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		<title>Uploads from Josh Liba, tagged joy</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 19 Apr 2013 13:37:21 -0700</pubDate>
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			<title>Peekaboo!</title>
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			<description>			&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flickr.com/people/jliba/&quot;&gt;Josh Liba&lt;/a&gt; posted a photo:&lt;/p&gt;
	
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flickr.com/photos/jliba/8663075893/&quot; title=&quot;Peekaboo!&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://farm9.staticflickr.com/8263/8663075893_349f0bbb44_m.jpg&quot; width=&quot;240&quot; height=&quot;159&quot; alt=&quot;Peekaboo!&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Something about this picture makes me so very happy.  &lt;br /&gt;
Babies always make &lt;b&gt;me&lt;/b&gt; smile, but getting &lt;b&gt;them&lt;/b&gt; to smile is sometimes another matter.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I wanted some soft window light for her precious little face, but I also wanted an expression, something genuine.  How to get her by the window with a real smile?  ...Maybe if we play peekaboo with the white curtains?  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The first &amp;quot;Boo&amp;quot; evoked a little smirk. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The second &amp;quot;Boo&amp;quot; a full smile.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And the third, miraculous &lt;b&gt;&amp;quot;BOO!&amp;quot;... &lt;/b&gt;This!  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Joy of joys! Triumph!  Huzzah!  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
That's not to say kids don't get bored quickly though.  She didn't stay for a fourth &amp;quot;Boo&amp;quot; and she ran off, leaving me there behind the curtain alone. -_-&lt;/p&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Fri, 19 Apr 2013 13:37:21 -0700</pubDate>
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    <media:description type="html">&lt;p&gt;Something about this picture makes me so very happy.  &lt;br /&gt;
Babies always make &lt;b&gt;me&lt;/b&gt; smile, but getting &lt;b&gt;them&lt;/b&gt; to smile is sometimes another matter.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I wanted some soft window light for her precious little face, but I also wanted an expression, something genuine.  How to get her by the window with a real smile?  ...Maybe if we play peekaboo with the white curtains?  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The first &amp;quot;Boo&amp;quot; evoked a little smirk. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The second &amp;quot;Boo&amp;quot; a full smile.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And the third, miraculous &lt;b&gt;&amp;quot;BOO!&amp;quot;... &lt;/b&gt;This!  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Joy of joys! Triumph!  Huzzah!  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
That's not to say kids don't get bored quickly though.  She didn't stay for a fourth &amp;quot;Boo&amp;quot; and she ran off, leaving me there behind the curtain alone. -_-&lt;/p&gt;</media:description>
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			<title>111.365 - Yuki ♥s Spring</title>
			<link>http://www.flickr.com/photos/jliba/4546757892/</link>
			<description>			&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flickr.com/people/jliba/&quot;&gt;Josh Liba&lt;/a&gt; posted a photo:&lt;/p&gt;
	
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flickr.com/photos/jliba/4546757892/&quot; title=&quot;111.365 - Yuki ♥s Spring&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4070/4546757892_4412aaf92b_m.jpg&quot; width=&quot;240&quot; height=&quot;159&quot; alt=&quot;111.365 - Yuki ♥s Spring&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://bighugelabs.com/onblack.php?id=4546757892&amp;amp;size=large&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;View Big On Black!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Yuki loves the sunset spring colors.  They complement her wooden red kimono so well!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;...Wow, I need a girlfriend. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Hahaha.  Please no more recommendations!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
That's all til Monday!  Have a great weekend everyone!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Nikon D90 + Tokina 50-135mm f/2.8&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Fri, 23 Apr 2010 14:22:49 -0700</pubDate>
			                        <dc:date.Taken>2010-04-22T18:37:43-08:00</dc:date.Taken>
            			<author flickr:profile="http://www.flickr.com/people/jliba/">nobody@flickr.com (Josh Liba)</author>
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    <media:description type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://bighugelabs.com/onblack.php?id=4546757892&amp;amp;size=large&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;View Big On Black!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Yuki loves the sunset spring colors.  They complement her wooden red kimono so well!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;...Wow, I need a girlfriend. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Hahaha.  Please no more recommendations!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
That's all til Monday!  Have a great weekend everyone!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Nikon D90 + Tokina 50-135mm f/2.8&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</media:description>
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			<title>Happy Monday - Tag!</title>
			<link>http://www.flickr.com/photos/jliba/3921084795/</link>
			<description>			&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flickr.com/people/jliba/&quot;&gt;Josh Liba&lt;/a&gt; posted a photo:&lt;/p&gt;
	
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flickr.com/photos/jliba/3921084795/&quot; title=&quot;Happy Monday - Tag!&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://farm3.staticflickr.com/2668/3921084795_a3c5d2d967_m.jpg&quot; width=&quot;159&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; alt=&quot;Happy Monday - Tag!&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;...and we're back!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I've been tagged by &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flickr.com/photos/skinnylou/&quot;&gt;My Pantomime!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;10 things you may not know about me:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;1. I am, &lt;/b&gt;and always hope to be, one of Jehovah's Witnesses.  I proudly stand with one of the most criticized, banned, hated, and largely misunderstood people in the history of the world.  I have great faith and confidence that it is the truth.  And whether anyone else feels I am wrong or right, there is no denying I would be a worse person without it.  [/religion]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;2.  Following the old adage,&lt;/b&gt; &amp;quot;Jack of all trades. Master of none,&amp;quot; I find that I posses many basic skills.  But I wish there was just one thing I was the best at. &lt;br /&gt;
Like... concentrating.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;3. Half my room is cheap IKEA furniture,&lt;/b&gt; or ugly couches with manly black velvet covers.  The other half is thousands of  dollars in glossy black electronics.  Gotta be balanced, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;4. Until my teens, &lt;/b&gt;I was absolutely terrified about going on any roller coaster that went upside down.  Now I won't ride on anything unless it has a barrel roll.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;5.&lt;/b&gt; I wish, somehow, Splash Mountain ended with a barrel roll.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;6. I have this recurring dream &lt;/b&gt;where I fly like Superman, but when it comes to show people, I can barely float a few feet.  I try really hard, and it feels like I'm tightening my abs and holding my breath, fighting for each inch that I climb off the ground.  And for some reason, they're not impressed at all that I can levitate a slight bit.  Like &amp;quot;Psh, everyone can do &lt;i&gt;that.&amp;quot;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;7. I'm a hopeless romantic,&lt;/b&gt; and I'm not going to Paris ever again unless I'm with someone!  Torture!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;8. One time, and only&lt;/b&gt; one time in 6th grade, I was dared to eat fried crickets and mealworms.  Oddly, it tasted alright.  The thought of eating insects was more repulsive than the taste.  I will not lie and say arbitrarily that it tasted like chicken.  It didn't.  It tasted like chewy bread.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;9. I was always&lt;/b&gt; a good kid in school. But in Kindergarten, I wreaked havoc and chaos by switching all the names on the class cubby holes.  The teacher only found out it was me because I switched everybody's name but my own.  Brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;10. As a technician,&lt;/b&gt; I administrate a large group of computers.  It has more than once crossed my mind to intentionally crash a cute girl's computer remotely and then come save the damsel in distress.  Clever? Yes.  Would I ever do it? ...I'd like to believe I'm better than that.  But by the same principle, cute girls with back problems should NOT visit young male chiropractors. -_-&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Thanks for reading!  &lt;br /&gt;
Hope you're not totally sick of me now!  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I know I am!&lt;/p&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Mon, 14 Sep 2009 19:23:01 -0700</pubDate>
			                        <dc:date.Taken>2009-09-11T23:15:26-08:00</dc:date.Taken>
            			<author flickr:profile="http://www.flickr.com/people/jliba/">nobody@flickr.com (Josh Liba)</author>
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    <media:title>Happy Monday - Tag!</media:title>
    <media:description type="html">&lt;p&gt;...and we're back!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I've been tagged by &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flickr.com/photos/skinnylou/&quot;&gt;My Pantomime!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;10 things you may not know about me:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;1. I am, &lt;/b&gt;and always hope to be, one of Jehovah's Witnesses.  I proudly stand with one of the most criticized, banned, hated, and largely misunderstood people in the history of the world.  I have great faith and confidence that it is the truth.  And whether anyone else feels I am wrong or right, there is no denying I would be a worse person without it.  [/religion]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;2.  Following the old adage,&lt;/b&gt; &amp;quot;Jack of all trades. Master of none,&amp;quot; I find that I posses many basic skills.  But I wish there was just one thing I was the best at. &lt;br /&gt;
Like... concentrating.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;3. Half my room is cheap IKEA furniture,&lt;/b&gt; or ugly couches with manly black velvet covers.  The other half is thousands of  dollars in glossy black electronics.  Gotta be balanced, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;4. Until my teens, &lt;/b&gt;I was absolutely terrified about going on any roller coaster that went upside down.  Now I won't ride on anything unless it has a barrel roll.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;5.&lt;/b&gt; I wish, somehow, Splash Mountain ended with a barrel roll.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;6. I have this recurring dream &lt;/b&gt;where I fly like Superman, but when it comes to show people, I can barely float a few feet.  I try really hard, and it feels like I'm tightening my abs and holding my breath, fighting for each inch that I climb off the ground.  And for some reason, they're not impressed at all that I can levitate a slight bit.  Like &amp;quot;Psh, everyone can do &lt;i&gt;that.&amp;quot;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;7. I'm a hopeless romantic,&lt;/b&gt; and I'm not going to Paris ever again unless I'm with someone!  Torture!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;8. One time, and only&lt;/b&gt; one time in 6th grade, I was dared to eat fried crickets and mealworms.  Oddly, it tasted alright.  The thought of eating insects was more repulsive than the taste.  I will not lie and say arbitrarily that it tasted like chicken.  It didn't.  It tasted like chewy bread.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;9. I was always&lt;/b&gt; a good kid in school. But in Kindergarten, I wreaked havoc and chaos by switching all the names on the class cubby holes.  The teacher only found out it was me because I switched everybody's name but my own.  Brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;10. As a technician,&lt;/b&gt; I administrate a large group of computers.  It has more than once crossed my mind to intentionally crash a cute girl's computer remotely and then come save the damsel in distress.  Clever? Yes.  Would I ever do it? ...I'd like to believe I'm better than that.  But by the same principle, cute girls with back problems should NOT visit young male chiropractors. -_-&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Thanks for reading!  &lt;br /&gt;
Hope you're not totally sick of me now!  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I know I am!&lt;/p&gt;</media:description>
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