<?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-3359399095940144116</id><updated>2011-08-01T17:13:42.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>mynameiscoia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518969552168086242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SXDSBH2xeaI/AAAAAAAAANQ/I4-2Mz3HV48/S220/coia5.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3359399095940144116.post-1766369933639269895</id><published>2010-05-09T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T20:56:39.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One day some woman's gonna find me out....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/S-jROdfenjI/AAAAAAAAAVY/bVZ7OL9wFW0/s1600/100_0348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/S-jROdfenjI/AAAAAAAAAVY/bVZ7OL9wFW0/s400/100_0348.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469851793806499378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"now this is not to say, there never comes a day, i'll take my chances and start again, &lt;br /&gt;     and when I look behind, at all my younger times,&lt;br /&gt;                     i'll have to thank the wrongs that led me to a love so strong."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i've been thinking. I'm full of crap. I have flaws out the sleeves. There are so many things I have kept from women I like just so they could have liked me more. I have gone through many relationships just to be who I thought they wanted me to be at the time. Keeping little lies inside, just to realize that I am doing the most harm possible. It's far more harmful to be someone you're significant other has no idea you are than it is to admit that you're flawed. One day God is gonna put a woman in my life who not only has the nerve to whip me into shape, but also knows my faults and weaknesses and wouldn't have me without them. This is not saying I haven't met her already, it's only saying that i'll enjoy knowing when it's her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3359399095940144116-1766369933639269895?l=mynameiscoia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/feeds/1766369933639269895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3359399095940144116&amp;postID=1766369933639269895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/1766369933639269895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/1766369933639269895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/2010/05/one-day-some-womans-gonna-find-me-out.html' title='One day some woman&apos;s gonna find me out....'/><author><name>mynameiscoia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518969552168086242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SXDSBH2xeaI/AAAAAAAAANQ/I4-2Mz3HV48/S220/coia5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/S-jROdfenjI/AAAAAAAAAVY/bVZ7OL9wFW0/s72-c/100_0348.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3359399095940144116.post-1975506697996003689</id><published>2010-04-21T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T10:39:41.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/S884QuUd_0I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/57kUir-qTUA/s1600/IMG_0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/S884QuUd_0I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/57kUir-qTUA/s400/IMG_0020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462646732986646338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    A huge thanks goes out to everyone who came out to hang with us at the FIU show! We had a blast with all of our friends. The great news is that our EP will be coming out within the next 2 weeks, and then...the world! ok, maybe not the world, but at the very least iTunes. We have worked very hard to try our best and connect with everyone of our listeners, so from the bottom of our hearts, we hope that when you hear it it impacts all of you to believe against all odds that you can be who you were created to be. So thanks again for all of your support, and don't forget to visit coiamusic.com and join the newsletter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3359399095940144116-1975506697996003689?l=mynameiscoia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/feeds/1975506697996003689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3359399095940144116&amp;postID=1975506697996003689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/1975506697996003689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/1975506697996003689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>mynameiscoia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518969552168086242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SXDSBH2xeaI/AAAAAAAAANQ/I4-2Mz3HV48/S220/coia5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/S884QuUd_0I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/57kUir-qTUA/s72-c/IMG_0020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3359399095940144116.post-4543345350658963109</id><published>2010-02-23T00:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T00:25:56.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something's Got Me Feeling Brand New</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/S4OQ9oWcmZI/AAAAAAAAAU4/cacBusokBdk/s1600-h/jj.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 296px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/S4OQ9oWcmZI/AAAAAAAAAU4/cacBusokBdk/s400/jj.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441352163271678354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I had the pleasure of playing some music with some friend's in The Jacob Jeffries Band the other day in Miami Beach. Some time's you just gotta stop talking about what you want and just enjoy playing music, Jacob reminds me of this detail.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3359399095940144116-4543345350658963109?l=mynameiscoia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/feeds/4543345350658963109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3359399095940144116&amp;postID=4543345350658963109' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/4543345350658963109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/4543345350658963109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/2010/02/somethings-got-me-feeling-brand-new.html' title='Something&apos;s Got Me Feeling Brand New'/><author><name>mynameiscoia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518969552168086242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SXDSBH2xeaI/AAAAAAAAANQ/I4-2Mz3HV48/S220/coia5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/S4OQ9oWcmZI/AAAAAAAAAU4/cacBusokBdk/s72-c/jj.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3359399095940144116.post-6671419758486538674</id><published>2010-02-20T15:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T15:23:39.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a smoke...</title><content type='html'>Today I went to visit my mom in the hospital, and as I was walking back to my car my iPhone buried head caught the attention of a woman crying and struggling to get open the tightly packaged box of cigarettes. She pried at it with all her might as if her only hope of salvation lied in that box. &lt;br /&gt;        The first thought that went through my hurting heart was, what could be happening in her life at this moment that could be driving her insanely pain staken. What tragedy has unfolded around her to cause her to feel the way she does, and even more, WHAT IS SHE FEELING? Is she heartbroken, lonely, stressed, paranoid, fearful? What's going on??? Just then, maybe the most important thought of all came into my head. Why is her only hope of comfort coming from a smoke, or better yet, an instant gratification? I was remiss to think that when the chips were down in her life, when times were tough, when the going got hard, or as we say in the music business (hahahaha I love that I just said that) when it hit the fan, she went to a source of instant gratification for comfort. Not a family member, a friend, a loved one, a human being none the less, NO, a carefully wrapped, compact, mobile piece of poison. &lt;br /&gt;         I wonder how many times I do this exact same thing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    BTW!!! I am now the proud owner of a new 3G 8GB iPhone! shout out to @teenafina, (soon to be @teenevelasquez lol) for the gift. Gracias!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3359399095940144116-6671419758486538674?l=mynameiscoia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/feeds/6671419758486538674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3359399095940144116&amp;postID=6671419758486538674' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/6671419758486538674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/6671419758486538674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/2010/02/smoke.html' title='a smoke...'/><author><name>mynameiscoia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518969552168086242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SXDSBH2xeaI/AAAAAAAAANQ/I4-2Mz3HV48/S220/coia5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3359399095940144116.post-1943818774004052759</id><published>2010-02-01T15:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T21:11:02.982-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi Amor and Myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/S2dxs8-xfUI/AAAAAAAAAUo/-yZ47u0eC5g/s1600-h/geocachingpic2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 343px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/S2dxs8-xfUI/AAAAAAAAAUo/-yZ47u0eC5g/s400/geocachingpic2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433436492543393090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/S2due9XfEGI/AAAAAAAAAUg/ONmKjUXx7fs/s1600-h/geocachingpic.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 389px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/S2due9XfEGI/AAAAAAAAAUg/ONmKjUXx7fs/s400/geocachingpic.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433432953593991266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        This weekend I was fortunate enough to experience the early birthday celebration with my baby cakes Ms. Rebecca Zeinz as she took me on my first Geo Caching event. (if you don't know what Geo Caching is then get on it) We spent the day traveling through back woods and pasteurs of horse poop, it was amazing. I won't boar you with the details of the rest of the days event, just know it involved steak, mike &amp; ike's, mud cake, and a new t-shirt. &lt;br /&gt;   A big gracias goes out to her for giving me such an amazing early b-day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3359399095940144116-1943818774004052759?l=mynameiscoia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/feeds/1943818774004052759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3359399095940144116&amp;postID=1943818774004052759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/1943818774004052759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/1943818774004052759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title='Mi Amor and Myself'/><author><name>mynameiscoia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518969552168086242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SXDSBH2xeaI/AAAAAAAAANQ/I4-2Mz3HV48/S220/coia5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/S2dxs8-xfUI/AAAAAAAAAUo/-yZ47u0eC5g/s72-c/geocachingpic2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3359399095940144116.post-7622088304703357163</id><published>2009-03-30T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T20:49:49.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exreme Go-Karting + no sleep= A Great Blog Pic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SdDO2znIlpI/AAAAAAAAATU/4jkCfNfRLVw/s1600-h/photo.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 366px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SdDO2znIlpI/AAAAAAAAATU/4jkCfNfRLVw/s400/photo.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318978600887162514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing like spending 11pm to 5am Extreme indoor Go-Karting with the sickest young people around in South Florida!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3359399095940144116-7622088304703357163?l=mynameiscoia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/feeds/7622088304703357163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3359399095940144116&amp;postID=7622088304703357163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/7622088304703357163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/7622088304703357163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/2009/03/exreme-go-karting-no-sleep-great-blog.html' title='Exreme Go-Karting + no sleep= A Great Blog Pic'/><author><name>mynameiscoia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518969552168086242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SXDSBH2xeaI/AAAAAAAAANQ/I4-2Mz3HV48/S220/coia5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SdDO2znIlpI/AAAAAAAAATU/4jkCfNfRLVw/s72-c/photo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3359399095940144116.post-9054056147141013330</id><published>2009-03-24T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T09:06:11.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Isn't She Lovely, Isn't She Wonderful...</title><content type='html'>It's a beautiful thing to know you might have the chance to spend the rest of your life with your best friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/ScjoeG36frI/AAAAAAAAATE/Ti26RY0CPYA/s1600-h/blogpic3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/ScjoeG36frI/AAAAAAAAATE/Ti26RY0CPYA/s400/blogpic3.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316754964049723058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/ScjodsoohHI/AAAAAAAAAS8/KbZy8TABVNI/s1600-h/blogpic2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/ScjodsoohHI/AAAAAAAAAS8/KbZy8TABVNI/s400/blogpic2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316754957006308466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/ScjodVuz_6I/AAAAAAAAAS0/eu4699UFVEs/s1600-h/blogpic1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 317px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/ScjodVuz_6I/AAAAAAAAAS0/eu4699UFVEs/s400/blogpic1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316754950858211234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                              So here's to not taking it for granted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3359399095940144116-9054056147141013330?l=mynameiscoia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/feeds/9054056147141013330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3359399095940144116&amp;postID=9054056147141013330' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/9054056147141013330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/9054056147141013330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='Isn&apos;t She Lovely, Isn&apos;t She Wonderful...'/><author><name>mynameiscoia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518969552168086242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SXDSBH2xeaI/AAAAAAAAANQ/I4-2Mz3HV48/S220/coia5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/ScjoeG36frI/AAAAAAAAATE/Ti26RY0CPYA/s72-c/blogpic3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3359399095940144116.post-1268591332414751151</id><published>2009-03-19T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T15:31:15.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Gonna Be Huge!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3749881&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3749881&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/3749881"&gt;Easter 2009  Service Times&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3359399095940144116-1268591332414751151?l=mynameiscoia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/feeds/1268591332414751151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3359399095940144116&amp;postID=1268591332414751151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/1268591332414751151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/1268591332414751151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-gonna-be-huge.html' title='It&apos;s Gonna Be Huge!!!'/><author><name>mynameiscoia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518969552168086242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SXDSBH2xeaI/AAAAAAAAANQ/I4-2Mz3HV48/S220/coia5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3359399095940144116.post-3379740233277519096</id><published>2009-03-19T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T15:19:11.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bed</title><content type='html'>There I was staring at my room wondering why and how it could still be so messy after I had thrown all of my clothes and accessories into the closet. Then it hit me, The Bed! Why is it that the bed has always been the deciding factor in how your bedroom looks. Sometimes you can even JUST make your bed and make no attempt at cleaning no other part of the room. Because all that matters really in the end is the bed. It can set the tone for everything: what kind of person you are, What kind of mood you're in, What kind of mood you wanna be in....  It makes me wonder what in my life is classified as "The Bed". What I mean by that is: what in my life is very important to make sure has been given lots of attention and care but is just regarded as made up to look nice. How many times do we make Christ look good in our life in a hurry knowing that someone is coming to check out you and your life. Even if i'm dying inside, I can just dress us christ, put on some new sheets,  throw some clothes in the closet and everything is good as new. When have we taken the time to really put our clothes away, dust our furniture and vacuum the carpet. How many times is our room really genuinely clean. The answer would have to be always! Our rooms are always clean, no matter how far gone we think they are,  and I aint talkin' 'bout some mom who never stops cleanin'. &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;       But I will say that I am very grateful  for every time my room has been cleaned for me when I knew I didn't have the means let alone the strength to clean it on my own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3359399095940144116-3379740233277519096?l=mynameiscoia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/feeds/3379740233277519096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3359399095940144116&amp;postID=3379740233277519096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/3379740233277519096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/3379740233277519096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/2009/03/bed.html' title='The Bed'/><author><name>mynameiscoia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518969552168086242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SXDSBH2xeaI/AAAAAAAAANQ/I4-2Mz3HV48/S220/coia5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3359399095940144116.post-829616072040632485</id><published>2009-03-18T15:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T15:31:17.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's DONE!!!!</title><content type='html'>After years of work,, (ok maybe months), the almighty blog is finally done. Thank you to everybody who took part in the completion of it. (Carlos). To quote an elder- "The Best Is Yet To Come".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3359399095940144116-829616072040632485?l=mynameiscoia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/feeds/829616072040632485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3359399095940144116&amp;postID=829616072040632485' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/829616072040632485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/829616072040632485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-done.html' title='It&apos;s DONE!!!!'/><author><name>mynameiscoia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518969552168086242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SXDSBH2xeaI/AAAAAAAAANQ/I4-2Mz3HV48/S220/coia5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3359399095940144116.post-5480125593616806519</id><published>2009-01-22T14:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T14:18:50.925-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Apologize For The Mess!</title><content type='html'>Excuse us whyle we make the necessary changes to keep up with '09! We look forward to meeting your expectations and being a place for you to visit and chill out. See you soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SXjvLZ-KVlI/AAAAAAAAAPw/1nONhb7fqQE/s1600-h/under_construction.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 204px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SXjvLZ-KVlI/AAAAAAAAAPw/1nONhb7fqQE/s400/under_construction.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294244341203228242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3359399095940144116-5480125593616806519?l=mynameiscoia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/feeds/5480125593616806519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3359399095940144116&amp;postID=5480125593616806519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/5480125593616806519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/5480125593616806519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/2009/01/excuse-mess-but-i-promise-blog-will-be.html' title='We Apologize For The Mess!'/><author><name>mynameiscoia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518969552168086242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SXDSBH2xeaI/AAAAAAAAANQ/I4-2Mz3HV48/S220/coia5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SXjvLZ-KVlI/AAAAAAAAAPw/1nONhb7fqQE/s72-c/under_construction.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3359399095940144116.post-3858419491894807523</id><published>2009-01-20T08:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T09:03:36.054-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why the Milk?</title><content type='html'>          If you're living in '09 then why are you living like you're still in '08? What are you doing to embrace the New Year and get better at what it is you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Rym_ScUCGlU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Rym_ScUCGlU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3359399095940144116-3858419491894807523?l=mynameiscoia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/feeds/3858419491894807523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3359399095940144116&amp;postID=3858419491894807523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/3858419491894807523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/3858419491894807523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/2009/01/why-milk.html' title='Why the Milk?'/><author><name>mynameiscoia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518969552168086242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SXDSBH2xeaI/AAAAAAAAANQ/I4-2Mz3HV48/S220/coia5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3359399095940144116.post-2476910018598491168</id><published>2009-01-16T13:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T14:47:54.459-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Are You Spending time With You Friends?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SXEOhxPFybI/AAAAAAAAAPM/tILVRM8m3eE/s1600-h/100_9273+copy.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 329px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SXEOhxPFybI/AAAAAAAAAPM/tILVRM8m3eE/s400/100_9273+copy.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292027010452146610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SXEOhgVyVYI/AAAAAAAAAPE/J-8C9qe7moc/s1600-h/100_9272+copy+copy.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 323px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SXEOhgVyVYI/AAAAAAAAAPE/J-8C9qe7moc/s400/100_9272+copy+copy.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292027005916829058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SXD8FuAiroI/AAAAAAAAAO8/Dbs30NFVuCE/s1600-h/100_9249+copy+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 325px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SXD8FuAiroI/AAAAAAAAAO8/Dbs30NFVuCE/s400/100_9249+copy+2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292006737340182146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3359399095940144116-2476910018598491168?l=mynameiscoia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/feeds/2476910018598491168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3359399095940144116&amp;postID=2476910018598491168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/2476910018598491168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/2476910018598491168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/2009/01/how-are-you-spending-time-with-you.html' title='How Are You Spending time With You Friends?'/><author><name>mynameiscoia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518969552168086242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SXDSBH2xeaI/AAAAAAAAANQ/I4-2Mz3HV48/S220/coia5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SXEOhxPFybI/AAAAAAAAAPM/tILVRM8m3eE/s72-c/100_9273+copy.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3359399095940144116.post-6895643461289358760</id><published>2009-01-02T11:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T11:20:39.572-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worship 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Lately I've been on the verge of writing a worship song. this is a huge step for me in that, well, what the heck do I know about writing worship music. I pose a better question, what the heck do I know about describing god's love. Is that even what I'm supposed to do, should I speak on my troubles, my successes, my insecurities, or there lack off. What Do I SAY! It's now that I hit this epiphany in my thinking. "and I've done all I can to stand on your steps with my heart in my hand, but I'm starting to see, baby it's got nothing to do with me". Very insightful words from a Mr. John Mayer. I am quickly realizing that God's love has nothing to do with me and how I feel. The only thing that matters in regards to myself is if I choose to not live in ignorance and embrace grace at it's finest. Ironicly enough, this makes writing worship music even more complex than I anticipated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"The flowers of the field are crying to be heard."&lt;div&gt;                                -David Crowder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3359399095940144116-6895643461289358760?l=mynameiscoia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/feeds/6895643461289358760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3359399095940144116&amp;postID=6895643461289358760' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/6895643461289358760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/6895643461289358760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/2009/01/worship-101.html' title='Worship 101'/><author><name>mynameiscoia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518969552168086242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SXDSBH2xeaI/AAAAAAAAANQ/I4-2Mz3HV48/S220/coia5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3359399095940144116.post-4778508115512305611</id><published>2009-01-01T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T20:04:30.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Concert Of The Year!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="197"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=2662920&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=2662920&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="197"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/2662920"&gt;Concert Promo&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/frc"&gt;Flamingo Road Church &lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3359399095940144116-4778508115512305611?l=mynameiscoia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/feeds/4778508115512305611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3359399095940144116&amp;postID=4778508115512305611' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/4778508115512305611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/4778508115512305611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/2009/01/concert-of-year.html' title='Concert Of The Year!!!'/><author><name>mynameiscoia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518969552168086242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SXDSBH2xeaI/AAAAAAAAANQ/I4-2Mz3HV48/S220/coia5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3359399095940144116.post-6992776054528765371</id><published>2008-12-30T17:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T17:46:09.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Truth Is Alive</title><content type='html'>It's crazy when God shows that he believes in a world who doesn't believe in him.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7JHS8adO3hM&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7JHS8adO3hM&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3359399095940144116-6992776054528765371?l=mynameiscoia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/feeds/6992776054528765371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3359399095940144116&amp;postID=6992776054528765371' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/6992776054528765371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/6992776054528765371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/2008/12/truth-is-alive.html' title='Truth Is Alive'/><author><name>mynameiscoia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518969552168086242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SXDSBH2xeaI/AAAAAAAAANQ/I4-2Mz3HV48/S220/coia5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3359399095940144116.post-6666436132332523588</id><published>2008-12-15T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T09:10:58.979-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gift Revolution Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=2382538&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=2382538&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/2382538"&gt;TGR - Road Trip Nov 23-26, 2008&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/frc"&gt;Flamingo Road Church &lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3359399095940144116-6666436132332523588?l=mynameiscoia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/feeds/6666436132332523588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3359399095940144116&amp;postID=6666436132332523588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/6666436132332523588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/6666436132332523588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/2008/12/gift-revolution-update.html' title='Gift Revolution Update'/><author><name>mynameiscoia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518969552168086242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SXDSBH2xeaI/AAAAAAAAANQ/I4-2Mz3HV48/S220/coia5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3359399095940144116.post-406197469137459183</id><published>2008-12-01T15:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T17:15:57.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TheGiftRevolution.com!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/STSLdlW4XyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/KiOA2XhM1x4/s1600-h/108_7987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/STSLdlW4XyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/KiOA2XhM1x4/s400/108_7987.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274994403918241570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/STSLdsAiQpI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/m8zkpm4585s/s1600-h/108_7850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/STSLdsAiQpI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/m8zkpm4585s/s400/108_7850.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274994405703565970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/STSLdSCIdcI/AAAAAAAAAJw/VOZ6I_-2hDg/s1600-h/108_8064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/STSLdSCIdcI/AAAAAAAAAJw/VOZ6I_-2hDg/s400/108_8064.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274994398730941890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/STSLdHs1yCI/AAAAAAAAAJo/nBgZiEtuLYw/s1600-h/108_7979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/STSLdHs1yCI/AAAAAAAAAJo/nBgZiEtuLYw/s400/108_7979.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274994395957282850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Blogville,&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is upon us and it is GLORIOUS! Which means one thing... THEGIFTREVOLUTION.COM!!!!!! The tours have been crazy, the events have been amazing and the rides in the van have been insane! I hope you guys have been keeping up with the van cause this thing is crazy. Peoples lives are changing all over the world and you need to be apart of it. From paying for strangers' dinner at a TGIF, to driving down Duvall street in the gift revolution VW van with the door open whyle throwing out water to people and blasting music. This thing is much bigger than Flamingo Road Church, as a movement to change the world should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a quick glimpse into the world of TheGiftRevolution.com and our tour crazyness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vimeo.com/2378112"&gt;http://www.vimeo.com/2378112&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3359399095940144116-406197469137459183?l=mynameiscoia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/feeds/406197469137459183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3359399095940144116&amp;postID=406197469137459183' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/406197469137459183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/406197469137459183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/2008/12/thegiftrevolutioncom.html' title='TheGiftRevolution.com!!!!'/><author><name>mynameiscoia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518969552168086242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SXDSBH2xeaI/AAAAAAAAANQ/I4-2Mz3HV48/S220/coia5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/STSLdlW4XyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/KiOA2XhM1x4/s72-c/108_7987.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3359399095940144116.post-7506740882669993970</id><published>2008-11-14T10:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T10:54:49.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nov.22 &amp; 23! Wherever You Are, Be There!</title><content type='html'>Don't Miss Nov. 22. It's gunna be crazy out of this world ridiculously nuts! Wherever you are, no excuses, be there! Now watch as my boy Kenny represents.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(100, 95, 94);   white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(100, 95, 94);   white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="270"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1521537&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1521537&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="270"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/1521537"&gt;FRC TV PROMO&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/frc"&gt;Flamingo Road Church &lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3359399095940144116-7506740882669993970?l=mynameiscoia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/feeds/7506740882669993970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3359399095940144116&amp;postID=7506740882669993970' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/7506740882669993970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/7506740882669993970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/2008/11/nov22-23-wherever-you-are-be-there.html' title='Nov.22 &amp; 23! Wherever You Are, Be There!'/><author><name>mynameiscoia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518969552168086242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SXDSBH2xeaI/AAAAAAAAANQ/I4-2Mz3HV48/S220/coia5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3359399095940144116.post-1234425007012776020</id><published>2008-11-10T21:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T21:52:13.525-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What are we afraid of?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SRkdaKPVSVI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Hjp3zEm0n3Q/s1600-h/Head+Shot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SRkdaKPVSVI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Hjp3zEm0n3Q/s320/Head+Shot.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267273574448974162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week a good friend of mine, Brian from NBPhotograpix.com, came in and was taking pictures for his new project he was working on. His idea was to take high definition face shots of people. The shots would show every detail of the face that we don't see very often. In fact, he is showing the opposite of what we are used to seeing in pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It's remarkable how we spend so much of our time covering up what we really look like. Layer after layer, wall after wall, we hide who Christ made us to be. Insecurity after Insecurity. What would happen if no one was afraid to be who they are. If they were okay with being...them. Here's a question, what are we so afraid of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3359399095940144116-1234425007012776020?l=mynameiscoia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/feeds/1234425007012776020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3359399095940144116&amp;postID=1234425007012776020' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/1234425007012776020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/1234425007012776020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/2008/11/last-week-good-friend-of-mine-brian.html' title='What are we afraid of?'/><author><name>mynameiscoia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518969552168086242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SXDSBH2xeaI/AAAAAAAAANQ/I4-2Mz3HV48/S220/coia5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SRkdaKPVSVI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Hjp3zEm0n3Q/s72-c/Head+Shot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3359399095940144116.post-5605712808697633909</id><published>2008-10-23T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T07:33:41.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuck Norris At His Finest</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MDUQW8LUMs8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MDUQW8LUMs8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3359399095940144116-5605712808697633909?l=mynameiscoia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/feeds/5605712808697633909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3359399095940144116&amp;postID=5605712808697633909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/5605712808697633909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/5605712808697633909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/2008/10/chuck-norris-at-his-finest.html' title='Chuck Norris At His Finest'/><author><name>mynameiscoia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518969552168086242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SXDSBH2xeaI/AAAAAAAAANQ/I4-2Mz3HV48/S220/coia5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3359399095940144116.post-1106179885723972953</id><published>2008-10-03T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T07:14:40.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Time Has Come</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SOYmTEGTc2I/AAAAAAAAAIY/P_oPDX-YwHE/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SOYmTEGTc2I/AAAAAAAAAIY/P_oPDX-YwHE/s320/photo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252928124333814626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's right world, Mike Coia finally has a Sunpass! Now I have the opportunity of being sucked into a world that never stops moving. What a relief it will be to never have to take a step back and see what God is doing in our world.  (really take in the sarcasm)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3359399095940144116-1106179885723972953?l=mynameiscoia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/feeds/1106179885723972953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3359399095940144116&amp;postID=1106179885723972953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/1106179885723972953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/1106179885723972953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D12df891277c31857%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331435439%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5CB3942F5BE9E5CE67F39575542F7EB173D6AF89.2DD3345EA4CDA10D68FA673C971184DCDF7842C2%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D12df891277c31857%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBCr7PHrFZZ3vuYIX38lJAVrghUY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D12df891277c31857%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331435439%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5CB3942F5BE9E5CE67F39575542F7EB173D6AF89.2DD3345EA4CDA10D68FA673C971184DCDF7842C2%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D12df891277c31857%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBCr7PHrFZZ3vuYIX38lJAVrghUY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to everybody who made friend day happen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3359399095940144116-4803112298708793891?l=mynameiscoia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=12df891277c31857&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SXDSBH2xeaI/AAAAAAAAANQ/I4-2Mz3HV48/S220/coia5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3359399095940144116.post-6132880624724991081</id><published>2008-09-20T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T10:39:12.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch and Enjoy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2KJ4p_mfi18&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2KJ4p_mfi18&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3359399095940144116-6132880624724991081?l=mynameiscoia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/feeds/6132880624724991081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3359399095940144116&amp;postID=6132880624724991081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/6132880624724991081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/6132880624724991081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/2008/09/watch-and-enjoy.html' title='Watch and Enjoy'/><author><name>mynameiscoia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518969552168086242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SXDSBH2xeaI/AAAAAAAAANQ/I4-2Mz3HV48/S220/coia5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3359399095940144116.post-2238682041151697219</id><published>2008-09-14T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T19:20:12.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Song For You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SM3GRszSQSI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/AkAiZuq2gwY/s1600-h/108_7488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SM3GRszSQSI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/AkAiZuq2gwY/s320/108_7488.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246067148342837538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I have had an amazing amount of posts/comments/requests of how people can buy/play/dedicate "Love song for you". First of all thank you to anyone who thinks that my music is worth dedicating/buying/learning. This is the shear reason I picked up a guitar in the first place. I only hope that the song pushes you to collect your own words and express in your own way how you feel about whatever, not just give you the drive to copy me. So to everyone in blogville, I hereby raise my glass to creativity and writing things down. Thanks again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3359399095940144116-2238682041151697219?l=mynameiscoia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/feeds/2238682041151697219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3359399095940144116&amp;postID=2238682041151697219' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/2238682041151697219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/2238682041151697219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/2008/09/love-song-for-you.html' title='Love Song For You'/><author><name>mynameiscoia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518969552168086242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SXDSBH2xeaI/AAAAAAAAANQ/I4-2Mz3HV48/S220/coia5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SM3GRszSQSI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/AkAiZuq2gwY/s72-c/108_7488.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3359399095940144116.post-1681412043413192842</id><published>2008-09-11T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T07:39:37.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sing Sing Sing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;......We've gotten past the first verse and the chorus, "almost done, keep it up" I think to myself. Here comes the 2nd chorus, "nail it and you're home free". Then suddenly he 2nd chorus ends. Electricity fills the air as the last note on the lead guitar rings out with the symbols. For some reason I'm led by the Gods of rock to ditch the guitar an engage with a crowd who is sold out for nothing short of face melting. Suddenly I find myself center stage in the very front with one leg pounding the floor and both hands clapping, ready t sing at the top of my lungs with a sea of people. Here it comes, 3, 2, 1,.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who is this God who rocks so hard?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"we will sing sing sing, and make music with the heavens,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  we will sing sing sing, grateful that you hear us,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   when we shout your praise, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   lift high the name of jesus."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;      -Chris Tomlin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3359399095940144116-1681412043413192842?l=mynameiscoia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/feeds/1681412043413192842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3359399095940144116&amp;postID=1681412043413192842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/1681412043413192842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/1681412043413192842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/2008/09/sing-sing-sing.html' title='Sing Sing Sing'/><author><name>mynameiscoia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518969552168086242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SXDSBH2xeaI/AAAAAAAAANQ/I4-2Mz3HV48/S220/coia5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3359399095940144116.post-2265608282076320833</id><published>2008-09-04T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T20:34:09.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wear my sunglasses at night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SMCf9E_QKZI/AAAAAAAAAIA/1YbQ817Lps4/s1600-h/coiablog.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;people in blogville, meet some of my co-workers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SMCf9E_QKZI/AAAAAAAAAIA/1YbQ817Lps4/s320/coiablog.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242365837919136146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The picture says it all. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;              I don't mean to drag a deep moment out of a surfaced comment, but for the sake of coiaism I will. Why do we feel the need to wear our sunglasses and cover what makes us us. Are we afraid, are we shy, are we lazy? Why not expose ourselves and be open to whatever comes our way. Why not take off the glasses that hold us back and be not afraid to expect something more than just okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3359399095940144116-2265608282076320833?l=mynameiscoia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/feeds/2265608282076320833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3359399095940144116&amp;postID=2265608282076320833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/2265608282076320833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/2265608282076320833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-wear-my-sunglasses-at-night.html' title='I wear my sunglasses at night'/><author><name>mynameiscoia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518969552168086242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SXDSBH2xeaI/AAAAAAAAANQ/I4-2Mz3HV48/S220/coia5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SMCf9E_QKZI/AAAAAAAAAIA/1YbQ817Lps4/s72-c/coiablog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3359399095940144116.post-7617991305425031322</id><published>2008-09-01T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T10:54:23.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shake and Bake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SLwplAGWyYI/AAAAAAAAAHg/AIGm1BvuNxU/s1600-h/108_7734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SLwplAGWyYI/AAAAAAAAAHg/AIGm1BvuNxU/s320/108_7734.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241109782010972546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SLwplWAhHrI/AAAAAAAAAHo/AraMLoILQLY/s1600-h/108_7739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SLwplWAhHrI/AAAAAAAAAHo/AraMLoILQLY/s320/108_7739.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241109787892063922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SLwplR55iFI/AAAAAAAAAHw/WtUHtN3mSk8/s1600-h/108_7742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SLwplR55iFI/AAAAAAAAAHw/WtUHtN3mSk8/s320/108_7742.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241109786790561874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SLwplj1z4RI/AAAAAAAAAH4/_U-bqYp1vss/s1600-h/108_7747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SLwplj1z4RI/AAAAAAAAAH4/_U-bqYp1vss/s320/108_7747.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241109791605252370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend I had the pleasure of going where no man has boldly gone before. That's right I whipped up the ol' alfredo penne pasta and purple chicken coia salad. It was happily followed up by andres' tomatoe creation for dessert. I'll let the pictures do the talking this time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3359399095940144116-7617991305425031322?l=mynameiscoia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/feeds/7617991305425031322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3359399095940144116&amp;postID=7617991305425031322' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/7617991305425031322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/7617991305425031322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/2008/09/cooking-with-coia-bam-that-just.html' title='Shake and Bake'/><author><name>mynameiscoia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518969552168086242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SXDSBH2xeaI/AAAAAAAAANQ/I4-2Mz3HV48/S220/coia5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SLwplAGWyYI/AAAAAAAAAHg/AIGm1BvuNxU/s72-c/108_7734.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3359399095940144116.post-7701858361100237847</id><published>2008-08-30T14:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T10:52:07.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Could it get any better?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tkluOdEZitY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tkluOdEZitY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do you do when your life changes. What do you do when everything you've worked so hard for gets flipped upside down. Maybe a more appropriate question would be "what do you do when life gets a purpose?"  How do you respond? What would you do if you found out your life had a purpose? We would be crushed to find out we had none, but yet we live like purpose is the last thing on our minds. what if we knew every breathe was the spirit of God flowing through us, what if we KNEW there was a saviour who died for us and there is nothing we could do to change that? Would we rise to the occasion and act accordingly? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   If we knew we could make the world a better place, would we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"there's nothing wrong with me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's just that I believe things could get better"&lt;div&gt;              -David Crowder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3359399095940144116-7701858361100237847?l=mynameiscoia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/feeds/7701858361100237847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3359399095940144116&amp;postID=7701858361100237847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/7701858361100237847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/7701858361100237847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/2008/08/could-it-get-any-better.html' title='Could it get any better?'/><author><name>mynameiscoia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518969552168086242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SXDSBH2xeaI/AAAAAAAAANQ/I4-2Mz3HV48/S220/coia5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3359399095940144116.post-1637183711981056631</id><published>2008-08-27T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T08:14:16.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And so it is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SLVuaz6EN1I/AAAAAAAAAG4/oYvlgLshlow/s1600-h/Unknown+Name.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SLVuaz6EN1I/AAAAAAAAAG4/oYvlgLshlow/s320/Unknown+Name.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239215148404848466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was reminded I am blessed. Straight from the get go at 8am I was given the opportunity to take part in 2 amazing events. 1. I was wable to play music with mystery man Yoel Torres and living legend Marc Millan. 2.  I played the craziest guitar ever. The adventure started when me and Alex Salcedo and I went looking for guitar to play. We came back with probably the sickest guitar ever. Complete with 4 strings, and 1 shoe string hand tied guitar strap. My guitar skills were truly tested.  Although I was not set up for a u2 cover show I made due and shredded none the less.&lt;br /&gt;       How many times due we feel like we're under equipped to solve the task at hand. Maybe you're dealing with a 4 stringed guitar. I think God wants us to be prepared so that we may be able to shred as it were under the worst conditions. I realize that I sound as though I have mastered this, but I assure you, this is not the case. I will say this though, I stinkin' worked that guitar to the bone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"either be prepared or get left behind"&lt;br /&gt;                             -Pastor Troy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3359399095940144116-1637183711981056631?l=mynameiscoia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/feeds/1637183711981056631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3359399095940144116&amp;postID=1637183711981056631' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/1637183711981056631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/1637183711981056631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/2008/08/and-so-it-is.html' title='And so it is...'/><author><name>mynameiscoia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518969552168086242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SXDSBH2xeaI/AAAAAAAAANQ/I4-2Mz3HV48/S220/coia5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SLVuaz6EN1I/AAAAAAAAAG4/oYvlgLshlow/s72-c/Unknown+Name.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3359399095940144116.post-1465464895441888698</id><published>2008-08-25T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T06:52:42.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Praise of The Vulnerable Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:Verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt;"Well life has a funny way of sneaking up on you&lt;br /&gt;When you think everything's okay and everything's going right&lt;br /&gt;And life has a funny way of helping you out when&lt;br /&gt;You think everything's gone wrong and everything blows up&lt;br /&gt;In your face"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt;                              -Alanis Morissette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;This weekend I had the pleasure of playing music with my favorite guitarist. It was quickly planned with no struggle attached, the way most perfect things are. I don't know what it is that I love more about playing music with him; the fact that at any given moment I can look over at him and know that everything's alright in life, or how whenever I feel Steven Tyler's thunder running through my blood I can always rely on my faithful guitar player to be on my right side just waiting for me to jam with him. All in all, it was and will always be amazing to have Kenny Blanco on stage with me whyle music is being released from our finger tips and offered up to the god's of rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It's insane how life/perspective can change so easily from such a small source. From a song heartbreak can turn to "I am blessed to have the chance to grow". From a single piece of advice annoyance can turn to "Pour into me". And sometimes, given the right atmosphere, seeing a dear (sometimes unexpected) friend can help you see that life is okay, and maybe after all you will pull through. &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;As I get prepared to step into a meeting I think to myself is there someone who will impact me, someone who will make me realize that I will indeed pull through whatever I'm going through? Will someone change my life in this meeting, or will I walk out with the same, but not always bad, mindset? Or maybe the more appropriate question is will I change someone's life at this meeting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt;But then the floodgates are opened and the questions pour in: Can I? is this possible? what would it feel like? will it be tedious and boring? will I have to go out of my comfort zone? will they repay me for my efforts? what if I fail? will they care that I tried?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3359399095940144116-1465464895441888698?l=mynameiscoia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/feeds/1465464895441888698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3359399095940144116&amp;postID=1465464895441888698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/1465464895441888698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/1465464895441888698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/2008/08/well-life-has-funny-way-of-sneaking-up.html' title='In Praise of The Vulnerable Man'/><author><name>mynameiscoia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518969552168086242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SXDSBH2xeaI/AAAAAAAAANQ/I4-2Mz3HV48/S220/coia5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3359399095940144116.post-5650273131664024497</id><published>2008-08-20T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T06:57:32.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>breathe of fresh air</title><content type='html'>"Say what you need to say"&lt;div&gt;              -John Mayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had the pleasure enjoying a great conversation with an old/young friend last night. She called at 12:30 am and we hung up at 1:33 am. These times are important for the reason that I was scheduled to go running at 5:45 am. To make a long story short, we didn't go running. (I digress). It's funny how the right conversation, or the right song, maybe even the right joke can remind you that everything will be okay. Or how running into the right person after a long tiresome day can make you believe that it was all worth it, even if your not totally ready to go back into the grind of things, you believe and you have faith that you can. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I feel that we sometimes trust God just to trust God, no one questions God anymore, no one is curious about why God is God. I wonder why God puts values in conversations, in relationships, in meals with friends, in late night phone calls with dear friends. Maybe it's because he knew it would be those things that in the end get us through the day. And why is it that God created us to need to get off our chest what was never intended to be on it in the first place. John said it best, "say what you need to say". Sometimes no matter what it is, or how ridiculous it may sound, (even if we run the risk of standing in front of the one's we love looking as pathetic as possible with nothing to offer but your love, ((which isn't enough, and it never will be, it never is)),  dropping the load of bricks from your shoulders is always worth it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;So whether it's an unexpected phone call, or the "I love you" you need to yell, I think we need to find our breathe of fresh air.  One way or the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3359399095940144116-5650273131664024497?l=mynameiscoia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/feeds/5650273131664024497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3359399095940144116&amp;postID=5650273131664024497' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/5650273131664024497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3359399095940144116/posts/default/5650273131664024497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameiscoia.blogspot.com/2008/08/breathe-of-fresh-air.html' title='breathe of fresh air'/><author><name>mynameiscoia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518969552168086242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YsLvADItZA/SXDSBH2xeaI/AAAAAAAAANQ/I4-2Mz3HV48/S220/coia5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
