<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5554478</id><updated>2007-12-11T22:39:10.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>efozzie</title><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default'/><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/atom.xml'/><author><name>KingRey</name></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>95</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5554478.post-6342946402960274632</id><published>2007-12-11T22:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T22:39:10.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>efozzie 4.0</title><summary type='text'>Thanksgiving… what a wonderful time of the year. This year i am taking 6 glorious days off and spending it with my family in Las Vegas.

And because I have so much time off from work and San Francisco, I’m working on a new efozzie site design and a blog overhaul. I’m attempting to convert from Blogger to Wordpress. Let me know what you think. ;)

Update your RSS feeds here. And you can visit the </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/2007/12/efozzie-40.html' title='efozzie 4.0'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5554478&amp;postID=6342946402960274632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default/6342946402960274632'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default/6342946402960274632'/><author><name>KingRey</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5554478.post-440088294119451508</id><published>2007-11-14T23:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T23:29:40.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sushi Changes</title><summary type='text'>Does my sushi plate look different to you? Well it doesn't necessarily taste different to me or might not look out of the ordinary for you, but it's actually completely different. George-san, my resident sushi chef, the one who's been fixing my meals weekly for the last, oh, maybe two years, has left No Name Sushi!

Apparently there's some drama going on with the boss NOT paying her workers, and </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/2007/11/sushi-changes.html' title='Sushi Changes'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5554478&amp;postID=440088294119451508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default/440088294119451508'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default/440088294119451508'/><author><name>KingRey</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5554478.post-5768603660178716465</id><published>2007-11-10T23:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T23:53:11.792-08:00</updated><title type='text'>USC Homecoming 2007</title><summary type='text'>Karla and I drove down to LA (and I drove back up with Amber) for USC's annual display of decadence and abundance known as Homecoming. It was a great little weekend trip with lots of driving, imbibing (not together OF COURSE), and catching up with friends, and here are some fun pics from the weekend.





Check out more here.</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/2007/11/usc-homecoming-2007.html' title='USC Homecoming 2007'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5554478&amp;postID=5768603660178716465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default/5768603660178716465'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default/5768603660178716465'/><author><name>KingRey</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5554478.post-1765474176318976853</id><published>2007-11-01T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T00:02:21.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sushi on Halloween</title><summary type='text'>Karla and I had reunion sushi at No Name on Halloween night. 

We situated ourselves next to the window, so that I could easily run outside with my big bag of candy if I saw any kids walk by. It kinda worked, but I also looked really strange when I ran out of the restaurant and yelled at families with "Hey, I have candy!!! Come back!" or a couple of times, "Hey, tengo dulces!" LOL 

GT
Good times.</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/2007/11/sushi-on-halloween.html' title='Sushi on Halloween'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5554478&amp;postID=1765474176318976853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default/1765474176318976853'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default/1765474176318976853'/><author><name>KingRey</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5554478.post-6048886438803669164</id><published>2007-10-24T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T23:19:13.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sushi on October 24, 2007</title><summary type='text'>I had dinner with Leslie and her roommate Stephanie tonight. Good times.</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/2007/10/sushi-on-october-24-2007.html' title='Sushi on October 24, 2007'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5554478&amp;postID=6048886438803669164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default/6048886438803669164'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default/6048886438803669164'/><author><name>KingRey</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5554478.post-3761301114068367768</id><published>2007-10-18T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T00:24:12.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sushi on October 17, 2007</title><summary type='text'>I know this isn't the best picture quality (it's from my camera phone), but I wanted to show the artistry and care that George-san, my sushi cafe, puts in the food that he makes me every Wednesday night.

Background: I eat at No Name Sushi every Wednesday (unless I'm out of town), and I literally order the same thing every time I am there. It's so routine, that Hiroko, the waitress, doesn't even </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/2007/10/sushi-on-october-17-2007.html' title='Sushi on October 17, 2007'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5554478&amp;postID=3761301114068367768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default/3761301114068367768'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default/3761301114068367768'/><author><name>KingRey</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5554478.post-5185842705152474969</id><published>2007-10-17T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T11:49:21.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inbox ZERO!</title><summary type='text'>My work Outlook inbox is at zero... no emails... completely empty!

Woo hoo!!!</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/2007/10/inbox-zero.html' title='Inbox ZERO!'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5554478&amp;postID=5185842705152474969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default/5185842705152474969'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default/5185842705152474969'/><author><name>KingRey</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5554478.post-2938067930265974879</id><published>2007-10-10T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T00:33:12.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Husband material</title><summary type='text'>Tonight someone described me as "husband material."

I don't quite know how to take that. On one had I don't want to be boxed into the stereotype of the guy who's great for a long-term relationship ONLY and that's it. And on the other hand, it's kind of nice to be thought of as someone's husband (although marriage isn't quite in the works just yet for me or this country). 

I'll just relish in </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/2007/10/husband-material.html' title='Husband material'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5554478&amp;postID=2938067930265974879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default/2938067930265974879'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default/2938067930265974879'/><author><name>KingRey</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5554478.post-7632164988119109500</id><published>2007-10-08T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T23:34:01.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to DC</title><summary type='text'>I'm flying back to DC on Thursday... and guess what. This time I'm going there for fun!

Shock of all shocks, I know.

I'll be back on Monday after touring our nation's capitol for more than a day or two. And I'll get to see a host of fun people that I miss.</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/2007/10/back-to-dc.html' title='Back to DC'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5554478&amp;postID=7632164988119109500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default/7632164988119109500'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default/7632164988119109500'/><author><name>KingRey</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5554478.post-3195880287762688428</id><published>2007-10-08T23:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T23:32:39.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Racing to sleep</title><summary type='text'>Do you ever feel like you're racing against the clock to get to bed? 

Those are my usual Monday nights. After I get back from chorus rehearsal at about 10 to 10:30 pm, I get home, have dinner of some sort, while simultaneously checking my email. Sometimes I chat with people online, sometimes I chat with friends on the phone. And while I am doing that I am preparing my wardrobe, my lunch, and my </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/2007/10/racing-to-sleep.html' title='Racing to sleep'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5554478&amp;postID=3195880287762688428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default/3195880287762688428'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default/3195880287762688428'/><author><name>KingRey</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5554478.post-53440604226766625</id><published>2007-10-02T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T23:36:26.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad state of American eating</title><summary type='text'>I was at Safeway tonight buying a random assortment of groceries--garlic, onions, raisins, carrots, etc.--when I spotted this box of Corn Pops on the check stand belt ahead of me. It belonged to a family of three little Chinese girls and their dad, who was paying for the cereal with what looked like food stamps. Anyway that's besides the point. The more sad part of this little story is what it </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/2007/10/sad-state-of-american-eating.html' title='Sad state of American eating'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5554478&amp;postID=53440604226766625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default/53440604226766625'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default/53440604226766625'/><author><name>KingRey</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5554478.post-4799959828409021206</id><published>2007-09-30T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T22:56:51.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The end of Stu-pod</title><summary type='text'>
I was driving home from Folsom Street Fair today, and in my tired stoop, all I wanted to do was listen to Kanye's new jam, Stronger. I pulled my ipod, Stu-pod, out from my bag, plugged it in, and listened to said song.

A moment later when the next song was supposed to play, no audible noises came out. After resetting itself a couple of times, the file folder icon and exclamation point icon </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/2007/09/end-of-stupod.html' title='The end of Stu-pod'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5554478&amp;postID=4799959828409021206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default/4799959828409021206'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default/4799959828409021206'/><author><name>KingRey</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5554478.post-2938875845495880660</id><published>2007-09-30T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T00:23:07.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What makes me smile?</title><summary type='text'>Lots of things make me smile, and I like lists, so here goes (in no particular order):
1. Kids laughing
2. Mangoes
3. Food that smells remarkably good
4. Cuddling
4. A clever, well-written passage in a really good book
5. Technology and gadgets
7. The combination of warm brownie and cold ice cream
8. Soft unexpected touches
9. Feeling warm sand on my feet
10. The smell of the salty ocean breeze</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/2007/09/what-makes-me-smile.html' title='What makes me smile?'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5554478&amp;postID=2938875845495880660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default/2938875845495880660'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default/2938875845495880660'/><author><name>KingRey</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5554478.post-7803747965185823146</id><published>2007-09-26T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T10:38:12.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"You can't love too much one part of it."</title><summary type='text'>Wheel by John Mayer</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/2007/09/you-cant-love-too-much-one-part-of-it.html' title='&quot;You can&apos;t love too much one part of it.&quot;'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5554478&amp;postID=7803747965185823146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default/7803747965185823146'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default/7803747965185823146'/><author><name>KingRey</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5554478.post-4667700488903394782</id><published>2007-09-09T23:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T00:01:54.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Life of Service</title><summary type='text'>Ever since my car accident in 2002, my life's goal has been pretty clear: to serve and better the lives of children and youth. 

This has been kind of hard to explain to other people when they ask me, "Why? Why don't you just work in the private sector now, make lots of money, and then donate that money to some charity?" 

How can you explain your passion? If I were as passionate about singing </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/2007/09/life-of-service.html' title='A Life of Service'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5554478&amp;postID=4667700488903394782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default/4667700488903394782'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default/4667700488903394782'/><author><name>KingRey</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5554478.post-835626481596664008</id><published>2007-09-03T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T22:20:57.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturn is moving into Virgo</title><summary type='text'>
Apparently Saturn is moving into Virgo for the next couple of years. According to Alex, my resident astrologer/spiritual advisor, this means that people in general will be more nitpicky about things in their lives. 

The following quotes were taken from www.astrologicallyspeaking.com:

Saturn is the planet of concentrated effort—no short cuts—and he will now be spending time in the practical </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/2007/09/saturn-is-moving-into-virgo.html' title='Saturn is moving into Virgo'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5554478&amp;postID=835626481596664008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default/835626481596664008'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default/835626481596664008'/><author><name>KingRey</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5554478.post-8021983395416203141</id><published>2007-09-03T12:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T13:06:59.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rap Director Training - Behind the Scenes</title><summary type='text'>Little can be said about the secret rituals behind the training of a Rap Director... but I have some exclusive pictures from my two-week training back in June. If you remember, the training took me first to Baltimore, Maryland, then Virginia to Fredericksburg and then Williamsburg. I got to know nice other trainees extremely well (some would say too well), and more importantly, I got to know </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/2007/09/rap-director-training-behind-scenes.html' title='Rap Director Training - Behind the Scenes'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5554478&amp;postID=8021983395416203141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default/8021983395416203141'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default/8021983395416203141'/><author><name>KingRey</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5554478.post-8804262172748600603</id><published>2007-08-26T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T17:52:21.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Consumed by the Deathly Hallows &amp; Work</title><summary type='text'>I've been super busy the last few weeks because of:

1. Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

Good Lord! I finished reading the last installment of the Harry Potter books, and was so impressed by the artistically written action-packed sequences. This book is pretty close to being my favorite Harry Potter book (next to the Prisoner of Azkaban). And with that I was kind of sad to read the last few </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/2007/08/consumed-by-deathly-hallows-work.html' title='Consumed by the Deathly Hallows &amp; Work'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5554478&amp;postID=8804262172748600603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default/8804262172748600603'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default/8804262172748600603'/><author><name>KingRey</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5554478.post-3712522405350951993</id><published>2007-08-16T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T23:35:38.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boston Trip</title><summary type='text'>Did I mention that I went to Boston in May with four of my superstar students? Well here's some proof:

</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/2007/08/boston-trip.html' title='Boston Trip'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5554478&amp;postID=3712522405350951993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default/3712522405350951993'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default/3712522405350951993'/><author><name>KingRey</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5554478.post-2887417226366861708</id><published>2007-08-15T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T23:27:45.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Idea: Speakers Bureau</title><summary type='text'>Me: hey i have a new idea
Me: i want to create a speakers bureau
Me: or like a club
Karla: cool, with who
Me: nonprofits and education-related people are always looking for good people to facilitate workshops or give some sort of speech
Me: but we are always so reticent because we don’t know who to trust, we don’t know what they'll say, etc, esp if we haven’t heard them before
Karla: ya, thats </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/2007/08/new-idea-speakers-bureau.html' title='New Idea: Speakers Bureau'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5554478&amp;postID=2887417226366861708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default/2887417226366861708'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default/2887417226366861708'/><author><name>KingRey</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5554478.post-46893638175318798</id><published>2007-08-14T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T23:32:25.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I fell and then I got up and laughed</title><summary type='text'>Setup: It's the morning of one of the biggest events of the year for BUILD. This is a convo I had with Leslie about day 1 of Business Boot Camp...

Me (10:51:08 PM): this morning at 645 am
Me (10:51:11 PM): i slipped and fell
Me (10:51:20 PM): and completely hurt my right shoulder, elbow and wrist
Me (10:51:26 PM): its in a lot of pain
Me (10:51:32 PM): im tryin not to be a baby about it
Leslie (</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/2007/08/ive-fallen-and-i-got-up.html' title='I fell and then I got up and laughed'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5554478&amp;postID=46893638175318798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default/46893638175318798'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default/46893638175318798'/><author><name>KingRey</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5554478.post-728857341239244111</id><published>2007-08-07T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T23:07:32.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Proud</title><summary type='text'>It's days like today that make me love what I do.



I (along with Randy and Amber) facilitated our second annual training for the Executive Leadership Circle (ELC), which is basically the leaders of all of our students leaders. And I really feel like they understood the gravity and responsibility of being a leader and a role model. We spent the morning at Parnassus Investments, an SF company. A </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/2007/08/proud.html' title='Proud'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5554478&amp;postID=728857341239244111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default/728857341239244111'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default/728857341239244111'/><author><name>KingRey</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5554478.post-5392227033848946831</id><published>2007-07-17T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T00:50:40.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love packing efficiently!</title><summary type='text'>It's almost 1 am, and I am all packed for my Denver trip. And the best part about it is that I don't have to check any luggage in. Yippee!

Now I just have to figure out that whole shuttle issue...</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/2007/07/i-love-packing-efficiently.html' title='I love packing efficiently!'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5554478&amp;postID=5392227033848946831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default/5392227033848946831'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default/5392227033848946831'/><author><name>KingRey</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5554478.post-1696510651681761923</id><published>2007-07-08T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T00:18:03.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunion with the ocean</title><summary type='text'>





I surfed Pacifica with Eric today. It was weird being there without Jed because that was our surf spot last summer when Jed was still living here. But I managed to surf without my surf mentor.

The conditions were actually quite nice. Beautifully sunny and clear day. Negligible winds. Comfortable waves. 

One of my favorite things about surfing is that while I'm on the board, getting </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/2007/07/reunion-with-ocean.html' title='Reunion with the ocean'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5554478&amp;postID=1696510651681761923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default/1696510651681761923'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default/1696510651681761923'/><author><name>KingRey</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5554478.post-1121871501462958840</id><published>2007-07-06T01:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T01:58:45.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fat kid no more</title><summary type='text'>
Growing up as a fat kid, I always dreaded the mandatory physical education tests... You remember those don't you? 

The obligatory mile run.
The awkward sit and attempt to reach your toes with that funky box measuring contraption.
The push-ups... oh those horrendous push-ups!
And of course the always distressing pull-ups.

As a reformed fat kid, I work ard to keep myself healthy and in shape. I </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/2007/07/fat-kid-no-more.html' title='Fat kid no more'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5554478&amp;postID=1121871501462958840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.efozzie.com/sweet/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default/1121871501462958840'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5554478/posts/default/1121871501462958840'/><author><name>KingRey</name></author></entry></feed>