love this time of the year, the first clashing of the pads, the endless possibilties, and new jargon to be learned in Chalk talk, and the out of shape slackers puking after or during conditioning.  Ha I love it.  I am the O &amp; D line coach along with the special teams cordinator.  We are learning a new offense, and working with very young kids.  I must admit, I really love coaching freshman, it involves a whole lot of teaching and true coaching.  We (Lutheran South) need a whole lo of work still.  Some people that we thought would show up to play, have instead proven to be disappointing at best.  Others came in tremedously out of shape...we had a new puking record...can you believe a kid puked during stretching....he claimed he swallowed a bug...&lt;em&gt;yeah right.  &lt;/em&gt;However, some of these kids have simply come to play, and that is a trully a beautiful thing to see.  I love the challenge of getting these kids excited about Special teams.  However, we wont know if this season was sucessful or not, until 20 years from now, and we can see what kind of men we have developed. &lt;br /&gt;Our motto this year is to Honor God.  Win or loose.  We praise God in victory and in defeat.  It is good and refreshing to be coaching again with coaches that have this as a priority.  The main reason that I coach, is to influence kids with God's love, I think coaching is a great way to do that (look at Tony Dungy).  I am currently reading a book called Season of Life, By Jeffrey Marx.  In this book we read how Joe Ehrmann a former Baltimore Colt and minister, devotes his life to teahing men a whole new meaning of manculinity through High School football. &lt;br /&gt;Due to the intense heat, we had had to move practices to 6:30 in the AM now.  Two a days ended on Monday, but the season has just begun, and it'll be a blast this year, I can already tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of the intense heat for this post, the shout out goes to all of those that have to work outside to make a living.  Mailcarriers, construction workers, service people, all of you busting your hump in this heat....be safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be good to one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Cowboys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In His Name&lt;br /&gt;Keffie Deen II&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36656007-93807304090168871?l=randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com/feeds/93807304090168871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36656007&amp;postID=93807304090168871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36656007/posts/default/93807304090168871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36656007/posts/default/93807304090168871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com/2007/08/two-days.html' title='TWO A DAYS'/><author><name>Keffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10299382286405021767</uri><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-36656007.post-1675457130308713414</id><published>2007-08-05T20:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T21:17:12.814-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A sad day in sports history.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;The date is August 5, 2007.  I think that this past two or three months will go down as some of the darkest days in pro sports, wether it be football, baseball, or basketball.  Nobody would want to be the commish or any of these at this point in history.  There has been a refree caught gambling in games that he was involved in, one of the faces of the NFL has been indicited on cahrges of illegal dogfighting, and last night somewhere I have to believe that ol' Hammering Hank was sick to his stomach.  As the ultimate villan Barry Bonds stands a top of the hill with him.  This hill is the hill of the most hallowed record in sports today.  The home run record.     Yesterday should have been a happy day in Sports.  Possibly the greatest Offensive Lineman to ever strap on pads Bruce Matthhews, was inducted into the Hall of Fame, along with a other deserving elite players from the past including Michael Irvin.  A-rod hit number 500, but yet all that was over shadowed by Barry Bonds taking his oversized head, and sysenthetically manufactured biceps and hit homerun number 755.  When you look at what Hank Aaron with through to get that record, and how much class he did it with, in the face of all the racism and crap that he had to put up with, and now we want to crown this steroid incduced villan as the Homerun king....forget it Barry...it aint gonna happen, not in my book.  Babe Ruth did it with beer and Hotdogs, Hank Aaron did it with class...Barry, what did you do it with.  Mark Twain once said there are three types of liars.  Liars, damn liars, and stats.  According to the record books, stats will one day lie again when it reports on who the Homerun king is....but only for a few years, will that record will be broken by a kid breathing down Barry's neck...that is doing it the right way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shootout for this post goes to my Dad and stepmom, who helped me move back to STL.  While it was a hard move, and my Dad and I argue, and thank the Lord for him giving them to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be good to one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Cowboys!!&lt;br /&gt;God Bless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;Keffie Deen II&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36656007-1675457130308713414?l=randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com/feeds/1675457130308713414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36656007&amp;postID=1675457130308713414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36656007/posts/default/1675457130308713414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36656007/posts/default/1675457130308713414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com/2007/08/sad-day-in-sports-history.html' title='A sad day in sports history.'/><author><name>Keffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10299382286405021767</uri><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-36656007.post-2704117312840920363</id><published>2007-06-20T15:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T15:55:52.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vaction...at the cradle of pro football!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Thanks to internet being available in rooms at hotels, people are now able to hit  you with a blog from the comfort of their hotel room.  Which is where I am coming from right now.&lt;br /&gt;I am taking my vaction in Canton, Ohio.  Now while most people would be totally dumbfounded as to why I would vaction in Canto Ohio...read the title of this entry.  I am on day three of my six day Vaction and I am loving it, this is the first vaction in which I am taking alone, all I am having a blast doing what I want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day one&lt;br /&gt;I did something that I have wanted to do evey since I was in eigth grade.  I went to the Pro Football Hall Of Fame.  Man I loved it!  I arrivied at 9 when the doors opened and left at a quarter to 7.  I easily could've stayed to eight.  They had so much stuff to look at and interact with. I got to see the many exhibits that they have up, like the deatiled start of football.  Accounts of the game from legends like Jim Thorpe and George Halas.  Exhibts on every team in the NFL.  Thousands upon thousnds of old artifcats, like the uniform Walter Payton was wearing when he broke the record or the coin  that George W. Busch used in the first and suprisingly only time a current U.S. Presdient particapated in a coin toss for the NFL.  I spent hours in the Hall of Fame Gallery where I saw the many sculpted bronze likeness of every Hall of Fame enshrinee, and rubbed all the ones that I wanted to.  Some of those included Thrope, Lombardi, Landry, Butkus, Halas, Greene, Unitas, Dick nightrain Lane, Munoz, Brown, Payton, Fritz Pollard, and the one that probally meant the most to me...Reggie White.  Those were just a few amongst the many.  I watched excitng film footage of all of these and other enshrinees.  I spent multiple viewings in the Gameday Stadium Theartes watching film courtesy of the NFL films.  Which by the way rotates 180 degrees.  It was good to see the sections dedicated to impact black players had on the game.  I could go on and on and on....but I just wanna say one more thing about it.  For years and years I wanted to go with my father, and we never ended up going.  If I would've went with my father I dont think I would've  enjoyed it as much, simply becasue he would've been bored to tears.  I f you totally really love football...go during the summer... go by yourself, or with somebody who loves football as much as you,,,so you can truly enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day two&lt;br /&gt;I had my own personal tour of the Clevland Browm Stadium.  Some of the hot spots on the tour included the Browns Locker Room, the new HUGE Dawg Pound, the Press box, and the luxury seating.  I have plenty of pictures and can barely wait to get them developed.  While I enjoyed the tour, the guy giving the tour was dryer than the Sahara Desert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day Three&lt;br /&gt;I am still in Day Three, but I had the oppurtunity to sit and relax, and do some studying, some praying, and some reflecting.  I really enjoyed being able to do that, just sitting and thinking....spending quality time in the word, and quality time in Prayer.  I've done that today, and will continue to after I post this as well as tomarrow.  Friday I plan to go up to Clevland and visit Greal Lakes Brewery...man they make great beer!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shoutout this post goes out to Tom A. in my youth group.  We had a Lock-in a couple of weeks ago (it went smoothly for all of you that I asked help for) and while at the minature golf place, him and engaged in  a awesome shoot out in the Alien resurecttion game.  I told him I would shout him out in my next blog, and didn't get around to it till now.&lt;br /&gt; I will keep y'all updated on my vaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be good to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keffie Deen II&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Cowboys!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36656007-2704117312840920363?l=randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com/feeds/2704117312840920363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36656007&amp;postID=2704117312840920363' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36656007/posts/default/2704117312840920363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36656007/posts/default/2704117312840920363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com/2007/06/vactionat-cradle-of-pro-football.html' title='Vaction...at the cradle of pro football!!!!'/><author><name>Keffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10299382286405021767</uri><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36656007.post-1143565504160808058</id><published>2007-05-13T12:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T12:54:23.679-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom is Awesome baby, with a captiol A!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;blockquote id="a4a6ceaa"&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;blockquote id="89cf7de3"&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy Mothers Day to all of you mothers out there. If you are wondering about my Title, it's because well, it is Mothers Day, but also, this weekend was the first night I slept with my Dick &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Vitale&lt;/span&gt; Alarm clock. It's great, it looks like a scoreboard. You set the alarm, and he (Dick &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Vitale&lt;/span&gt;) gives you a 2-minute warning before you wake up. Their are 13 different alarms all with Dick &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Vitale&lt;/span&gt; voice, such as "Shake and Bake, time to wake" or "It's the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Vitalion&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Stallion&lt;/span&gt;, telling you to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;getty&lt;/span&gt; up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;getty&lt;/span&gt; up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;getty&lt;/span&gt; up". A lot of fun. Since I like the clock so much in honor of Dick &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Vitale&lt;/span&gt;, I will give a "stock up stock down" report on various things on my mind. However on a much serious note, read the Shout out of the day, that is coming straight from the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stock up: the weather here in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Homewood&lt;/span&gt; Illinois. Stock down: the dandelions in my yard. Stock down :Curt Schilling and his rant against Barry Bonds, (I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; like Barry Bonds) Curt I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; like Barry Bonds, but you cant say those things. Stock up: Curt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Schlling&lt;/span&gt; apology afterwards. Stock up: the Cowboys Draft, we got some great prospects, a kids that just love to play football. Stock down: the Eagles Draft, Kevin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Kolb&lt;/span&gt;....what no faith in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;McNabb&lt;/span&gt;? Stock up: all of the youth that came to Bible Study this morning, stock down: all of you that did not....you gotta come to Bible Study Baby....Stock up the Dicky V alarm clock...buy one baby it's awesome at &lt;a href="http://dickvitaleonline.com/"&gt;http://dickvitaleonline.com/&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shout for this does not got out to all the moms today. Mothers you have your day, and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;encourage&lt;/span&gt; you to enjoy it. However the shout out for this day goes out to all of the women that sadly enough for what ever reason, either cant have kids, or have lost kids due to miscarriage and the like. Just to raise awareness, I am only 26 and know two women that have had to deal with it. It's real, and today is hard for them, nobody ever thinks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;about&lt;/span&gt; them. I have to stop before I start to cry (seriously). To the the women out there hurt by this day, you are in my prayers, and I hope one you will be able to know they joy that so many mothers experience today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS Once again I dont understand the whote spot at the top of my blog. Dangit!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take Care&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Be good to one another&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;God Bless!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Cowboys!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&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/36656007-1143565504160808058?l=randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com/feeds/1143565504160808058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36656007&amp;postID=1143565504160808058' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36656007/posts/default/1143565504160808058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36656007/posts/default/1143565504160808058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com/2007/05/mom-is-awesome-baby-with-captiol.html' title='Mom is Awesome baby, with a captiol A!!!'/><author><name>Keffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10299382286405021767</uri><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-36656007.post-4123265813281299735</id><published>2007-04-02T15:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T15:29:47.734-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Mark, Greg, Stveve, Nate, Steve...I realize technically I am a day late but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sing it with me!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take me out to the Ball game&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take me out to the Park&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Buy me some peanuts and crackerjacks&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dont care if I ever comeback&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;where it's root, root, root for the (insert taem name)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if they dont win it's a shame&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For it's one...two...three strikes you're out at the old ball game!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm so happy for you guys because the season is finally underway, I know how happy I am when the Football season strats so this post is for you.  I am personally going through football season withdrawls, but the NFL Network helps take the edge of some.  I had a vsion the other day of you guys all having a Show on ESPN where you alk about Baseball the whole time.  Mark would complain about the ESPN  east coast bias, Greg would comment on the obscure history of the Game, Muller would offer up his social commentary on how Baseball affects our culture today, Scott would be the comic relief, and Nate would be mediator of the whole deal.  Just want to let you guys know that I am thinking about you on this opening day (even though the frist game was last night) and giving you all my Signature Homerun call: BUY THAT MAN A BREWSKIE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The shoutout for this post goes to HBK.  He lost the main event last night at Wrestlmania 23, despite being in control of the match the whole time and a favorite of the fans.  I now it's wrestling, but it's my blog, and my shoutout goes to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Be good to each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;God Bless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Go Cowboys!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36656007-4123265813281299735?l=randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com/feeds/4123265813281299735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36656007&amp;postID=4123265813281299735' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36656007/posts/default/4123265813281299735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36656007/posts/default/4123265813281299735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com/2007/04/what-day.html' title='What a day!!!'/><author><name>Keffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10299382286405021767</uri><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-36656007.post-6468224786529007014</id><published>2007-02-16T11:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T11:52:08.525-06:00</updated><title type='text'>FIGHT CLUB</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Being brought to you straight from minds of Meaty and I, we have have thought about possible fights between these various action &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;heroes&lt;/span&gt;.  Now remember, the fight is between the characters, not the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;actual&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;celebrities&lt;/span&gt;.  The fighters would have to abide by these rules...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)If someone yells stop, goes limp, or taps out you stop&lt;br /&gt;2) two guys to a fight (this will be suspended for the last fight mentioned)&lt;br /&gt;3)one fight at a time&lt;br /&gt;4)No &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;shirt&lt;/span&gt;...no shoes&lt;br /&gt;5)fight goes as long as they have to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that being said, here are the fights, feel free to comment on who you think would win, or fights that you would like to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Narrator (from Fight Club) vs. Derrick Vineyard (from American History X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;McClain&lt;/span&gt; vs. Alonzo (From Training Day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James Bond vs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;MacGuyver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William Wallace vs. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Maximus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Remeber&lt;/span&gt; the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; rule does not apply to this next match&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack Bauer vs. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;MacManus&lt;/span&gt; Brothers (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Murraphy&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Connr&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think on my next post, I 'll tell you who I think would win.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Remember&lt;/span&gt; no weapons...fight club style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shout out of this post goes to the Salem Lutheran Youth Group (parents included).  They put on a Valentines type dinner last Sunday, and did a really nice job.  I think the two funniest parts of the night was one of the kids telling me that after the first quarter his team was getting beat 48-12, and also the nice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;romantic&lt;/span&gt; sounds being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;interrupted&lt;/span&gt; by the straight Bass of ghetto rap.  Man the looks of the peoples faces. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be good to one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Keffie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Deen&lt;/span&gt; II&lt;br /&gt;Go Cowboys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36656007-6468224786529007014?l=randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com/feeds/6468224786529007014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36656007&amp;postID=6468224786529007014' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36656007/posts/default/6468224786529007014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36656007/posts/default/6468224786529007014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com/2007/02/fight-club.html' title='FIGHT CLUB'/><author><name>Keffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10299382286405021767</uri><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36656007.post-117071266742633091</id><published>2007-02-05T15:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T16:04:32.210-06:00</updated><title type='text'>6 reason why I enjoyed the Super Bowl</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;blockquote id="4a5e01d0"&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Super Bowl did not feature two teams that I like, a team that I love to hate, nor were the commercials up to par with where they usually are. However my superbowl experience was great for six reasons.&lt;br /&gt;1) A football game was played.&lt;br /&gt;2) Tony Dungy a man that I really just love to see suceed was given a ride after the game, by his players. I dont care who you are, who you were rooting for, you gotta be happy to see Dungy on the shoulders of his players. With a huge smile on his face, putting on his Superbowl hat. A year or so ago, Dungy's son committed sucide. His witness of his Christian faith then was amazing, and his Christian faith last night was also amazing. Good to see Tony, good guys do not always finish last.&lt;br /&gt;3) Since the Bears lost, I did not have to eat crow. (Yuck)&lt;br /&gt;4) Stupid Bear fans realize there team is not that good. The bears have a lot of good fans, but with sucess comes stupid fans and fair weather fans that I cant stand. And by the way, the person that had a sign and the Bears vs. Saints game that read "&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Bears are going to finish what Katrina started" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;is not funny, but instead classes. If my fans did that I would be embarssed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Frito Lay and Coca Cola, had two really good ads about the barriers that were broken down last night.&lt;br /&gt;6) Prince showed us what a Halftime show was about, and hopefully resurects Superbowl halftime shows in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shoutout of this post goes out to 2 people. First, my buddy Gene from the sem. He is also engaged...congrats my friend. The second shout out goes to the person who invinted Long Johns. The midwest has been mad cold these last few days, and since I embrace my blackness, and like it warm, these Long Johns have been great.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In closing I just want to say, I do not understand the big with atop of this post, I tried to fix it, yet my lack of CPU knowledge decided to rear it's ugly head. :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36656007-117071266742633091?l=randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com/feeds/117071266742633091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36656007&amp;postID=117071266742633091' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36656007/posts/default/117071266742633091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36656007/posts/default/117071266742633091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com/2007/02/6-reason-why-i-enjoyed-super-bowl.html' title='6 reason why I enjoyed the Super Bowl'/><author><name>Keffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10299382286405021767</uri><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-36656007.post-116930012475562599</id><published>2007-01-20T07:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T07:35:25.143-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We've come a long way, yet we still have a long way to go!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Let me start out this post by saying, I have just completed a 12 hour Lock-in, so excuse if I sound a bit loopy.  But, with MLK day less than a week ago, I feel that this post is appropiate.  Tomarrow if Indianpolis wins (I hope they do), and if Chicago wins (I hope they dont) we have a chance to have for the first time two black head coaches in the Super Bowl.  Usually I would not notice this, but when USA TODAY runs a front page story on it, you tend to notice.  I pray for the day when this will not become an issue. &lt;br /&gt;It was however also nice to see two black coaches get fired, and not once was the fact that they were blcak brought up as to why they got fired.  Art Shell and Dennis Green were fired not cause they were black, but becase they did not get the job done.  The day will some day come when we wont care if the two coaches for Super Bowl teams are black or not.  I pray for that day.&lt;br /&gt;I also pray for the day when Bigotry is no longer taught to our kids.  I only say this because my nephew (who is four) should not be getting teased by a kid who is six about my nephew being white.  That kind of crap (that what it is...crap) is taught, and in the year 2007 needs to be eliminated.  I pray for the day when my nephew does not have to deal with that.  So yes we still have a long way to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shout out for this post goes to Adam Parvey, and his fiance Lisa.  Adam you are now offically a dead man walking...congrats.  And by the way I want a invite...when is the date???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36656007-116930012475562599?l=randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com/feeds/116930012475562599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36656007&amp;postID=116930012475562599' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36656007/posts/default/116930012475562599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36656007/posts/default/116930012475562599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com/2007/01/weve-come-long-way-yet-we-still-have.html' title='We&apos;ve come a long way, yet we still have a long way to go!!!'/><author><name>Keffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10299382286405021767</uri><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-36656007.post-116838262282673529</id><published>2007-01-09T16:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T16:43:42.836-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The thrill of victory, the agony of defeat</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        For the first time in my 26 years of life, I woke up on Christmas away from my family.  After Christmas service at Homewood, I packed my car and drove home.  I think my favorite gift that I received was the Beer Clock (which did not work), the picture of my niece, and my football page a day calendar.  Neither, gifts, nor the Cowboys game (they lost) were the highlight for Christmas.  My highlight  this year for Christmas was shooting the breeze with my cousin Sedrick.  I love Sedrick, however he’s older than me, married with Children and lives in another state, so we don’t always get to see each other often.  I was able to laugh and relax and just kick it with Sedrick, that was a lot of fun.  Days later, I met up with a friend of mine Greg from the sem.  I got to see his daughter Naomi (she’s adorable) and his wife, who I have known since High School.  Afterwards we (Greg and I ) piled in the car and went to see Vicar Parvey in Green Bay.  I t was good to see him, and catch up with him.  We went to see Lambeau (holy ground) and enjoyed fatty foods, great beer, and plenty of laughs.  Food, folks, and fun…is anything better?  So getting to see old family, friends, and pieces of history was a bonus for me.  Jamie (Greg’s wife) taught me more about blogging, and I managed to get on her blog.&lt;br /&gt;            The agony of defeat came this past Saturday as I watched the Cowboys game.  This year they limped into the playoffs, at 9-7 and had a great game with the Seattle Seahawks…until the end.  To make a long story short, they (the Cowboys) are lined up for a chip shot, perfect snap, Romo goes to lay the ball down and it’s botched.  Cowboys lose.  It was a heartbreaker, that the Cowboys should not have lost.  I’m not gonna lie to you… I cried.  It’s tough.  And the idiot Bear fans, first of all don’t get too cocky, second of all…if I were you, I would be quite worried about Turnoversauras Rex.  I’m now officially rooting against the Bears.  Not cause I hate the Bears, but I CANT STAND STUPID CHICAGO BEAR FANS, I am sick of listening to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shout for this post goes out to my cousin Sedrick, Vicar Parvey, and Greg, Jamie, and Naomi.  I love all of y’all and I’m glad I got to see you.  Jamie thanks for the blog help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Cowboys…there always next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36656007-116838262282673529?l=randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com/feeds/116838262282673529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36656007&amp;postID=116838262282673529' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36656007/posts/default/116838262282673529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36656007/posts/default/116838262282673529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com/2007/01/thrill-of-victory-agony-of-defeat.html' title='The thrill of victory, the agony of defeat'/><author><name>Keffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10299382286405021767</uri><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-36656007.post-116527029962227597</id><published>2006-12-04T16:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T16:11:39.636-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's one small step for the Deen family, and one giant leap for Keffie Deen II</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;            How can you not like Thanksgiving.  It’s such a great holiday.  This Thanksgiving for my family in Michigan was no different.  As I said earlier, no one….and I mean no one does Thanksgiving like my step mom Delores.  Year after year after year I never seemed to not be amazed by how much she does, and how it just manages to get better and better and better.  This year was no different.  However, after many years of expressing that we wanted a Deep-fried Turkey for Thanksgiving, Delores decided to get a deep fryer. &lt;br /&gt;            In order to make things more manageable, she decided to place me in charge of preparing the deep-fried turkey for the family.  So in true “guy fashion”, beer in one hand, while watching the game, I warmed up the oil and dropped in the turkey.  The deep-fryer that we have is pretty easy to use and is pretty much fool proof.  Yet it brought me great joy to be able to help the family in that way.  When we raised the basket, the turkey was beautiful.  It tasted awesome also…ahh from now on, it will be my duty to prepare the deep fried Turkey for the family. &lt;br /&gt;            As I said, Thanksgiving is always a big deal here at the house to give you an idea of the sheer amount of food that is available on Thanksgiving, let me give you idea: Crown Roast, Deep Fried Turkey, a boneless turkey, two different kinds of stuffing macaroni and cheese, homemade rolls, green beans, lemon chiffon pie, sweet potato pie, some type of chocolate pie (delicious), a mango salsa and that’s it…I think.  I even made my famous dessert the next day.  Thanksgiving was a great time, I ate, hung out with the siblings, watch the Dallas Cowboys kick Tampa Bay’s butt, and caught up with an old friend.&lt;br /&gt;            It was great to catch up with him and reconnect.  That brings me to my Shout of this post.  My shout out of this post goes to Bennie Williams.  A friend that I have known, since seventh grade, and have now vowed to keep in touch with.  Bennie I love you man, Take care man &amp; Take care y’all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;Keffie Deen II&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Cowboys!&lt;br /&gt;7-4…Tony Romo: 20/26 (?), 305 yards, 5 TD’s (tied Cowboys record)…WOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8-4 as of  12/4/’06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36656007-116527029962227597?l=randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com/feeds/116527029962227597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36656007&amp;postID=116527029962227597' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36656007/posts/default/116527029962227597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36656007/posts/default/116527029962227597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-one-small-step-for-deen-family-and.html' title='It&apos;s one small step for the Deen family, and one giant leap for Keffie Deen II'/><author><name>Keffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10299382286405021767</uri><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-36656007.post-116414971848097377</id><published>2006-11-21T16:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T16:55:18.523-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just waking up in the mornig gotta Thank God, I dont know but the days seems kinda odd????</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;What in the world am I talking about with this crazy title.  Well everyday I wake at 5 A.M., and go to the Gym to work out.  I usually work out for around two hours before I shower up and go to work.  I always pack the car the night before.  During this time of the year at 5 A.M. It's still pretty dark.  Anyways the other day I woke up.  I felt pretty tired, but I really haven't  been able to sleep well since I've been here...so I didn't think much of it.  I usually trun the radio on low, for background noise, as I get dressed.  I truned out the radio, but the music that ws playing was bad, and it was not the same radio personality that it usually is.  Oh well, so I got dressed, went out to my car and let it warm up for about 5 min.  As I was waiting I thought to my self, "man I am dog tired."  After the car warmed up, I backed up and started to drive.  I was stopped at the same stop light that I get stopped at daily.  Once again I noticed that I was tired.  But what was even more odd (hence the title of this post) was the fact that I did not see not one car, I usually see a few.  About two blocks away from my house I was wondering why the radio station was at 1:25... "What the deuce?" I thought.  I then looked at my watch and realized that was not the radio station, but the time.  I had woken up, got dressed, started my cold car, let it warm up, stopped at a traffic light, and then realized that the alarm clock never went off.  I couldn't do anything but laugh.  I drove back home, and luckily was able to simply just fall back asleep.  That happened to my once at the sem, I woke up to answer the door, and no one was there...as I said things like that are kinda odd.&lt;br /&gt;In the words of Ice Cube..."I gotta say today was a good day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shout out for this post is a pre shout out.  It goes out to my step mom Deloris who makes the best Thanksgiving meal, that one could imagine... I've been waitning for this day for a while now.  I'm pumped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW 'BOUT DEM COWBOYS?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;6-4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;Keffie Deen II&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36656007-116414971848097377?l=randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com/feeds/116414971848097377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36656007&amp;postID=116414971848097377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36656007/posts/default/116414971848097377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36656007/posts/default/116414971848097377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com/2006/11/just-waking-up-in-mornig-gotta-thank.html' title='Just waking up in the mornig gotta Thank God, I dont know but the days seems kinda odd????'/><author><name>Keffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10299382286405021767</uri><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-36656007.post-116311325849896950</id><published>2006-11-09T16:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T17:00:58.516-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This makes the three (long) years of Seminary all worth it!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;I dont think it's a secret that I am not the biggest fan of the seminary.  While I have made many friends at the place, and learned a lot, for me it has not  rarely been an enjoyable experience.  To discuss all of the reasons is another post, for another day.&lt;br /&gt;While at the seminary, oftentimes I would ask myself "what is point of all this crap that I am going through?" &lt;br /&gt;This past Sunday I got the answer.  I had the oppurtunity to preach this past Sunday.  I really enjoy preaching, and this Sunday I was really happy with the way in which the sermon was recieved.  I thank God that it was able to touch people the way it did.  When I delivered it both times, I saw people crying, I saw a mother and daughter move closer and hug each other, and I got quite a few complments on it.  Steve Harris, a elder at my Church (who is probally in his sixties) told me it was one the best sermons he has ever heard. &lt;br /&gt;Having things like that happen is better than any "A" that any professors at the sem could ever give me.  So for anybody reading this that is struggling with the sem and all the unpleasantness that goes with, I tell you like Pastor (Pastor Brad Hubbard) once told me....&lt;strong&gt;KEEP AT IT.  KEEP AT IT, BECAUSE IT IS SO SO WORTH IT!&lt;/strong&gt;  That is probally the best suggestion I have.  My second suggestion would be to get involved in something that distracts from the dregs of the seminary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shoutout for this post with out a doubt goes out Meaty Peaty and Hannah Gurnett.  I had not seen  them in a while, and they came to hear me preach...thanx a million.  Hannah I still laugh about that comment of me running from being a Pastor.  Ahh great times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In His Name&lt;br /&gt;Keffie Deen II&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO COWBOYS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36656007-116311325849896950?l=randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com/feeds/116311325849896950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36656007&amp;postID=116311325849896950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36656007/posts/default/116311325849896950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36656007/posts/default/116311325849896950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com/2006/11/this-makes-three-long-years-of.html' title='This makes the three (long) years of Seminary all worth it!!!'/><author><name>Keffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10299382286405021767</uri><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-36656007.post-116240352778165117</id><published>2006-11-01T11:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T11:52:07.790-06:00</updated><title type='text'>From Chain Gang to Big Pimpin all in a matter of a day!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;               This weekend was quite interesting for me.  I got to experience a wide variety of experiences.  I’ll start with Saturday morning as I attended a pee-wee football game with an elder of mine (Montel Jones).  To see football at this level was interesting to say the least.  However, it’s sad to see that the same “prima Donna, diva, I am God’s gift to this game attitude” that runs rampant and threatens to ruin the game that I love soooo much on a pro level has in fact has seeped down to the pee-wee level.  Many of the kids simply imitate what they see on T.V., and never really realize how stupid they look, and what they are doing to the game.&lt;br /&gt;            During half time one of the refs asked me to run chain gang for him.  He gave me no instructions, and did not give any orders as to what to do and what not to do.  So as the game went on it got pretty tense towards the end and the refs botched a call which cost the kids the game.  When it was all said and done, he used me for a scape goat, and claimed that it was my fault.  Now I have had 2 coaching jobs, played football for 4 years, and watched it sense fifth grade and I know for a fact that it is the refs responsibility to direct the chain gang.  Alas, in the end the kids lost, and the refs blamed it on me.&lt;br /&gt;            Saturday night I could not sleep.  I woke up a little before 2 A.M. after falling asleep around 11:30 and could not fall back asleep.  Maybe it was simply because I was finally going to be going to my first NFL game I had ever been to.  I received theses Bears tickets at a silent auction held at Salem for $45 a piece.  At that time I did not know that these were skybox tickets.  So on Sunday after Church, I experienced my first NFL game from the Big Pimpin sky boxes of Solider Field.  It’s ugly outside…yet so beautiful inside (pictures should be coming soon).  The skybox (located on the 50) was full of ice cold soda, beer, and water.  Also available was a mini desert tray, brats, hot dogs, sausages, with all the condiments, Nachos and any other of game food you could imagine suitable for a sporting event.  I ate my fill and didn’t spend a red cent.  I love vicarage.  The Bears stomped the 49ers 41-10.  Big Pimpin was Vicar Deen.&lt;br /&gt;            Finally the shout out for this entry goes out to Ben Dolby.  Dolby, I miss talking football with you.  Good game Sunday night.  The score was not a true representation.  Take care y’all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Cowboys!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keffie Deen II&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36656007-116240352778165117?l=randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com/feeds/116240352778165117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36656007&amp;postID=116240352778165117' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36656007/posts/default/116240352778165117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36656007/posts/default/116240352778165117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com/2006/11/from-chain-gang-to-big-pimpin-all-in.html' title='From Chain Gang to Big Pimpin all in a matter of a day!!!'/><author><name>Keffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10299382286405021767</uri><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-36656007.post-116189134006849902</id><published>2006-10-26T14:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T14:35:40.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Hooptie</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;My hooptie rolling, tail pipe dragging, heat dont work, and the girl keeps nagging, three hubcaps cause one got stolen....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those were the words of a Sir Mix A Lot song about his hooptie.  I know have a hooptie...it is currently being worked on constantly by CAMMS auto repair service Inc.  Bruce, my mechanic, and member of my Vicarage church is throwing in mad time, and my dad and I are trowing in mad money to get this thing fixed.  It's too far along to be shot, and I'm probaly going to lose my shrit paying for it.  Regardless...CAMMS auto repair service Inc, gets the first shout out on the Keffie Deen II blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I gotta figure out how to post other internet address on here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless&lt;br /&gt;Vicar Deen II&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36656007-116189134006849902?l=randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com/feeds/116189134006849902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36656007&amp;postID=116189134006849902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36656007/posts/default/116189134006849902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36656007/posts/default/116189134006849902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-hooptie.html' title='My Hooptie'/><author><name>Keffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10299382286405021767</uri><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-36656007.post-116189054581320158</id><published>2006-10-26T14:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T14:22:25.823-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First time</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Well this is my frist blog.  I am not computer savy, so please forgive me as I attempt to get this thing off the ground.  I am on vicarage, and I have been for almost three months.  That is too long to be on vicarage w/o a blog.  So with that being said, I hope you all enjoy the kandom thoughts of Keffie.  Some will be serious, others will be fun, and yet still some will just be dumb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36656007-116189054581320158?l=randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com/feeds/116189054581320158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36656007&amp;postID=116189054581320158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36656007/posts/default/116189054581320158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36656007/posts/default/116189054581320158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofdeenk.blogspot.com/2006/10/first-time.html' title='First time'/><author><name>Keffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10299382286405021767</uri><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></feed>
