<?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-20699890</id><updated>2012-01-19T11:59:12.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Know Me</title><subtitle type='html'>Simply a Bradley blog</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>254</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-2525107598226486506</id><published>2009-11-13T01:16:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T01:19:06.705-08:00</updated><title type='text'>VW GTI</title><content type='html'>This is the &lt;a href="http://gearpatrol.com/blog/2009/11/12/behind-the-wheel-2010-volkswagen-gti-mkvi/"&gt;link to my article&lt;/a&gt; on Gear Patrol.com and this is the video review I did recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7hqfxLTRfCk&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&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/7hqfxLTRfCk&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" 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/20699890-2525107598226486506?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/2525107598226486506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=2525107598226486506' title='32 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/2525107598226486506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/2525107598226486506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2009/11/vw-gti.html' title='VW GTI'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>32</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-7617864979117942551</id><published>2009-11-10T17:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T17:11:25.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doritos spec</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="546" height="398"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="?id=3000"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://images.crashthesuperbowl.com/11/build-2010_2_1817/swf/embed/embedplayer.swf?id=3000" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="546" height="398"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-7617864979117942551?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/7617864979117942551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=7617864979117942551' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/7617864979117942551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/7617864979117942551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2009/11/doritos-spec.html' title='Doritos spec'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-6475943752760396878</id><published>2009-09-28T00:19:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T00:21:31.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Palm Springs with friends</title><content type='html'>So this is a video I put together of a recent trip to Palm Springs for Birthdaypalooza (the annual celebration of two friend's bdays). Last year we were at 6-flags. This year we had to step it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider it stepped!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qCUgvARPOqA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;border=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/qCUgvARPOqA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"&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/20699890-6475943752760396878?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/6475943752760396878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=6475943752760396878' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/6475943752760396878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/6475943752760396878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2009/09/palm-springs-with-friends.html' title='Palm Springs with friends'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-9083081457611445271</id><published>2009-08-11T14:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T14:24:12.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SoHhUsDGgJI/AAAAAAAAAb4/ONTU9rbmgSA/s1600-h/EW+Bradley+Hasemeyer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SoHhUsDGgJI/AAAAAAAAAb4/ONTU9rbmgSA/s320/EW+Bradley+Hasemeyer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368819976340144274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a cover I had a friend create for me. I am using it with my mailouts to agents and managers. Just to give them a taste of what is to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty cool, eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-9083081457611445271?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/9083081457611445271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=9083081457611445271' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/9083081457611445271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/9083081457611445271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-is-cover-i-had-friend-create-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SoHhUsDGgJI/AAAAAAAAAb4/ONTU9rbmgSA/s72-c/EW+Bradley+Hasemeyer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-6200183683910948510</id><published>2009-07-25T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T23:48:04.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>b-day rap</title><content type='html'>So I made a rap video with friends. It's a current Lil Wayne  song called "Got Money" and these are my friends singing on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the intro piece for Michael Eller so his gf could give him tickets to see Lil Wayne in concert. AWESOME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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=5762700&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=5762700&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;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/5762700"&gt;28th Birthday Music Video - By Bradley Hasemeyer&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user1128429"&gt;Michael Eller&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comment if you want&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-6200183683910948510?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/6200183683910948510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=6200183683910948510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/6200183683910948510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/6200183683910948510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2009/07/b-day-rap.html' title='b-day rap'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-4225616156656161088</id><published>2009-07-13T23:07:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T23:11:47.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new projecct</title><content type='html'>Hey guys. This is a short pilot project for the internet that I shot with some guys. It's pretty funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just another project...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WT68gfOiCLk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/WT68gfOiCLk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&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/20699890-4225616156656161088?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/4225616156656161088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=4225616156656161088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/4225616156656161088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/4225616156656161088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-projecct.html' title='new projecct'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-2982592868079901166</id><published>2009-05-29T22:58:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T23:00:30.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the most important car for the next 100 years...really</title><content type='html'>This is a video from the guys at Top Gear (LOVE them--great show about cars) and they have found the new(est) car from Honda the car of the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's genius. I'm excited about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a hydrogen car: Looks like a regular car; Drives like a regular car; Doesn't use a lick of gas; It's emissions are simply water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.topgear.com/us/players/topgear-embedded-v3.swf" AllowScriptAccess="always" bgcolor="#000000" flashVars="playerID=6556765001&amp;&amp;@videoPlayer=ref:16642778001&amp;&amp;domain=embed&amp;autoStart=false" name="flashObj" width="440" height="349" seamlesstabbing="false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullScreen="true" swLiveConnect="true" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-2982592868079901166?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/2982592868079901166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=2982592868079901166' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/2982592868079901166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/2982592868079901166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2009/05/most-important-car-for-next-100.html' title='the most important car for the next 100 years...really'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-8970226114717631036</id><published>2009-04-28T11:33:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T11:33:47.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>big bear with friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="220"&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=4345257&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=4345257&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="220"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/4345257"&gt;Big Bear '09 Video Highlights&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user1128429"&gt;Michael Eller&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/20699890-8970226114717631036?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/8970226114717631036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=8970226114717631036' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/8970226114717631036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/8970226114717631036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2009/04/big-bear-with-friends.html' title='big bear with friends'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-6490977642200948094</id><published>2009-04-22T15:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T15:33:14.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...irony...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/Se-bJFZL9eI/AAAAAAAAAbw/b9y4KKhzk5Y/s1600-h/1240352711179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/Se-bJFZL9eI/AAAAAAAAAbw/b9y4KKhzk5Y/s320/1240352711179.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327647464571532770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-6490977642200948094?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/6490977642200948094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=6490977642200948094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/6490977642200948094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/6490977642200948094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2009/04/irony.html' title='...irony...'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/Se-bJFZL9eI/AAAAAAAAAbw/b9y4KKhzk5Y/s72-c/1240352711179.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-6239082245642253972</id><published>2009-04-22T15:29:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T15:30:07.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...desperate times...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/Se-aa8NTX1I/AAAAAAAAAbo/gtqY71lAK2o/s1600-h/1239576150969.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/Se-aa8NTX1I/AAAAAAAAAbo/gtqY71lAK2o/s320/1239576150969.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327646671831785298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-6239082245642253972?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/6239082245642253972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=6239082245642253972' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/6239082245642253972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/6239082245642253972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2009/04/desperate-times.html' title='...desperate times...'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/Se-aa8NTX1I/AAAAAAAAAbo/gtqY71lAK2o/s72-c/1239576150969.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-5625385678436733529</id><published>2009-04-15T14:31:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T14:34:24.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...gross...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SeZSqZtHvhI/AAAAAAAAAbg/pOCa58I1vAY/s1600-h/i2dw5nf19jsoc1jbzWJjalXuo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SeZSqZtHvhI/AAAAAAAAAbg/pOCa58I1vAY/s320/i2dw5nf19jsoc1jbzWJjalXuo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325034497820311058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the most amazing website. It's called &lt;a href="http://www.thisiswhyyourefat.com"&gt;THIS IS WHY YOU'RE FAT&lt;/a&gt; and it's got some food you've never even dreamed of (even in the South).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-5625385678436733529?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/5625385678436733529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=5625385678436733529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/5625385678436733529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/5625385678436733529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2009/04/gross.html' title='...gross...'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SeZSqZtHvhI/AAAAAAAAAbg/pOCa58I1vAY/s72-c/i2dw5nf19jsoc1jbzWJjalXuo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-4551098716916300969</id><published>2009-04-09T19:02:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T23:21:59.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...the cube...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/Sd7lfnVI9AI/AAAAAAAAAbY/5EMOkW-0SOg/s1600-h/Cube%2823%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/Sd7lfnVI9AI/AAAAAAAAAbY/5EMOkW-0SOg/s320/Cube%2823%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322944140894860290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I was in Miami to test drive the new Nissan Cube. Not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://gearpatrol.com/blog/2009/04/09/squaring-up-with-the-new-nissan-cube-with-video/"&gt;This is my review from Gear Patrol&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-4551098716916300969?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/4551098716916300969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=4551098716916300969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/4551098716916300969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/4551098716916300969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2009/04/cube.html' title='...the cube...'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/Sd7lfnVI9AI/AAAAAAAAAbY/5EMOkW-0SOg/s72-c/Cube%2823%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-8445611377200822488</id><published>2009-03-30T18:04:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T18:07:36.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tmobile spots</title><content type='html'>Hey guys. These are the two Tmobile spots I did recently. Lots of fun. I wish there was a way to show you all the footage because we shot for 14 hours and they end up with two-30 second spots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OaJmZSWiISs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=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/OaJmZSWiISs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NUAV3oPng0Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=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/NUAV3oPng0Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"&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/20699890-8445611377200822488?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/8445611377200822488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=8445611377200822488' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/8445611377200822488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/8445611377200822488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2009/03/tmobile-spots.html' title='tmobile spots'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-2427028682059703978</id><published>2009-03-10T09:01:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T09:04:32.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...you spin me right round' baby...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SbaPg080JiI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/8lvKFniUgCQ/s1600-h/logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 58px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SbaPg080JiI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/8lvKFniUgCQ/s320/logo.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311590604662384162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I write for a website called &lt;a href="http://www.gearpatrol.com/"&gt;GearPatrol.com&lt;/a&gt; which is an excellent source for material for guys and about guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I had the chance to 'test drive' some DJ equipment and wrote a review on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;a href="http://gearpatrol.com/blog/2009/03/09/numark-idj2-hands-on-review/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-2427028682059703978?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/2427028682059703978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=2427028682059703978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/2427028682059703978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/2427028682059703978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-spin-me-right-round-baby.html' title='...you spin me right round&apos; baby...'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SbaPg080JiI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/8lvKFniUgCQ/s72-c/logo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-2414229836863382128</id><published>2009-03-04T13:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T13:51:22.695-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...biggest lemon...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/Sa730aeFEMI/AAAAAAAAAbI/gnXg5-yDcIk/s1600-h/1234739088348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/Sa730aeFEMI/AAAAAAAAAbI/gnXg5-yDcIk/s320/1234739088348.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309453490547134658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the biggest lemon I have ever seen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-2414229836863382128?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/2414229836863382128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=2414229836863382128' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/2414229836863382128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/2414229836863382128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2009/03/biggest-lemon.html' title='...biggest lemon...'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/Sa730aeFEMI/AAAAAAAAAbI/gnXg5-yDcIk/s72-c/1234739088348.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-4220556343387657419</id><published>2009-03-04T13:34:00.006-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T13:49:36.435-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oscar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/Sa73P5tUraI/AAAAAAAAAbA/9JE8ubs84-g/s1600-h/1235353779735.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/Sa73P5tUraI/AAAAAAAAAbA/9JE8ubs84-g/s320/1235353779735.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309452863277411746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/Sa73JaSTs_I/AAAAAAAAAa4/zS_rCSLXxks/s1600-h/1235348705951.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/Sa73JaSTs_I/AAAAAAAAAa4/zS_rCSLXxks/s320/1235348705951.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309452751763387378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/Sa72o_mCaCI/AAAAAAAAAao/10dGvwGAAy4/s1600-h/1235335617514.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/Sa72o_mCaCI/AAAAAAAAAao/10dGvwGAAy4/s320/1235335617514.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309452194842568738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/Sa72Qnx3JFI/AAAAAAAAAaY/uWL_sl9_I-g/s1600-h/1235334838801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/Sa72Qnx3JFI/AAAAAAAAAaY/uWL_sl9_I-g/s320/1235334838801.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309451776132850770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a friend who works for the Academy and was in charge of part of the Oscars this year so she asked me if I wanted a job working the bleachers. I said yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In September of 08 hundreds of people submitted online for a chance to be randomly selected for attendance to the Oscars in the bleachers. Only 700 were chosen. Some flew in from England. Some lived in LA. Some had never been--then there were the "bleacher creatures" who had been there like 30 years in a row or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived at 6:15 a.m. to get a walkie talkie, talk about logistics and grab a few doughnuts. People started arriving around 8 and my job was to usher them in. Later we provided lunch and a goodie bag with a t-shirt, sunscreen, and some bits of information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty cool. I must say it was neat to see the curtains pulled back on the whole ordeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that struck me as interesting was that they have strobes along the walkway out of the shot of the camera so when you see the stars walking it looks like there are tons of photographers snapping shots all the time. Not true. There is one section that has all the press photographers but that is a very small area right as they walk out onto the carpet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before they get to the carpet and after they get out of their car is a tent where they get 'last looks' where they are re-styled, applied and readied. Then they step out to see the camera crew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found that whole thing to be very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admittedly, there were a few celebrities it was neat to see: Anne Hathaway (whom I'll be marrying in a few years), Brad and Angelina, Beyonce' and Kate Winslet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are few shots from the night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-4220556343387657419?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/4220556343387657419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=4220556343387657419' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/4220556343387657419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/4220556343387657419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2009/03/oscar.html' title='Oscar'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/Sa73P5tUraI/AAAAAAAAAbA/9JE8ubs84-g/s72-c/1235353779735.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-3088369242864286576</id><published>2009-03-04T13:27:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T13:34:22.699-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...my 5 favs...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/Sa7zzpxGtXI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/AK7xVAs7_HU/s1600-h/P2260020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/Sa7zzpxGtXI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/AK7xVAs7_HU/s320/P2260020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309449079427085682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T-mobile is doing a campaign where one can win some money by submitting a video of them doing some basketball moves or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for the commercial (internet only) they got 6 guys who looked like Napolean Dynamite assembled a team and none of us could actually play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a blast. We shot for about 14 hours and pretty much had fun missing every shot we took, dribbling like we were amazing but really not doing anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one point I was just in the middle of the pack as there was a guy giving all the lines but then the director asked me to try the lines and liked my attitude (I channeled Malibu's Most Wanted) and I was the front man for many of the little spots we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's supposed to cut to a 30 second, 15 and a 5 second blip for their website. So I'll post it once I get any material from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audition for 2 years without booking anything and then 2 commercials in 2 weeks. BAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise be to God!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-3088369242864286576?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/3088369242864286576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=3088369242864286576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/3088369242864286576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/3088369242864286576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-5-favs.html' title='...my 5 favs...'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/Sa7zzpxGtXI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/AK7xVAs7_HU/s72-c/P2260020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-8644702807714095136</id><published>2009-03-04T13:11:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T13:27:15.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...my first commercial...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/Sa7xzKYPv6I/AAAAAAAAAaA/gCTB97dL39Y/s1600-h/1235054746738.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/Sa7xzKYPv6I/AAAAAAAAAaA/gCTB97dL39Y/s320/1235054746738.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309446871978065826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it happened. Like a flash of lightning wound around another rod of lightning. I booked my first commercial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you were notified via facebook status so this is not all news to you but I wanted to just put it out there for those of you who missed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a cable commercial which means it runs on cable and not on NBC, CBS, etc. this pays less but it still pays. It's a union gig so I am now what they call a 'must join' which reminds me that I need to call SAG (screen actor's guild) today. Anyway, so now I have the prestigious honor to pay $2,300 to be in SAG then yearly dues of like $150 or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO the commercial was super easy. I auditioned, then had a call-back (2nd audition) then they put me on avail (make sure I'm available that day) and then my agent called and said, "you booked it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was supposed to shoot Thursday so I had wardrobe on Wednesday. They pretty much see what clothes I'd bring, then match it up with stuff they have. Then take pictures of it. Show the client (Molson) who was there at the time. They sign off on it after talking with their advertising people and then I get the thumbs up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I get a call wed night saying that my 'call time' (time to be ready to go) is at 6.30 a.m. So I leave early and get to set by about 5:30 so I could grab breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate, hung out in my little cabin that was one of four in this trailer. Then I got bored after a few hours and went down to set to watch what was going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/Sa7yFYAIhcI/AAAAAAAAAaI/rnd4UJMQZeQ/s1600-h/1235055022785.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/Sa7yFYAIhcI/AAAAAAAAAaI/rnd4UJMQZeQ/s320/1235055022785.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309447184872670658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were shooting outside of an old grocery store in South Pasadena. When it was my time, all I had to do was walk around a car and they threw a bundled up t-shirt at me (when they cut it together it will look like Mr. Geoff Molson shot it out of a t-shirt cannon) and it hit my car and I looked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it. I mean we did 3 takes of that and 3 of a close-up and that was my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed till lunch at their request (and wanted to get a free lunch) and then was done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACTUALLY, I called my agent on the way home and she set up an audition for T-Mobile for that day which I ended up booking also!!! (the above post).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So good day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-8644702807714095136?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/8644702807714095136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=8644702807714095136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/8644702807714095136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/8644702807714095136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-first-commercial.html' title='...my first commercial...'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/Sa7xzKYPv6I/AAAAAAAAAaA/gCTB97dL39Y/s72-c/1235054746738.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-5984784711161793286</id><published>2009-01-19T01:11:00.006-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T01:23:47.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...a horse with no name...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SXREfPs3WvI/AAAAAAAAAZo/5_BKxDacV2A/s1600-h/front+of+new+car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SXREfPs3WvI/AAAAAAAAAZo/5_BKxDacV2A/s320/front+of+new+car.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292930765648517874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SXRGStSXEpI/AAAAAAAAAZw/i6T91oE4Sn8/s1600-h/inside+new+car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SXRGStSXEpI/AAAAAAAAAZw/i6T91oE4Sn8/s320/inside+new+car.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292932749275370130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SXREO4P28vI/AAAAAAAAAZg/7gdPcugULBY/s1600-h/back+of+new+car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SXREO4P28vI/AAAAAAAAAZg/7gdPcugULBY/s320/back+of+new+car.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292930484474934002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as many of you know, my Audi is dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now have a new car and these are some of the pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's growing on me and I hope it will be cheap to repair. I wanted something I could almost pay cash for and this was it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's an 01 Ford Focus ZX3 with 130 horsepower and 135 ft-lb of torque all controlled by the 5 speed manual transmission. It's zippy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: This will be my 3rd car in less than 3 years! Wow. You think your insurance is bad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-5984784711161793286?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/5984784711161793286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=5984784711161793286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/5984784711161793286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/5984784711161793286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2009/01/horse-with-no-name.html' title='...a horse with no name...'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SXREfPs3WvI/AAAAAAAAAZo/5_BKxDacV2A/s72-c/front+of+new+car.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-6037494801743647143</id><published>2009-01-19T01:08:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T01:11:16.541-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...rock band 2...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SXRDT5BesiI/AAAAAAAAAZY/Cu5m0kRMiuc/s1600-h/n726877455_1946099_1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SXRDT5BesiI/AAAAAAAAAZY/Cu5m0kRMiuc/s320/n726877455_1946099_1024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292929471070777890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A good night of rocking and rolling, plus great finger foods made this night a good time for all. Rock Band is more than a game...it's an experience: one you don't want to miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out this video for more of the night's festivities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep on rockin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="225" width="400"&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=2875218&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=2875218&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" height="225" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Rock Band Party&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user1128429"&gt;Michael Eller&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/20699890-6037494801743647143?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/6037494801743647143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=6037494801743647143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/6037494801743647143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/6037494801743647143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2009/01/rock-band-2.html' title='...rock band 2...'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SXRDT5BesiI/AAAAAAAAAZY/Cu5m0kRMiuc/s72-c/n726877455_1946099_1024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-8581817127776301445</id><published>2009-01-08T23:17:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T23:23:37.108-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...adios Angelina...</title><content type='html'>Angelina was the name of my car--my great Audi A-4 that I really enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, friends. She is dead. I was rear-ended two days before going back to TN for Christmas and then found out she had officially been totaled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first really looked at the car when I took it to the body shop and they walked me through what needed to be fixed it was the trunk needed to be replaced, the frame would be pulled out and a new bumper and some paint. WELL it turns out it cracked my wheel well, broke some pump in the back of the car, broke my muffler line and bent two areas of the frame and not just one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think I have found another car but don't know if it's all going through. I'm trying to just pay cash or a little more so I have no car payment and can help my debt situation that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, these are a few pics of Angelina that I snapped with my phone b/f I signed her off to her death. They took off the bumper and the lighting assemblies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SWb6zGBmYAI/AAAAAAAAAZM/KTtISJP1WVE/s1600-h/Photo_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SWb6zGBmYAI/AAAAAAAAAZM/KTtISJP1WVE/s320/Photo_01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289190568090820610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SWb6rCgEGsI/AAAAAAAAAZE/KATpMVCQurs/s1600-h/Photo_01%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SWb6rCgEGsI/AAAAAAAAAZE/KATpMVCQurs/s320/Photo_01%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289190429705902786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-8581817127776301445?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/8581817127776301445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=8581817127776301445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/8581817127776301445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/8581817127776301445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2009/01/adios-angelina.html' title='...adios Angelina...'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SWb6zGBmYAI/AAAAAAAAAZM/KTtISJP1WVE/s72-c/Photo_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-7464284652043041277</id><published>2009-01-08T22:55:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T23:12:27.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...life in Hollywood...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SWb4vvEkmfI/AAAAAAAAAY8/A5MGM2eJTjA/s1600-h/Homeless-in-brand-new-Dr_-Martens-boots_MG_5907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SWb4vvEkmfI/AAAAAAAAAY8/A5MGM2eJTjA/s320/Homeless-in-brand-new-Dr_-Martens-boots_MG_5907.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289188311366408690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So people always ask me what life is like in Hollywood? "What's it like living in Hollywood?" "Is it awesome?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes...in a car wreck sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For whatever reason, a spiritual gift or maybe my baby face, people talk to me alot. I know, I know. But I mean people you wouldn't normally engage in conversation and say things to me that are often strange but almost always related to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One lady told me while I was working at the restaurant, "You have God in your heart and that will guide you and give you a solid foundation."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few months ago I was driving late at night leaving work and I pulled up to a crosswalk where a man (presumably homeless) was waiting to cross. I stopped to let him go and as he walked across the walk he turned to me and said, "Hey." and I replied, "Hey." (in the same tone) Then he said, "Hey. God loves you. He's great and he loves you." I said, "I know." But that was kinda weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking to the bank this summer and a lady stopped me (again looking kinda homeless) and asked, "Why is the world like this?" I was surprised but couldn't really shake her question. "Um. Well...it's kinda messed up." Then we spent about a half hour talking about God and Jesus and why Jesus had to die, sin in the world, Satan, and of course traffic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I was at Jack in The Box (already a shady place for a late-night snack) with my Bible study after we had a great night hanging out at Border's talking about life and catching up and this guy came up to our table and asked if we know anything about Jesus? "Um. Yes." I replied. "Can I spit something at you (read: tell you something) about God and if it makes sense you buy my dinner?" I said, "Yeah. But if it doesn't make sense than you don't get anything." He then launched into this preacher like (in volume and cadence) summation of Jesus from birth to death, why he died, the second coming, how God loves us alot, that Jesus was obedient to death, and much more. Most of it was good theology. Some of it was actual scripture. Some of it was crazy. Either way he sat facing the wall, not looking at us, and talked for about 15 minutes. We got his dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These things happen to me. I don't know why but they do and it's very interesting and sometimes comical to see how God works in these or at the very least &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;uses&lt;/span&gt; them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought I'd put that out there for people asking about how Hollywood is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(NOTE: also tonight--as an example of just life in h-wood--our group met at Border's where in the matter of 20 minutes we had seen a transvestite, a man covered in tatoos with a fruit smoothie in hand, a small man say quite loudly how much he loved Shia LeBouf (like really loved him)  and another man yell at the check out guy (from about 30 yards away) "I was IN line not ON line." I don't know what that really even means but alas, it's never dull here.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-7464284652043041277?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/7464284652043041277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=7464284652043041277' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/7464284652043041277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/7464284652043041277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2009/01/life-in-hollywood.html' title='...life in Hollywood...'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SWb4vvEkmfI/AAAAAAAAAY8/A5MGM2eJTjA/s72-c/Homeless-in-brand-new-Dr_-Martens-boots_MG_5907.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-9141778986544077592</id><published>2009-01-08T22:42:00.008-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T22:54:58.108-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...Mr. Belding...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SWby63CwDoI/AAAAAAAAAYM/OOcnoZj7KLI/s1600-h/n798013458_1040780_9217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SWby63CwDoI/AAAAAAAAAYM/OOcnoZj7KLI/s320/n798013458_1040780_9217.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289181905415048834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You might remember that I hosted a Shorts Film Festival a few months ago (remember pictures of me and a very beautiful girl in our formal attire?). Well the producer of that asked me to audition for his thesis project (final movie they shoot at the Art Institute of California) and I got a role as one of the leads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was about two Karaoke singing teams who battled against another for local domination and bragging rights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was West Side Story meets Bend It Like Beckham...not really but could you imagine a horrible film like that? Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Pirate's Booty was our 'team' name. I had a great time on the shoot that was a total for four days and about 38 hours. The final project will be about 20 minutes. IN aditition to having an all-star cast of funny and fun people, a certain MR. BELDING (Dennis Haskins) was involved with the project because he (evidently) is a huge fan of karaoke singing and met the writer and producer at a kareoke bar one night. Hmm. Either way, he came to set one day to shoot a few lines. That's him with the crew around him at the top of the page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once that is finally put together, I will have it available for your viewing enjoyment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, check out these stills:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SWb0TqIoQ_I/AAAAAAAAAY0/dE0Ncr92CFY/s1600-h/n798013458_1040757_1702.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SWb0TqIoQ_I/AAAAAAAAAY0/dE0Ncr92CFY/s320/n798013458_1040757_1702.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289183430958400498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SWb0Mtc-OKI/AAAAAAAAAYs/I-CMTh2Gnuo/s1600-h/n798013458_1040022_3630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SWb0Mtc-OKI/AAAAAAAAAYs/I-CMTh2Gnuo/s320/n798013458_1040022_3630.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289183311589947554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SWb0GjDfxkI/AAAAAAAAAYk/stTam7771R8/s1600-h/n798013458_1039888_8698.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SWb0GjDfxkI/AAAAAAAAAYk/stTam7771R8/s320/n798013458_1039888_8698.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289183205719524930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SWb0A9bI-nI/AAAAAAAAAYc/wclyLvO61vU/s1600-h/n798013458_1039872_3974.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SWb0A9bI-nI/AAAAAAAAAYc/wclyLvO61vU/s320/n798013458_1039872_3974.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289183109718801010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SWbz6vTkC6I/AAAAAAAAAYU/vsTD5TuL1F0/s1600-h/n798013458_1039862_1184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SWbz6vTkC6I/AAAAAAAAAYU/vsTD5TuL1F0/s320/n798013458_1039862_1184.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289183002849708962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-9141778986544077592?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/9141778986544077592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=9141778986544077592' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/9141778986544077592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/9141778986544077592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2009/01/mr-belding.html' title='...Mr. Belding...'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SWby63CwDoI/AAAAAAAAAYM/OOcnoZj7KLI/s72-c/n798013458_1040780_9217.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-7414492683905430816</id><published>2008-12-19T00:05:00.007-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T00:25:16.495-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...stand up and sit down...</title><content type='html'>On December 4th I had the chance to fly back to Knoxville to perform my stand-up for a business dinner. It was a 40-minute set (quite long) and was lots of fun. I was really nervous beforehand and scratched my original set 2 days before and started over. That's how I usually work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I broke the videos down into 4 videos (though they will say "1 of 3", "1b of 3", "2 of 3" and "3 of 3") so you can watch them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 65% of the material was new, 20% old and whatever is left in that was just stuff that happened in the moments of magic that night. That's often where I find my best stuff--another reason to tape it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, you will enjoy this show and maybe in the not-too-distant future, I'll be at the TN theater instead of Rothchild's catering and you can come watch me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and there are updates on my &lt;a href="http://www.bradleyhasemeyer.com"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.bradleyhasemeyer.com"&gt;www.bradleyhasemeyer.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love and Merry Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GryRR306qVQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GryRR306qVQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L0SRDr05-kA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L0SRDr05-kA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yeaEo6D-Eu0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yeaEo6D-Eu0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FfJJYWm6xBE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FfJJYWm6xBE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&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/20699890-7414492683905430816?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/7414492683905430816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=7414492683905430816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/7414492683905430816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/7414492683905430816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2008/12/stand-up-and-sit-down.html' title='...stand up and sit down...'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-4261458347259944939</id><published>2008-11-27T08:45:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T12:51:29.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...cell phones...</title><content type='html'>This is new standup from a charity event I did. A friend of mine was raising money to sponsor her AIDS walk and asked if I'd be a part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a pretty funny night with all kids of different comics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3890a1c063d6ae6f" 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://v9.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3890a1c063d6ae6f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330261484%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7D62140B3BE947BB6C75D67FBD7E5F3B6A972EF7.1A0FBDB359B19C78BBBCCBE09917044ECC10CB1%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3890a1c063d6ae6f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DixlHTmS7nkRFAfwe7PMSCGYE97E&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://v9.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3890a1c063d6ae6f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330261484%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7D62140B3BE947BB6C75D67FBD7E5F3B6A972EF7.1A0FBDB359B19C78BBBCCBE09917044ECC10CB1%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3890a1c063d6ae6f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DixlHTmS7nkRFAfwe7PMSCGYE97E&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-4261458347259944939?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3890a1c063d6ae6f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/4261458347259944939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=4261458347259944939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/4261458347259944939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/4261458347259944939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2008/11/cell-phones.html' title='...cell phones...'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-1034146487190286401</id><published>2008-11-26T16:18:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T08:45:54.227-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...guns and girls...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SS3oinc4mWI/AAAAAAAAAX8/BrrVtDobYTQ/s1600-h/MV5BMTI1NzUyNTY4Ml5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTYwNDEyNzU1._V1._SX279_SY400_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SS3oinc4mWI/AAAAAAAAAX8/BrrVtDobYTQ/s320/MV5BMTI1NzUyNTY4Ml5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTYwNDEyNzU1._V1._SX279_SY400_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273126420124047714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today at work I served Judy Greer (13 Going on 30, 27 Dresses, etc.) whose parents came into town from Ohio. She was super nice and I was very happy to get to serve this lady who I think is very very funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SS3oP1gmzRI/AAAAAAAAAX0/cHPbhmD0mL0/s1600-h/guns+m-16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SS3oP1gmzRI/AAAAAAAAAX0/cHPbhmD0mL0/s320/guns+m-16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273126097480240402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After I left work today I was driving home and instead of being able to turn left at an intersection that I normally do in a quiet neighboorhood, I was met with two undercover looking cops who had blocked the streets with unmarked cars and one had an M-16 standing guard. All this while I see a helicopter just circling the block and then a few patrol cars go right past me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SS3oorZjB_I/AAAAAAAAAYE/5Vb6gzEA2yc/s1600-h/Photo_11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SS3oorZjB_I/AAAAAAAAAYE/5Vb6gzEA2yc/s320/Photo_11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273126524263008242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was strange for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, Happy Thanksgiving (again).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-1034146487190286401?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/1034146487190286401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=1034146487190286401' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/1034146487190286401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/1034146487190286401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2008/11/guns-and-girls.html' title='...guns and girls...'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SS3oinc4mWI/AAAAAAAAAX8/BrrVtDobYTQ/s72-c/MV5BMTI1NzUyNTY4Ml5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTYwNDEyNzU1._V1._SX279_SY400_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-5655225848551499817</id><published>2008-11-25T21:53:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T22:03:59.809-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...non-thanksgiving thanksgiving...[ntt]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SSzmrEBaEQI/AAAAAAAAAXs/0LewkT1gRF4/s1600-h/n726877455_1663861_9593.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SSzmrEBaEQI/AAAAAAAAAXs/0LewkT1gRF4/s320/n726877455_1663861_9593.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272842891232416002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SSzmkjdezRI/AAAAAAAAAXk/LcMK4Ybp0MQ/s1600-h/n726877455_1663860_9296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SSzmkjdezRI/AAAAAAAAAXk/LcMK4Ybp0MQ/s320/n726877455_1663860_9296.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272842779412581650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently a large-ish group of some of my best friends in LA got together for what we called Non-Thanksgiving Thanksgiving. That is to say, we celebrated the day of giving thanks last Saturday (22nd) and it was magnificent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hosted in the luxuriously 'normal' apartment of a few friends, 15 people came over wearing holiday clothes, toting an accessory. I don't mean a great clutch or the new iPhone 3G. I mean wine, apps, dessert, entree or side item.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On hand were the following deliciously scrumptious items:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apps:&lt;br /&gt;Cheese plate with 4 cheeses&lt;br /&gt;Asparagus Affair (roastbeef-wrapped asparagus spears cut and tooth-picked for finger food)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner:&lt;br /&gt;Turkey (of course, slow roasted and very juicy)&lt;br /&gt;Pureed carrots and beets&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Potatoes stuffed/topped with a brown sugar, walnut, marshmallow topping (BAM)&lt;br /&gt;Cranberries&lt;br /&gt;Flaky biscuits&lt;br /&gt;Sausage stuffing (so mouth watering)&lt;br /&gt;Mixed Greens salad with blue/Gorgonzola cheese, Craisins, toasted almonds and lemmon pepper or citrus vinaigarette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dessert:&lt;br /&gt;Bannana Pudding&lt;br /&gt;Apple Pie&lt;br /&gt;Pecan Pie&lt;br /&gt;Vanilla IceCream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a great night of drinking, eating, dancing and singing (both way too loud for the other residents, ahem) we went for a walk around the neighboorhood and then came back and ended our night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was good times with great friends and I think a tradition in Non-Thanksgiving Thanksgiving excellence has begun that will out live even our youngest member.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope your regular Thanksgiving goes fantasticly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love from the West Coast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: if you are on facebook you can see more pics on my profile&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-5655225848551499817?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/5655225848551499817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=5655225848551499817' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/5655225848551499817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/5655225848551499817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2008/11/non-thanksgiving-thanksgivingntt.html' title='...non-thanksgiving thanksgiving...[ntt]'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SSzmrEBaEQI/AAAAAAAAAXs/0LewkT1gRF4/s72-c/n726877455_1663861_9593.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-2889463897569561438</id><published>2008-10-30T09:59:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T10:05:23.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...living it up...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SQnpDr70g-I/AAAAAAAAAXc/orx_bX8eCo0/s1600-h/web-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SQnpDr70g-I/AAAAAAAAAXc/orx_bX8eCo0/s320/web-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262993889101644770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ashley Fullman (Edelman PR), Me, Lucy Madeline (Friend/Artist/Actor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey friends. I just wanted to put you on to an event I went to recently for Gear Patrol--that is to say, I covered it for GP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the &lt;a href="http://gearpatrol.com/blog/2008/10/30/gp-events-behind-the-unscene/"&gt;STORY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also there are many pictures on my &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bradleyhasemeyer/sets/72157608435710110/"&gt;FLICKR&lt;/a&gt; of that event as well as camping, a friend's going away party, and shots from the set of the short film I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chech it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-2889463897569561438?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/2889463897569561438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=2889463897569561438' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/2889463897569561438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/2889463897569561438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2008/10/living-it-up.html' title='...living it up...'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SQnpDr70g-I/AAAAAAAAAXc/orx_bX8eCo0/s72-c/web-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-5364694109338357317</id><published>2008-10-18T08:47:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T08:52:06.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I looked like a bird</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SPoFRos_M7I/AAAAAAAAAXU/z7Klj_aMit0/s1600-h/New-Layout_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SPoFRos_M7I/AAAAAAAAAXU/z7Klj_aMit0/s320/New-Layout_03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258521315450500018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The past few weeks have been full of firsts: first t.v. show, first real agent, SAG eligible, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I had my first big screen premier. The short I wrote about, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tour De Fright&lt;/span&gt;, earlier finally screened last night. It was only five minutes but we only shot for two days so that's about right. Anyway, it turned out pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did feel like in some of my closeups that I looked like a bird. My hair was kinda pulled back a bit because I had my sunglasses on and...I don't know. I just think I looked like a bird. An AWESOME bird...but a bird none-the-less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was fun to see that and mark that as my first time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-5364694109338357317?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/5364694109338357317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=5364694109338357317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/5364694109338357317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/5364694109338357317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-looked-like-bird.html' title='I looked like a bird'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SPoFRos_M7I/AAAAAAAAAXU/z7Klj_aMit0/s72-c/New-Layout_03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-7803424749176519428</id><published>2008-10-16T23:26:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T23:49:54.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...my first BIG one...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SPgwLj0boBI/AAAAAAAAAW8/CAxsSDyTocw/s1600-h/%27TilDeath_S1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SPgwLj0boBI/AAAAAAAAAW8/CAxsSDyTocw/s320/%27TilDeath_S1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258005540106903570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some of you know that I recently booked my first role on national t.v. I got a call from a casting director I had met with about a month ago for what we call a general (where you just meet with them and give a general audition so they know what to call you in for in the future). They said they had a part "that would be a stretch for me," a waiter. So I went in on a Wed and auditioned and a few hours later I got a call from them and said I'd booked it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I showed up to set Friday and they showed me to my room (awesome, right?) and then went down to wardrobe to get my outfit, they steamed it and hung it in my room and I was pretty free to eat the food and snacks and stuff. They trimmed my hair and put me in make up and then I pretty much waited for a few hours and stayed on set and got to watch rehearsal for a few scenes and it was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they shot my scene. It was with Vivica A. Fox:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SPgzJKQl_EI/AAAAAAAAAXE/CtADGfaiaJ8/s1600-h/vivica-a-fox-babel-los-angeles-premiere-red-carpet-QcINcC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SPgzJKQl_EI/AAAAAAAAAXE/CtADGfaiaJ8/s320/vivica-a-fox-babel-los-angeles-premiere-red-carpet-QcINcC.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258008797420846146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And J.B. Smoove:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SPgzdPvDNnI/AAAAAAAAAXM/Mhn6USw8vuI/s1600-h/jbsmoove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SPgzdPvDNnI/AAAAAAAAAXM/Mhn6USw8vuI/s320/jbsmoove.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258009142488151666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was very cool to work with both of them. And it was a nice boost to my confidence because I feel like I handled myself pretty well on set, even with five cameras pointed at me and working with Fox(xy) and Smoove I stayed pretty calm and just did what I needed to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very hopeful that this will lead to some other opportunities and have begun pin pointing other casting directors to try to keep this momentum up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be sure to let you know when the episode airs but it will be near Thanksgiving because J.B. was going to the airport to go to Vegas for Thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was very exciting. It was only a few lines but it's the beginning, folks, the beginning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-7803424749176519428?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/7803424749176519428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=7803424749176519428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/7803424749176519428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/7803424749176519428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-first-big-one.html' title='...my first BIG one...'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SPgwLj0boBI/AAAAAAAAAW8/CAxsSDyTocw/s72-c/%27TilDeath_S1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-6862341377616068688</id><published>2008-10-16T23:12:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T23:24:28.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...It's been a while since...</title><content type='html'>I have given a celebrity sighting update. Honestly, I see them all the time and I forget to post so I'm going to try to be better about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on to the matters at hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today at work I see a girl walking in and I think, "that girl is quite attractive" but that's not un-normal (another reason I don't mind working where I do) and then I thought, "I know her."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SPgt9bL7DJI/AAAAAAAAAWk/V43qn_M93yk/s1600-h/348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SPgt9bL7DJI/AAAAAAAAAWk/V43qn_M93yk/s320/348.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258003098248088722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ms. (I think) Rashida Jones who you might recognize as Jim's other love interest in the office before switching back to Pam. **I was rooting for her to 'win' over Pam because she is HOT** She is the daughter of Quincy Jones and really really beautiful in that unassuming way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then as I was leaving work today I walked past this little beaute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SPguz2eW5CI/AAAAAAAAAWs/oBjgkVTN7nE/s1600-h/HaydenPanettiere7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SPguz2eW5CI/AAAAAAAAAWs/oBjgkVTN7nE/s320/HaydenPanettiere7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258004033286104098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sitting at a table with an older man. She is actually really tiny---I think they must have the camera on a low tri-pod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN (I don't normally see more than one celebrity and/or Ferarri in one day) I was running tonight and ran past a table with this man of magic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SPgvSNVRl6I/AAAAAAAAAW0/YzzG9IGHTKY/s1600-h/penn-and-teller-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SPgvSNVRl6I/AAAAAAAAAW0/YzzG9IGHTKY/s320/penn-and-teller-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258004554818099106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Penn is the one on the left, I think. That is the one I saw at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I got for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-6862341377616068688?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/6862341377616068688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=6862341377616068688' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/6862341377616068688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/6862341377616068688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-been-while-since.html' title='...It&apos;s been a while since...'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SPgt9bL7DJI/AAAAAAAAAWk/V43qn_M93yk/s72-c/348.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-2105404011891729240</id><published>2008-10-04T10:17:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T10:20:08.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...I signed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SNiDU7L_FKI/AAAAAAAAAP8/W5y4-rhflSw/s1600-h/osbrink.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SNiDU7L_FKI/AAAAAAAAAP8/W5y4-rhflSw/s320/osbrink.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249089761208898722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to say thank you for your thoughts and prayers recently. I officially signed with Osbrink yesterday and I'm very happy about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My meeting with them went very well and I am excited about their connections and business mind for this industry. They are both personable and very professional which is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm very hopeful that this will be a really great step for my career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again, just wanted to update you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-2105404011891729240?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/2105404011891729240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=2105404011891729240' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/2105404011891729240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/2105404011891729240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-wanted-to-say-thank-you-for-your.html' title='...I signed...'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SNiDU7L_FKI/AAAAAAAAAP8/W5y4-rhflSw/s72-c/osbrink.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-1971497632287509993</id><published>2008-09-25T07:21:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T07:25:10.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...the good life...</title><content type='html'>So the webisode pilot I shot about a month ago is finally up. I got a hard copy of it and posted it to my website and b/c it's a rather large file, I'm not going to post it to blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go to &lt;a href="http://www.bradleyhasemeyer.com"&gt;MY WEBSITE&lt;/a&gt; and click on 'projects' at the top, then on the left side you will see "The Good Life (pilot)."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's o.k. It's not the best thing ever but I think there is a chance it could be picked up and I think the episodes would only get better and that could be cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. There ya go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-1971497632287509993?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/1971497632287509993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=1971497632287509993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/1971497632287509993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/1971497632287509993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2008/09/good-life.html' title='...the good life...'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-7161208725875265650</id><published>2008-09-22T22:43:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T22:49:31.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...pray for me and my career...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SNiDU7L_FKI/AAAAAAAAAP8/W5y4-rhflSw/s1600-h/osbrink.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SNiDU7L_FKI/AAAAAAAAAP8/W5y4-rhflSw/s320/osbrink.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249089761208898722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys. So I just wanted to a put few things on your radar to be praying for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I shot a webisode pilot about a month ago. It will be online and viewable soon but they pitched to some NBC people that evidently liked it. It'd be awesome to get picked up b/c it's only once a week but pays me something, it's fun and would be nice exposure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I have a meeting with Osbrink Agency on Thursday at noon. It's better than an interview because an interview is like: shake hands, give them a headshot and "we'll call you if we like you." BUT this is a meeting with an agent for commercial representation. They are a pretty good agency with a great reputation and hopefully something could come out of it for theatrical representation and then I'll also have my own show, plus host a late-night show when Jimmy Fallon needs a fill-in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks guys. I appreciate your help and love the picture of having you all on my team. It's like the Verizon commercials and I have thousands of people on my side...and 2 helicopters...always 2 helicopters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-7161208725875265650?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/7161208725875265650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=7161208725875265650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/7161208725875265650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/7161208725875265650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2008/09/pray-for-me-and-my-career.html' title='...pray for me and my career...'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SNiDU7L_FKI/AAAAAAAAAP8/W5y4-rhflSw/s72-c/osbrink.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-481336957614080696</id><published>2008-09-19T17:39:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T17:54:57.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...what are you doing in 8 hours?...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SNRJ0Vy1NpI/AAAAAAAAAP0/1TX2hohxBcE/s1600-h/tour+de+fright+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SNRJ0Vy1NpI/AAAAAAAAAP0/1TX2hohxBcE/s320/tour+de+fright+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247900629345842834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SNRJmpHN8yI/AAAAAAAAAPs/WYfe3J9fbyc/s1600-h/tour+de+fright+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SNRJmpHN8yI/AAAAAAAAAPs/WYfe3J9fbyc/s320/tour+de+fright+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247900394013455138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this past Tuesday night I got a call at 11:00p.m.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hello?&lt;br /&gt;Ryan: Hi. My name is Ryan and you don't know me&lt;br /&gt;Me: (wondering what in the world this could be about) Um. O.k.&lt;br /&gt;Ryan: So I got your name from a friend of a friend. Do you know Michael Hobert and Alex Beh?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yeah. I know them.&lt;br /&gt;Ryan: Yeah. So here's the deal. I am a director and am shooting a short film and one of my actors just dropped out last minute and I wanted to see if you were free?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Maybe. When is it?&lt;br /&gt;Ryan: Well it's in 8 hours.&lt;br /&gt;Me: What?&lt;br /&gt;Ryan: Yeah call time is 7:30 tomm morning. We shoot all day Wednesday and all day Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;Me: O.k. well that might be able to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sent me the script and we chatted. His script, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tour de Fright, &lt;/span&gt; won funding by Boost Mobile for a "Screamfest 2008" Horror film festival. Well he only really does comedy (Scrubs, etc.) so his film is more like a joke/satire/riff but still pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The premise is that there are 4 cyclists training for the Tour de France (hence the name) and they joke with the new guy (me) about an old tale of a frenchman cyclist who was killed during the Tour de France and haunts the woods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Spoiler alert) The guys break the news to me just as I'm starting to believe it that it's a joke. Then you find out that it's actually real b/c the Frenchman ends up killing us. It's not gory. Just funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll post some pics from the shoot as they come in but this one here is amazing. The makeup lady and SFX (special effects) people were awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is probably going to be my new headshot. Thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SNRI-JSH21I/AAAAAAAAAPk/WGZvGs1smWY/s1600-h/5D4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SNRI-JSH21I/AAAAAAAAAPk/WGZvGs1smWY/s320/5D4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247899698274491218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-481336957614080696?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/481336957614080696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=481336957614080696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/481336957614080696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/481336957614080696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-are-you-doing-in-8-hours.html' title='...what are you doing in 8 hours?...'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SNRJ0Vy1NpI/AAAAAAAAAP0/1TX2hohxBcE/s72-c/tour+de+fright+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-4247070380268839566</id><published>2008-09-16T21:18:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T09:03:24.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...a spoof...</title><content type='html'>So with the beginning of Plow The Yard, Daniel and I brainstormed a spoof video.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the original video:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ghSJsEVf0pU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ghSJsEVf0pU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;And this is what we did. I helped write and edit it alongside Daniel Wall and Nate White. It will soon go on our Plow The Yard website which will soon be created but I wanted to (again) give my friends and family a first look at it. Hope you enjoy them both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(PS: might be good to watch the first one just as a reference point)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cdnZYqLIsr0&amp;hl=en&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/cdnZYqLIsr0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" 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/20699890-4247070380268839566?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/4247070380268839566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=4247070380268839566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/4247070380268839566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/4247070380268839566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2008/09/spoof.html' title='...a spoof...'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-3500445737417235295</id><published>2008-09-10T11:51:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T11:55:08.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My theology of Willy Wonka</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SMgXQyFwt0I/AAAAAAAAAPc/LZLp3uDL_gE/s1600-h/l_Willy_Wonka_And_The_Chocolate_Factory_Widescreen_Spe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SMgXQyFwt0I/AAAAAAAAAPc/LZLp3uDL_gE/s320/l_Willy_Wonka_And_The_Chocolate_Factory_Widescreen_Spe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244467343164225346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***NOTE:If you read my latest blog entry on workshop and my life right now this will make more sense...so maybe scroll to the story below this one first...then come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;ecently, I watched my favorite movie, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Willy Wonka &amp;amp; The Chocolate Factory&lt;/span&gt; (that's the old one) and since it's my favorite movie, there is no doubt I watch it over and over again. I love DVDs so I can just skip to chapters I want to watch. Anyway, Charlie withstands a number of tests without knowing that is what he is 'going through' (he thinks it's just a factory tour) and at the end he is the last kid. At the end of the tour Wonka yells at Grandpa Joe saying they do not win the special prize of a "lifetime supply of chocolate" because they broke one of the rules. They actually "drank fizzy lifting drinks"--an obvious problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa Joe begins to leave with Charlie and remarks that he will get Wonka back somehow. The easiest and most obvious way would be to spill the secrets of Wonka's candy making process to a competitor named Slugworth. Charlie, however (spoiler alert), brings a piece of  candy Wonka previously gave to each of the children, puts its on his desk and turns to leave--he wouldn't betray Wonka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that moment, Wonka turns to Charlie and remarks, "so shines a good deed in a weary world." Then tells Charlie he's "passed the test." Charlie asks if that means he gets the chocolate and Wonka seems almost to laugh at this low-level of dreaming/expectation. He says, "the chocolate, yes, but so much more." He goes on to show him the entire factory and give him the keys! He gets the WHOLE place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this scene and put God in Wonka's place and me in the place of Charlie. God is testing and refining me and I don't even know it (sometimes I DO) and at the end of it he says, "Bradley, my boy. You passed the test." And I ask for the chocolate (t.v. show, money, wife, health, etc.) and he laughs at this low-level dreaming/expectation. "Yes, Bradley, the chocolate. But SO much more."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cling to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to share my theology of Willy Wonka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-3500445737417235295?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/3500445737417235295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=3500445737417235295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/3500445737417235295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/3500445737417235295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-theology-of-willy-wonka.html' title='My theology of Willy Wonka'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SMgXQyFwt0I/AAAAAAAAAPc/LZLp3uDL_gE/s72-c/l_Willy_Wonka_And_The_Chocolate_Factory_Widescreen_Spe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-9183338609550772360</id><published>2008-09-10T11:27:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T11:50:32.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...the workshop...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SMgW6sKxj-I/AAAAAAAAAPU/rKHmkLNO5ck/s1600-h/0-los-angeles_master.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SMgW6sKxj-I/AAAAAAAAAPU/rKHmkLNO5ck/s320/0-los-angeles_master.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244466963617517538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the past year, I have had some trying times and I think we each can find a few of those moments or even chapters in our life that seem like we are the only ones out there. Or, in my case, it seemed like at least God was out there but he was just that, out THERE and not with me in those moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this industry and this city I find myself tried/tested/bruised/flying high more than anything else at any other point in my life. LA and acting to me is almost one big fire (o.k. that's a bit dramatic but so am I...so...deal with it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I came across a passage from My Utmost for His Highest that went along with what I have been feeling. It was divinely appointed, I think, because I had the date wrong and probably would have missed it b/c I don't read it everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We imagine we would be all right if a big crisis arose; but the big crisis will only reveal the stuff we are made of, it will not put anything into us. 'If God gives the call, of course I will rise to the occasion.' You will not unless you have risen to the occasion in the workshop, unless you have been the real thing before God there. If you are not doing the thing that lies nearest, because God has engineered it, when the crisis comes instead of being revealed as fit, you will be revealed as unfit. Crises always reveal character."--O.Chambers Sept 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the idea of a workshop...that trials are a workshop for what is coming up. Sometimes it feels like God is dragging his (probably enormous) feet in my life, career, love life, personal development, financial freedom, etc. AND I KNOW God's timing is perfect. Yes. I know this...but.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For you, O God, have tested us; you have tried us as silver is tried. You brought us into the net; you laid a crushing burden on our backs; you let men ride over our heads; we went through fire and through water; yet you have brought us out to a place of abundance."--Psalm  66:10-12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's how I feel about that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-9183338609550772360?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/9183338609550772360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=9183338609550772360' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/9183338609550772360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/9183338609550772360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2008/09/workshop.html' title='...the workshop...'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SMgW6sKxj-I/AAAAAAAAAPU/rKHmkLNO5ck/s72-c/0-los-angeles_master.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-4382076128283522888</id><published>2008-09-02T12:06:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T12:26:22.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A new project</title><content type='html'>So in the hopes of putting myself out there even more than I am a friend of mine and I have started a political/pop ("poplitics") website that will have probably what turns out to be weekly or bi-weekly video posts around 4-5 minutes of what's news and what's not. It's in the vein of Weekend Update (from SNL) and The Daily Show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be supplementing the off-the-cuff, improved-style show (with a few talking points) with video spoofs, 'on-location reporting' and other segments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was approached to be a part of this because there is not much in the way of conservative conversation happening on the web. There is radio (Rush, etc.) but not so much in the video world. PLUS it opens the door to lots of other options for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first installment. I'm not putting it on my website yet b/c we are still working out what it will look like and all that BUT I wanted to bring y'all in on this process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will have a website up and running soon too. It will be www.plowtheyard.com. We landed on "Plow The Yard" because we are shooting it in the backyard of my friend (Daniel, co-host) and also it wasn't taken and seems kinda catchy. So that's why we picked that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. The website and e-mail will be up and running soon and our first spoof video is almost edited and finished so that will be up too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2F7cZ2ExE6I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2F7cZ2ExE6I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&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/20699890-4382076128283522888?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/4382076128283522888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=4382076128283522888' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/4382076128283522888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/4382076128283522888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-project.html' title='A new project'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-7536152037686188293</id><published>2008-07-21T09:52:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T09:55:47.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I shoot a hole in one</title><content type='html'>Hey guys. Saturday I went to La Jolla (near San Diego) to meet up with some family friends (my West Coast family, actually) and while down there I got to be in a music video shot by Peter "P-flow" Watson. He came up with the beat and the concept for the video and did alot of the shots as well. All I had to do was bust a rhyme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's pretty funny, actually, so check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love--haters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: I'd double click on the video so you can go to Youtube and play it in "high quality" for the best effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8_SMIwLR1Zc&amp;hl=en&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/8_SMIwLR1Zc&amp;hl=en&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8_SMIwLR1Zc&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-7536152037686188293?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/7536152037686188293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=7536152037686188293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/7536152037686188293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/7536152037686188293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-shoot-hole-in-one.html' title='I shoot a hole in one'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-1481425244843123004</id><published>2008-07-19T00:38:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:01:28.884-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...hot off the press...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SIGasVtloNI/AAAAAAAAAPM/YHc_tTk9qzM/s1600-h/img023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SIGasVtloNI/AAAAAAAAAPM/YHc_tTk9qzM/s320/img023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224627129259761874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I did an interview for a magazine in Knoxville recently, "Everything West." I was actually the object of the interview rather than conducting one myself. It was an honor and pretty cool to be asked about acting, my life, how I got to where I am and celebrity sightings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post it here as a jpg that you can click on to enlarge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-1481425244843123004?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/1481425244843123004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=1481425244843123004' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/1481425244843123004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/1481425244843123004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2008/07/hot-off-press.html' title='...hot off the press...'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SIGasVtloNI/AAAAAAAAAPM/YHc_tTk9qzM/s72-c/img023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-3656608427173687441</id><published>2008-07-08T16:53:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T18:11:43.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...another for you...</title><content type='html'>Hey guys. I just wanted to put another fun video on your radar that a friend of mine did and entered into a competition. You can vote on this website  &lt;a href="http://www.ultimatevideorelay.com/contest/index"&gt;http://www.ultimatevideorelay.com/contest/index&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the second video he did in a 3-act sequence. I am one of the bad guys--it's a small but fun role.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shot it over two days in the heat wave of LA (105 degrees and outside in a black shirt and jeans is NOT a dream come true) and it was great for me because I got to meet a few other guys in the industry and work with a new (to me) director. So all in all--great times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9e221e126f837576" 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://v3.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9e221e126f837576%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330261484%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D192C5CE496EE730CFB494DFB066D192A7734863F.6EFE1902FC987FDF3173351D8FE0DFCBE4C86AC6%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9e221e126f837576%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DNvk98QaBlgEbZziZf9ZKlNcfi9A&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://v3.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9e221e126f837576%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330261484%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D192C5CE496EE730CFB494DFB066D192A7734863F.6EFE1902FC987FDF3173351D8FE0DFCBE4C86AC6%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9e221e126f837576%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DNvk98QaBlgEbZziZf9ZKlNcfi9A&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-3656608427173687441?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=9e221e126f837576&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/3656608427173687441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=3656608427173687441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/3656608427173687441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/3656608427173687441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2008/07/another-for-you.html' title='...another for you...'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-252033371262337462</id><published>2008-06-29T09:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T09:51:30.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...tre...</title><content type='html'>It's the 3rd video finally posted on YouTube for IBM. I wanted to get it out to you guys as quickly as possible. Soooo here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nU4KoeECKus&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nU4KoeECKus&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" 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/20699890-252033371262337462?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/252033371262337462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=252033371262337462' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/252033371262337462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/252033371262337462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2008/06/tre.html' title='...tre...'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-8091887249991261549</id><published>2008-06-27T13:20:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T13:26:25.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...two of three...</title><content type='html'>About 2 months ago I was in a viral video campaign for IBM. It was directed by a friend of mine named Scott Teems (who is currently in Knoxville, TN shooting a movie, actually) and is online for all to see. IBM contracted him out to create what's known as an 'industrial' video meaning it's in-house and won't air on TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT all three will be online and I'm posting two of the three on this post and when the other goes up I'll put it on here too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the 2nd and 3rd but they are funny enough to include the first. Also my friend Alex Beh is the guy in the pink shirt so I'll promo him too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BmtXaZ_HhBg&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BmtXaZ_HhBg&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/u6axQuSjWdQ&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/u6axQuSjWdQ&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="344" width="425"&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/20699890-8091887249991261549?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/8091887249991261549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=8091887249991261549' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/8091887249991261549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/8091887249991261549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2008/06/one-of-three.html' title='...two of three...'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-5090668985218196919</id><published>2008-06-10T14:16:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:01:29.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...hungry?...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SE7xDBzdnUI/AAAAAAAAAPE/rK66Cg_Cg74/s1600-h/dinner04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SE7xDBzdnUI/AAAAAAAAAPE/rK66Cg_Cg74/s320/dinner04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210366853240429890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;160 feet: that's 26.6 men on each others shoulders who stand 6 feet tall, 1/2 the height from base to tip of the Statue of Liberty, about 16 stories or the height a crane raises a chef, 3 servers, 22 chairs (with patrons) and a rectangle table in the air for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strapped into a chair, &lt;a href="http://www.dinnerinthesky.com"&gt;Dinner in the Sky&lt;/a&gt; is a company that offers an experience and not just a menu. They serve a your meal at 160 feet. You load into the chairs, buckle up and the crane pulls you to a height you have probably never been to before. There is no safety net. There is nothing but you and that chair bolted to the tables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine being able to really relax and enjoy your meal. But that's just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, with a 2 hour setup and 1 hour breakdown, depending on your meal time you could have them at your next dinner party--granted you had enough room for a crane to set up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and go to the bathroom before you get hoisted up otherwise everyone at the table will know why they are being lowered in the middle of their meal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-5090668985218196919?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/5090668985218196919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=5090668985218196919' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/5090668985218196919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/5090668985218196919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2008/06/hungry.html' title='...hungry?...'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SE7xDBzdnUI/AAAAAAAAAPE/rK66Cg_Cg74/s72-c/dinner04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-2936414739053734319</id><published>2008-06-02T16:39:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:01:29.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...you never forget the first one...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SESGFAv_7eI/AAAAAAAAAO8/yH71PHdYKRc/s1600-h/tailormeals+BC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SESGFAv_7eI/AAAAAAAAAO8/yH71PHdYKRc/s320/tailormeals+BC.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207434489805925858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So TailorMeals has its official first catering gig. It's a house-warming party for 70ish people (meaning there will be about 70 people there...not that they will all be really old). I am teaming up with my friend Darlene who has a bakery business. On her menu are: creme brulee', red velvet cupcakes, chocolate covered strawberries and brownies. I'll be bringing cucumber cups, three-bean and corn dip, steak quesadillas, pita chips and humus, crustini toppers, mango salsa, chicken salad and lettuce cups and maybe something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It should be good times for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't make much money on it but I am hoping it will be a good jump-off point and opportunity for people to hear the name TailorMeals and spread the word. I have business cards being printed as we speak (that's it above).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post pics and update &lt;a href="http://www.tailormeals.com"&gt;TailorMeals&lt;/a&gt; from the event.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-2936414739053734319?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/2936414739053734319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=2936414739053734319' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/2936414739053734319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/2936414739053734319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2008/06/you-never-forget-first-one.html' title='...you never forget the first one...'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SESGFAv_7eI/AAAAAAAAAO8/yH71PHdYKRc/s72-c/tailormeals+BC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-7798358754940236845</id><published>2008-05-21T12:45:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:01:29.824-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...who are you voting for....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SDR9P58T81I/AAAAAAAAAO0/PQ7DZiPu8zY/s1600-h/header_logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SDR9P58T81I/AAAAAAAAAO0/PQ7DZiPu8zY/s320/header_logo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202921181725061970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello. So I have news that some of you have been made privy to and some have not. I am up for another vote-me-in kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might remember last summer there was such thing and I was up as a finalist for The Smart Show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I am up for GSTV (gas station t.v.)--the annoying flatscreen right by the pump that gives you weather and all kinds of quick blurbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is MUCH easier to do...just go only everyday between now and June 30 and vote for me. There are 10 finalists out of 300 and I'm on the bottom left. There is no rating. There is no watching my numbers. There (hopefully) is no voting scandal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooo go to: http://gstv.eprize.net/broadcastar/index.tbapp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or click &lt;a href="http://gstv.eprize.net/broadcastar/index.tbapp"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vote everyday and we'll see what happens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-7798358754940236845?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/7798358754940236845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=7798358754940236845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/7798358754940236845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/7798358754940236845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2008/05/who-are-you-voting-for.html' title='...who are you voting for....'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SDR9P58T81I/AAAAAAAAAO0/PQ7DZiPu8zY/s72-c/header_logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-8571253753209112779</id><published>2008-05-20T12:00:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:01:31.519-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...making a house a home...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SDMhYp8T8vI/AAAAAAAAAOE/ZFMRz7o6qFU/s1600-h/final+group+shot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SDMhYp8T8vI/AAAAAAAAAOE/ZFMRz7o6qFU/s320/final+group+shot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202538702002451186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend I went with 40ish others from the LA area (mostly from Pacific Crossroads Church--my church) to Tijuana, Mexico to build a few houses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I did say a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was through Youth With A Mission (YWAM) and Homes for Hope. They team together to build homes for the poor in Mexico/Baja area and have built more than 2400 homes in the past 15 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a lot of work over 1.5 days with three teams led by two head builders, a bunch of tools and lots of love and teachable spirits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The houses weren't huge and by no means swank. However, we arrived with three pads of concrete about 14 ft by 14 ft and we build four walls, sheetrocked, trimmed and painted everything, put a roof on, wired for electricity and even stuffed it with new furniture and our donated shoes, toys, shirts, soccer balls, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This family of 6 kids and two parents was previously in a house walled in with scrap board, a garage door, lots of plywood and some plastic tarps. Needless to say, they were very much in need of help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are a few pics with captions. For a much more extensive documentation visit my friend's flickr page! &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cson2smile"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SDMh7J8T8wI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Hm3WW1gfDm4/s1600-h/start+of+house+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SDMh7J8T8wI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Hm3WW1gfDm4/s320/start+of+house+.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202539294707938050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The very beginning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SDMiLJ8T8xI/AAAAAAAAAOU/ZEcYcaXlwAo/s1600-h/putting+up+wall+bradley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SDMiLJ8T8xI/AAAAAAAAAOU/ZEcYcaXlwAo/s320/putting+up+wall+bradley.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202539569585845010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The cheesy politician&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SDMidp8T8yI/AAAAAAAAAOc/6Oci9ygt8Lo/s1600-h/delta+saw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SDMidp8T8yI/AAAAAAAAAOc/6Oci9ygt8Lo/s320/delta+saw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202539887413424930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes, those are baseball socks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SDMiyZ8T8zI/AAAAAAAAAOk/RRe0wuw67JY/s1600-h/almost+done.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SDMiyZ8T8zI/AAAAAAAAAOk/RRe0wuw67JY/s320/almost+done.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202540243895710514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;95% complete...gives you a scale of what we did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SDMjD58T80I/AAAAAAAAAOs/G3minQQq1ig/s1600-h/mom+hug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SDMjD58T80I/AAAAAAAAAOs/G3minQQq1ig/s320/mom+hug.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202540544543421250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why we do it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-8571253753209112779?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/8571253753209112779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=8571253753209112779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/8571253753209112779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/8571253753209112779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2008/05/making-house-home.html' title='...making a house a home...'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SDMhYp8T8vI/AAAAAAAAAOE/ZFMRz7o6qFU/s72-c/final+group+shot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-3036156494437125872</id><published>2008-05-12T15:47:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:01:31.712-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Master Cleanse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SCjJt58T8uI/AAAAAAAAAN8/ZCgKcQi7h_c/s1600-h/10clean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SCjJt58T8uI/AAAAAAAAAN8/ZCgKcQi7h_c/s320/10clean.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199627560284320482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It’s not a diet. It’s a cleanse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did it. I took the plunge and did a 10-day Master Cleanse. You might not be in the know as to this celebrity-styled body makeover secret but rest assured I deprived myself of food over the past 10 days so you don’t have to. That is, unless you want to lose 14 pounds, feel lean, more aware, alive and thankful for food—your call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lest you believe this challenge even approached easy or convenient you should know I love food. I love all the aspects: the taste, texture and smell as well as the social aspect and rhythm of the eating experience. I have worked (and do currently) in a number of different restaurants, started a boutique catering company and cook for friends all the time. Why then would someone who loves something this much walk away for 10 days? Why indeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to try this cleanse for a number of reasons: 1) I felt like if I restart my computer, flush my car’s fuel system and get my teeth cleaned every 6 months then resetting my insides every 27 years is probably a good idea too 2) I was curious how it worked 3) I wanted to see if I was up for the challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The “Master Cleanse,” created in the 1940s by Stanley Burroughs, is a diet consisting of a “Lemonade” drink consumed 6-12 times daily. That’s all. No food. Nothing else. This Lemonade concoction of 2 tbs Grade B maple syrup, 2 tbs fresh lemon juice, 1/10 tsp cayenne pepper and 10 oz of water is all you get. Additionally to aid the flushing of toxins from the system, an herbal tea laxative is to be consumed each night followed by a quart (yep) of warm (uh huh) uniodized sea-saltwater in the morning. Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following is a brief summary of my past 10 days on the world-renowned and oft celebrity-hyped detoxifier known as the Master Cleanse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 1: Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was hard. I had a headache working at the restaurant most of the day and put too much cayenne pepper in my drink. Already I am annoyed at how much energy it takes to make this drink; measure and pour the syrup, cut and strain the lemons, measure the cayenne, add the water. I drank lots of water in addition to the Lemonade and it pretty much goes right out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very tired and have little energy and it’s not like, “been a long day” tired. I am physically exhausted from my 16-hour work day and crashed at about 10:00p.m. (with 2 hours left at work).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took my herbal tea laxative tonight and actually enjoyed the taste of something different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 2: Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up a few times during the night. My throat was really sore like I was getting sick. I threw up from both ends early this morning and went back to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the saltwater drink which was disgusting but within the hour had completely washed my insides and cleaned out what the laxative loosened. Strange feeling but it felt good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played Frisbee this afternoon for about an hour and have not had headaches today so far. I am hungry but drink my drink and that helps—though I’m already not thrilled about the lack of flavor variation. I might try limes to replace the lemons because the book says that’s o.k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never has working in a restaurant been harder. Not only am I tired but I am serving delicious foods to people all night long. Interestingly I am craving a Roasted Beet Salad with a side of Salmon instead of our Fried Chicken or Burger and Fries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mouth feels very pasty and my teeth feel like they have some coating on them. Also my tongue is fuzzy and white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took my laxative tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 3: Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt awesome in the morning. I awoke with energy and lightness. I didn’t drink my saltwater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played 3 hours of 2-man volleyball in Hermosa Beach in 90 degree weather and then worked from 3:30 till 11:00 feeling good until the end of the night. Sitting down was all I could think about doing while running around giving people food. I don’t think I drank enough water playing volleyball today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took my laxative tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 4: Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saltwater in the morning and nothing really happened. It was cold water because that seemed easier to drink than a quart of warm saltwater but it wasn’t nearly as effective; felt pretty good but a little weak. Went to church and went to the bathroom once. Came home, laundry, e-mails, clean house, work from 3:30-9:30 and was tired but drank more Lemonade and that quelled my hunger and gave me more energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took my laxative tonight and looked forward to the new taste. I also began TiVo-ing Rachel Ray’s 30-Minute Meals and started watching an episode at the end of my day with my laxative tea. There was something soothing about the show—or maybe that was just the laxative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 5: Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up feeling grey—feel like my 100% is now about 80%. My mouth is less dry and seems to be slowly returning to pink. Took saltwater this a.m. and it’s taking time to go through me. I am sore from volleyball and randomly my knee hurts really bad. I don’t know if its longer to heal or if—as the book claims—old injuries return ****.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to try to workout today and have felt o.k. about my energy most of the day. I am feeling removed from food, however, and really desire something to eat. I have been watching Food Network like it’s porn for me right now. My tastes have changed a little and I would kill for a banana, green apple, roasted beets, etc. I realize how much I love food for food. I miss cooking, I miss eating and I miss the chance to eat with others, the social element of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laxative tonight: it’s now the culinary highlight of my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 6: Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I slept in and took the saltwater again and had great results and felt really cleansed afterwards. I tired quicker and napped during the day. At night I had to work at the restaurant and my knee is still hurting me. It’s even tough to walk and I’m starting to get a little concerned for what this is. I noticed my tongue is getting back to normal slowly and my mouth is feeling less chalky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took my laxative again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 7: Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a good morning with a great saltwater cleanse and my knee is getting better. I feel encouraged to keep going. I had thoughts of pulling out early and calling it at seven days but I can’t be this close to the “top” and miss the “view.” I still feel a little sluggish bu I’m getting used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my jeans that have always been tight are all the sudden loose and I weighed myself and realized I’ve lost 10 lbs so far! I notice the loss mostly in my stomach, legs and arms. I am also colder than everyone else. I’m wearing jeans and a hoodie and others are in shorts. A number of times when I stood up and got light-headed very quickly. Interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lax it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 8: Thursday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Wow. I think I floated out of bed today. I feel fantastic: acute, aware, sharp, and light. My hunger cravings were still there but they were curtailed totally by the drink. I worked in the a.m. and felt back to 100% making jokes and not feeling tired at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I am looking forward to is actually tasting my food again. At work I see people craming food in their mouth and talking on the phone or having a business lunch or just eating in a hurry and going to a movie. They don’t even taste the flavors. I too was like that. Eating to live rather than living to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left and came home to work on some stuff and went to hang with friends who—without prompting—told me I looked like I had lost some weight. I am at 12 lbs today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30-minutes of bliss with Rachel Ray and my laxative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 9: Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very excited to be almost done. I miss food still and feel blessed to know that I am not eating because I choose this and that I will have food in my pantry when I am done. It’s healthy to remember that not everyone has this choice. I feel blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt physically weaker. I see a substantial loss in muscle mass in my arms and legs and am curious if I’ll get that back. I helped a friend move furniture and I noticed I was considerably weaker than normal. Someone told me today that their mom did this cleanse and after resetting her system she discovered she was allergic to dairy and wheat. I HOPE that is not the case. I really, really, really hope that doesn’t happen to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I feel lighter and my energy is normal my cravings have come back to wanting not only food in general but the variety of flavor, temperature and texture of the experience of eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another night living through Mrs. Ray and my Smooth Move laxative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 10: Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normaly routine of my saltwater and I’m not really even bothered by it—probably because it was the last one! Interestingly enough, after 10 days without food, the cleanse still removes…ahem…stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cleanse is so intense there is a food plan for 3 days to readjust your body to typical eating again. Day one is only fresh squeezed orange juice. Day two is the OJ and vege soup where one consumes the broth and a few veggies. Day three is OJ, soup and fresh fruit, salad, nuts and raw veggies. So like a fan getting ready for opening day, I went to the Fresh and Easy (similar to a Whole Foods or Fresh Market) and bought my fresh-squeezed OJ and am very excited. I feel great today—partly the excitement of completing this goal and partly because my body is cleansed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work, I returned home and drank my last sip of my Lemonade—my friend and comrade on this 10-day journey. I raised my empty Nalgene container and walked triumphantly around my apartment clapping in the air—a-la Will Smith in Pursuit of Happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Final Thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end of my fast was complete. Overall, this was a tough few days and then after that things became progressively easier and my body responded very well to the cleansing process. I would advise you to do your research. Check out the plan and the cleanse. You can go online and read countless articles and even watch people’s YouTube blogs about it. Due to the fairly extreme nature of the cleanse, I recommend consulting with a physician first. Your body undergoes pretty substantial changes in a short amount of time and responds differently (Note: my blood pressure dropped dramatically which explained the light-headedness and feeling colder).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recommend this fast for a number of reasons: cleansing your body, giving your digestive tract a much needed break, becoming aware of what we actually eat, thankfulness for food at all and simply the challenge of accomplishing a goal—also loosing a few lbs ain’t bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-3036156494437125872?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/3036156494437125872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=3036156494437125872' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/3036156494437125872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/3036156494437125872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2008/05/master-cleanse.html' title='The Master Cleanse'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SCjJt58T8uI/AAAAAAAAAN8/ZCgKcQi7h_c/s72-c/10clean.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-2419084400738576655</id><published>2008-04-28T10:56:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T23:14:28.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some new videos..yeahhh</title><content type='html'>So recently I performed another set at the Hollywood Improv on Melrose here in LA. It went really well. It was a 5 min set but they let it go longer because the crowd was into it. I feel very encouraged by this and am looking to really do some more stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I wanted to post the link right now b/c I don't have the copy quite yet of the video. The quality will be a little bit less than desired but that's life, right...a less than desired?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="VideoPlayback" style="width: 400px; height: 326px;" flashvars="" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docid=-3382386171364278300&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other videos can be see at &lt;a href="http://www.veoh.com/channels/FreshFaces?confirmed=1"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I recently had my reel cut together. That's like a visual resume and is pretty much necessary out here. It's only got a few projects on it but it's a start. It's on my &lt;a href="http://www.bradleyhasemeyer.com/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; so I'll &lt;a href="http://www.bradleyhasemeyer.com/"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; you over to that and on the top it says "reel"....so that's what you click on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-2419084400738576655?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/2419084400738576655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=2419084400738576655' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/2419084400738576655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/2419084400738576655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2008/04/some-new-videosyeahhh.html' title='Some new videos..yeahhh'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-6416520726133706844</id><published>2008-04-17T11:19:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:01:31.975-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...um gross?...</title><content type='html'>Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday as I was shopping in that quasi-trendy, therefore very trendy, and wonderful discount shopping place called Trader Joe's (really love that place) I came across a classic TJ item. Something different and off the beaten path that really caught my eye: drinkable aloe juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.jayone.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SAeVImmUxjI/AAAAAAAAAM4/rq0K8l_g8Jo/s320/aloe1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190281070600570418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A company has created this bottle delight with REAL bits of (panther) Aloe, lemon juice and organic raw sugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was surprisingly refreshing and I will be purchasing more. Look for them in strange places like that weird smoke shop you walk past going to work or shady convenience store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-6416520726133706844?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/6416520726133706844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=6416520726133706844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/6416520726133706844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/6416520726133706844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2008/04/um-gross.html' title='...um gross?...'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SAeVImmUxjI/AAAAAAAAAM4/rq0K8l_g8Jo/s72-c/aloe1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-4357560422821142741</id><published>2008-04-13T01:18:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:01:32.574-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL/other career news</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SAHClWmUxiI/AAAAAAAAAMw/lumfw1LP6L4/s1600-h/FreshFaces_Flyer04-23-08-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SAHClWmUxiI/AAAAAAAAAMw/lumfw1LP6L4/s320/FreshFaces_Flyer04-23-08-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188642192684795426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm also taking a class right now that's a 5-week class taught by a casting director who also books comedy shows and performs herself. It's been a great experience and I've met some cool people. I'm hopeful this will be a meaningful thing for my career. I've learned about my 'voice' and 'vibe' and how to use that to tweak and strengthen my stand-up abilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our main project culminates April 23rd at 7:30 at the Hollywood Improv. I'm really excited about this b/c the show is almost already sold out and this casting director has lots of industry contacts so they will be there and this could be a nice push for me to get back on the mic from my performance in December. So be thinking about me next Wed while I'm on stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO I finally have the footage I needed for my reel so a great friend of mine is putting that together and I'll have my reel (a visual resume) on my website and update that and of course put it on here too so check back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have recently moved into Advanced level at my school which has been great. I am working more on scenes, just finished about 4 weeks working on accents and a characterization from that which was grand. I am working with people I really enjoy and learning tons still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had some great auditions recently and even talked with the theatrical agent of the agency where I am represented commercially (for commercials) b/c I had gotten a call-back (they liked me enough to pass me onto the next round) for a series of short films. Maybe that could lead to being picked up by them theatrically too (meaning t.v. and film).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the process of writing a short film and who knows where that will lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also setting my sites on meeting a certain casting director named Allison Jones who is supposed to be a great person in general but also has cast many many comedies from Freaks and Geeks to The Office, some Will Ferrell projects and alot of Jud Apatow's stuff (Knocked Up and Super Bad).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty much the industry news I have for you guys at this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm keepin on keepin on. Thanks for your support. It's vital and necessary...isn't that the same thing? Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love and keep checking back for new projects&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-4357560422821142741?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/4357560422821142741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=4357560422821142741' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/4357560422821142741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/4357560422821142741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2008/04/lolother-career-news.html' title='LOL/other career news'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SAHClWmUxiI/AAAAAAAAAMw/lumfw1LP6L4/s72-c/FreshFaces_Flyer04-23-08-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-5983252534257568446</id><published>2008-04-13T01:13:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:01:32.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tailormeals.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SAHA82mUxhI/AAAAAAAAAMo/1GUFNycrbV4/s320/tm+skinny+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188640397388465682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well according to a Jay-Z loop, "I'm a hustla homie, you's a customer cronnie."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm starting a &lt;a href="http://www.tailormeals.com"&gt;personal chef/catering business&lt;/a&gt;. It's small right now and really has only gotten the website off the ground and gaining some attention with a few friends and my church. My hope is that I will have a few families a week and a few parties a month to make some extra cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking into all the certs and stuff I have to get but right now it's basically a guy who loves to cook and wants to make some money doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So check out my &lt;a href="http://www.tailormeals.com"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; and if you are in the LA area, by all means, spread it around. I might even have a connection with a girl who has a small baking business and would team up to provide a nice one-two!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's new for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-5983252534257568446?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/5983252534257568446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=5983252534257568446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/5983252534257568446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/5983252534257568446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2008/04/well-according-to-jay-z-loop-im-hustla.html' title=''/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SAHA82mUxhI/AAAAAAAAAMo/1GUFNycrbV4/s72-c/tm+skinny+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-2554893112673639566</id><published>2008-04-13T01:08:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:01:32.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clueless about comedy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SAHAd2mUxgI/AAAAAAAAAMg/oZqVlZT0GlU/s1600-h/Paul_Rudd+-+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SAHAd2mUxgI/AAAAAAAAAMg/oZqVlZT0GlU/s320/Paul_Rudd+-+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188639864812520962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the day after I had the chance to say hello to Melora Hardin at the restaurant I had a "party in the lobby" and in that group of 8 with two kids was Mr. Paul Rudd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a big fan of Mr. Rudd. I won't say everything he's done has been great but even Al Pacino has done some stupid movies sooooo I'll cut him some slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He too was very nice but I didn't really spend much time chatting with him. He was very funny with the two kids (about 1 years old) and played a fake guitar to appease one while in their stroller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was exactly like he looks in film, not smaller or larger. Just Paul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-2554893112673639566?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/2554893112673639566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=2554893112673639566' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/2554893112673639566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/2554893112673639566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2008/04/clueless-about-comedy.html' title='Clueless about comedy'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SAHAd2mUxgI/AAAAAAAAAMg/oZqVlZT0GlU/s72-c/Paul_Rudd+-+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-2932601665046317941</id><published>2008-04-13T00:59:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:01:33.527-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jamaica Jan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SAG-XWmUxfI/AAAAAAAAAMY/dnZmAGSYw_Q/s1600-h/0000007497_20060920143749.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SAG-XWmUxfI/AAAAAAAAAMY/dnZmAGSYw_Q/s320/0000007497_20060920143749.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188637554120115698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope your TiVos are warming up and have already caught the first week of all the good shows. I know I am ready with new episodes of The Office and 30 Rock and I am stoked out of my mind to watch them (when I want thanks to TiVo).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was working at the restaurant the other day and who was at a table on the patio but Ms(?). Melora Hardin--aka Jan Levinson--aka Jamaica Jan. Well I had to find the server and take the food to the table so I had a reason to approach her. I dropped off her Cobb salad without blue cheese crumbles and told her that my TiVo was set and I was very happy to have them back and wished her a great season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was so very nice. She engaged me in conversation and then later asked me another question about parking and said, "thanks again for the encouragement."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, Melora...no problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and she is very beautiful. I'm down with Cougars. There...I said it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-2932601665046317941?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/2932601665046317941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=2932601665046317941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/2932601665046317941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/2932601665046317941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-hope-your-tivos-are-warming-up-and.html' title='Jamaica Jan'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/SAG-XWmUxfI/AAAAAAAAAMY/dnZmAGSYw_Q/s72-c/0000007497_20060920143749.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-3344667643183862876</id><published>2008-03-31T16:07:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:01:33.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...my time in New York...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R_FvaXCeohI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/WsepJlenFUg/s1600-h/2367511277_3e00c4c7b1_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R_FvaXCeohI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/WsepJlenFUg/s320/2367511277_3e00c4c7b1_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184047144731845138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was recently contacted about coming on board in a very loose way with &lt;a href="http://www.gearpatrol.com/"&gt;GearPatrol&lt;/a&gt; to be an "outreach coordinator." That job entails pretty much whatever I want it to but with the growing number of hits on &lt;a href="http://www.gearpatrol.com/"&gt;GearPatrol&lt;/a&gt; it will no doubt increase in responsibility and fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was evident as I was sent to New York recently via General Motors and given press passes and invites to a number of industry luncheons and press conferences where new vehicles were revealed and I learned quite a bit about some GM companies (Cadillac, GMC, Saturn, Saab, Pontiac, Chevrolet) and had some great interviews with VPs of design, CEO of GM Bob Lutz, PR staff and many more. It was a great trip on a professional level and I made great contacts, exchanged business cards and was treated very well by GM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I was impressed by a number of vehicles in the domestic market from Ford and Pontiac. I never thought I'd like a Pontiac but they are really using the two door coupe (most noticed from Transformers as Bumble Bee) called the Solstice and a newly unveiled &lt;a href="http://www.gearpatrol.com/blog/2008/03/19/2009-pontiac-solstice-targa-top-coupe-2008-ny-auto-show/"&gt;Solstice hard top&lt;/a&gt; convertible. So take a look at those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had a number of other cars catch my eyes and you can read all about them from my GearPatrol post so &lt;a href="http://gearpatrol.com/blog/2008/03/31/2008-new-york-auto-show-recap/"&gt;check that out&lt;/a&gt; and check out the site. I think you might like it. If you just want to jump to photos from the show you can click &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25097549@N07/sets/72157604278240698/show/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also while in NY I had the chance to see many friends and that was a treat that would have happened given a plane ticket these days (Note: who says, 'these days'???).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-3344667643183862876?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/3344667643183862876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=3344667643183862876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/3344667643183862876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/3344667643183862876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-york-auto-show.html' title='...my time in New York...'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R_FvaXCeohI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/WsepJlenFUg/s72-c/2367511277_3e00c4c7b1_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-4292719009199103880</id><published>2008-03-31T15:47:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:01:33.749-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...the Easter Chronicles...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R_FugHCeogI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Ysr4yzFHZcE/s1600-h/surprise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R_FugHCeogI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Ysr4yzFHZcE/s320/surprise.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184046144004465154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I had the chance to do something I love...no, not scuba dive or dine with great actors or be cast in a great sit-com...I had the chance to surprise someone. This was not just anyone, however. I flew into Knoxville for Easter to surprise my mom. It was a great setup. I was in New York covering the 2008 New York Auto Show (see above post) for GearPatrol. I had already planned on going to Knoxville and the NY trip worked perfectly into my plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The setup was simple, the whole family knew about the surprise so they took mom to dinner at Calhoun's at Turkey Creek. My best friend picked me up from the airport Friday and we hung for a few hours in the afternoon. Then my sister picked me up and dropped me near the restaurant and called ahead to tell my mom that one of her friends randomly called and was going to be at dinner with them so they would get a table for 5 and not just 4. Then I received a text from my brother telling me the timing was good and alerting me to their location in the restaurant. I walked in and they were directly behind the entrance wall and I came in right after the server so I was blocked by her...well she was short so half of me was blocked by her. Anyway, I pulled up a chair and asked what everyone was getting for dinner. Gave a "sup mom?" head nod and started drinking my water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom just looked at me for a minute then realized what was up. It was a great moment and I'm so thankful my family was able to hold the secret. I know some of you also knew of my planned trip so thanks for not leaking it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have pictures from Easter for your viewing pleasure as well. You have to click &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bradleyhasemeyer/sets/72157604283415361/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to see them b/c the slideshow feature from Flickr isn't working currently. Sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-4292719009199103880?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/4292719009199103880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=4292719009199103880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/4292719009199103880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/4292719009199103880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter-chronicles.html' title='...the Easter Chronicles...'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R_FugHCeogI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Ysr4yzFHZcE/s72-c/surprise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-1602283877466474376</id><published>2008-03-14T12:41:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:01:34.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...being a guy has never been SO good...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gearpatrol.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R9rXU8OuBlI/AAAAAAAAAMA/DF9Q4mKVJJ8/s320/header_image_gp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177687476381025874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So other than not having to shave or wax under our arms, legs and (ahem) other...places, not having to give birth, wear make up or feel the pressure to have a thousand unnecessary pillows on our bed there are even bigger and better reasons to be a man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gearpatrol.com is set up to show us "What being a man has never been so good."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to know about a new iPod docking station, a stove-top smoker, the newest innovation in tennis racket technology, an uber efficient 'green' house or a special edition Porsche? This is the site for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I wanted to bring your attention to it because I will soon be writing some contibuting bits and articles, possible vlog (video blog) entries, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So put it on your toolbar, check it out and check back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gearpatrol.com/"&gt;Gear Patrol&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-1602283877466474376?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/1602283877466474376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=1602283877466474376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/1602283877466474376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/1602283877466474376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2008/03/being-guy-has-never-been-so-good.html' title='...being a guy has never been SO good...'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R9rXU8OuBlI/AAAAAAAAAMA/DF9Q4mKVJJ8/s72-c/header_image_gp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-1441706254761709359</id><published>2008-03-05T11:54:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T11:59:39.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well the 5th and final episode of 2/8 Life is here. I am in this one in the middle and the end. It was a fun project to work on and has gotten some good online buzz due in large part to the face Quarter Life (the show we are spoofing) has been picked up by CBS or NBC...I forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, spread the link and always comments are welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.icn.tv/watch/30"&gt;http://www.icn.tv/watch/30&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-1441706254761709359?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/1441706254761709359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=1441706254761709359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/1441706254761709359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/1441706254761709359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2008/03/well-5th-and-final-episode-of-28-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-1105653518226608009</id><published>2008-02-24T22:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T22:53:25.369-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...as if you needed a reason to have a kid...</title><content type='html'>I just love this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EBM854BTGL0&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EBM854BTGL0&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&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/20699890-1105653518226608009?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/1105653518226608009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=1105653518226608009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/1105653518226608009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/1105653518226608009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2008/02/as-if-you-needed-reason-to-have-kid.html' title='...as if you needed a reason to have a kid...'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-3588516841190563773</id><published>2008-02-24T22:46:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T22:50:07.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...I just wanted to share...</title><content type='html'>This was a video I helped some friends of mine with a few months ago. Peter (the guy in the tie) wrote and garage banded the tracks. It was fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OSKskRDGgWI&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OSKskRDGgWI&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&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/20699890-3588516841190563773?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/3588516841190563773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=3588516841190563773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/3588516841190563773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/3588516841190563773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-just-wanted-to-share.html' title='...I just wanted to share...'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-3453354299027606492</id><published>2008-02-22T12:10:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T12:11:18.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...listen to this story about a dog being stolen..</title><content type='html'>This is from a friend of a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unreal to me that someone would do this to a dog!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2QCBbY8GVv0&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2QCBbY8GVv0&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&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/20699890-3453354299027606492?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/3453354299027606492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=3453354299027606492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/3453354299027606492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/3453354299027606492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2008/02/listen-to-this-story-about-dog-being.html' title='...listen to this story about a dog being stolen..'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-80201264639218823</id><published>2008-02-17T13:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T13:43:55.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...flutes are cool, I guess...</title><content type='html'>So a friend sent me this link and I think this is pretty cool. Check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8jDv_fYvG6k&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8jDv_fYvG6k&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&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/20699890-80201264639218823?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/80201264639218823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=80201264639218823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/80201264639218823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/80201264639218823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2008/02/flutes-are-cool-i-guess.html' title='...flutes are cool, I guess...'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-5788078493239645971</id><published>2008-02-12T13:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T13:12:16.905-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...you should check this out...</title><content type='html'>Hello all. I wanted to take a second to give you a head's up about an online show I am slightly connected with. As some of you know, I was in a show called "Wanna B" (still being pitched and getting good reviews) and out of that, I was called in for a small role on a project called "2/8 Life". This is a spoof to some degree of "Quarter Life," an online show from a producer who did "My So Called Life" way back in the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So these guys I worked with have a new website with some pretty funny content. It's &lt;a href="http://icn.tv"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Independent Comedy Network&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So check them out. My episode is #5 which will be out in a few weeks. I'll repost and let people know when that comes up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then--enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://icn.tv"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;embed src="http://blip.tv/play/g3enr3g" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="412"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-5788078493239645971?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/5788078493239645971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=5788078493239645971' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/5788078493239645971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/5788078493239645971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2008/02/you-should-check-this-out.html' title='...you should check this out...'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-6275251736543836600</id><published>2008-02-10T23:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:01:34.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...site for sore eyes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R7ABKuPF9QI/AAAAAAAAAL4/51Z-etqMe8g/s1600-h/85495156_b6c3a686f4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R7ABKuPF9QI/AAAAAAAAAL4/51Z-etqMe8g/s320/85495156_b6c3a686f4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165630056315614466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I have officially launched my personal website. The purpose of this site is to give updates and information about my professional acting career. I will update it (and prob my blog too) when I get new work so keep on the look out. It's hard to remember but maybe you can come up with some word pictures or associations to remind yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bradleyhasemeyer.com/"&gt;www.bradleyhasemeyer.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-6275251736543836600?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/6275251736543836600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=6275251736543836600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/6275251736543836600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/6275251736543836600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2008/02/site-for-sore-eyes.html' title='...site for sore eyes...'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R7ABKuPF9QI/AAAAAAAAAL4/51Z-etqMe8g/s72-c/85495156_b6c3a686f4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-3260484289862047602</id><published>2008-01-27T14:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:01:34.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R50LHgmXnXI/AAAAAAAAALg/PrOkRevrWEY/s1600-h/l3_main_ski_12_pg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R50LHgmXnXI/AAAAAAAAALg/PrOkRevrWEY/s320/l3_main_ski_12_pg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160292971674312050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day began again like the others with an early morning and arrival at a church with locked doors. So we moved our meeting location to a house where some of the group were living. We proceeded to engage in one of the best discussions I have been a part of regarding film and working in the entertainment industry as believers. There were many great lessons and thoughts that came out over that hour and a half period. One thing we talked about was that we need to be able to speak into people’s lives on a daily basis through films and our relationships. We talked about being honest with others and ourselves and DEEPLY getting to know others and letting them know us. All life has pain, that’s the nature of an existence divided from God’s love, and we have to acknowledge that. However, unlike many of the films we saw these past few days and some you see mainstream, there is hope. We must acknowledge our limps—as it were—but instead of leaving it in despair and anguish we bring a hope to it. We are called to “limp with hope.” There is something so beautiful to me about that. It’s not about ignoring pain or hurt but rather coming alongside someone and showing them our limp and then our hope. That was a great discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that…I went skiing. Oh my gosh. Today was gorgeous and I had the chance to ski with Tony, another guy from our group and a director and producer from Tony’s movie. I didn’t plan on skiing so I had to wear my jeans and a borrowed pair of Gap fleece gloves (not waterproof) but decided to go for it anyway. I had so much fun. There was a lot of powder and different this time was we did a lot of off-terrain and through the trees (or into them) versus the aggressive double-black diamonds of Tahoe. I was covered head to toe in powder after pretty much rolling down a hill and falling a number of times. My legs burned from the 4 hours of skiing but my sides hurt worse from laughing so hard at each of us falling and crashing. It was a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier in the day I had been invited to go to the Sundance awards ceremony. I jumped at the chance and was thrilled to be a part of that show. It was such an amazing experience to walk into the green room and be there with Sandra Oh, Felicity Huffman, William H. Macy (the host of the night), Quentin Tarantino and a few others. Pretty cool. The night was a fun night with great food and some good awards. After the show was a great party. There was a huge dance floor and after a little bit of DJ warm up, I hit the floor and hit it hard. Yes, the rumors are true. I did battle dance a few guys, had some people take my picture and video and felt good about my contribution.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-3260484289862047602?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/3260484289862047602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=3260484289862047602' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/3260484289862047602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/3260484289862047602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2008/01/day-4_27.html' title='Day 4'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R50LHgmXnXI/AAAAAAAAALg/PrOkRevrWEY/s72-c/l3_main_ski_12_pg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-4944729203403961267</id><published>2008-01-27T14:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:01:34.712-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R50KaAmXnWI/AAAAAAAAALY/Z38WgzkbgSo/s1600-h/birds_of_america.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R50KaAmXnWI/AAAAAAAAALY/Z38WgzkbgSo/s320/birds_of_america.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160292189990264162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very similar beginning to the day (save the fact that I had 4 hours of sleep) with our early rise, quick breakfast and discussion time regarding culture. Then I hopped a bus and took off for what has been the best film this festival (to date) for me. Birds of America. I am telling you right now that once this movie is purchased and then makes it to a theater within a 2-hour drive of your house you GO. Matthew Perry, Ginnifer Goodwin, Ben Foster and Lauren Graham round out this fantastic cast. It is great to see Matthew Perry in a role again that he inhabits and lives out. There are so many times you forget you are watching a movie and that is what I love. After Matthew Perry’s father dies, he is thrust into taking care of the house left to him in the will, as well as his younger sister, brother and invalid mother—at age 18.  He is waiting for his tenure as a teacher before having kids and all seems like an average suburban life. Enter stage left: brother—who is unstable and brilliantly tough to understand, and sister who has been running for the past few years not knowing why. They all collide and Matthew Perry is confronted with issues of how to be an older brother, different than his father, a leading husband and a man who finally stands up for himself. I connected with a lot of the moments in the film and felt the ease of the cast and their reality of the situations was touching and human and truthful. It is my Little Miss Sunshine for this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left there feeling on top of cloud nine and had a great discussion with the number of other guys from the summit who were with me there. We then got on the waitlist line for Pretty Bird with Paul Giamati and Billy Crudup. The first question after the film was over was, “What just happened? What did we just see?” To which the director answered, “Yeah, I know, right?!” It was lame and left me with a headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a ticket for the next show and had some time to burn so I just stuck around the tent area, made some phone calls and talked to people in line. The openness of everyone during this festival and willingness to talk about film is a dream for an extrovert like myself. I had a $8.25 half ham sandwich and cup of chili and talked with a girl who works for the Chicago International Film Festival. She is employed full-time and year-round readying the festival for October. Her job is to go to other festivals, watch entries, meet people and have fun. Sound like fun, huh? They finally opened up the doors for ticket holders and my friend and I went to, Anywhere USA. This movie was told in three parts and I will say it was bold in its technique AND the guys were from Ashville so that was pretty neat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I was able to join a friend of mine for an industry party and meet some interesting people. It was a party for friends of the director and I got to meet a lot of people. One lady I met and talked to about her pig farm, raising peacocks and starting her own RV park which she is selling. She also spoke to me about her husband. They are currently going through a divorce and after hearing of the repression and verbal abuse and emotional manipulation I felt heavy and sad. I did have the boldness to speak very openly with her about her pain and felt honored to be in that position.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-4944729203403961267?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/4944729203403961267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=4944729203403961267' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/4944729203403961267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/4944729203403961267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2008/01/day-4.html' title='Day 3'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R50KaAmXnWI/AAAAAAAAALY/Z38WgzkbgSo/s72-c/birds_of_america.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-6400727328743436694</id><published>2008-01-27T14:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:01:34.929-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R50NcQmXnZI/AAAAAAAAALw/12o4qI6z_I4/s1600-h/228782957_3a07821042_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R50NcQmXnZI/AAAAAAAAALw/12o4qI6z_I4/s320/228782957_3a07821042_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160295527179853202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a wakeup time of 6:30 mountain time (5:30 emotionally) I woke up, showered, grabbed a quick bite to eat and then loaded up in the van to head to our first meeting. My morning commute was gorgeous! The sun was painting the sky with pastel yellows and pinks and the deep snow and silent town seemed as if it were all frozen (it was also very cold) in time. Ten foot icicles dripping from the roof to the ground of surrounding houses and cars covered in feet of snow made for quite a scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met up with the other half of our group and had a time of introductions, light breakfast and began our discussions on culture, being cultural leaders and just touched on some of the Bonhoffer texts we had been reading. One element I loved that was brough up was the difference between trying to change people and trying to love people. Are you supposed to say, “Man, I wish those writers from Knocked Up and Superbad would just change” versus “Why don’t we produce and contribute quality stuff?” It was an interesting point and thought to really dwell on. Awesome.Really the purpose was to set up a framework to discuss and watch the upcoming movies. We left there and went straight to a Q&amp;amp;A session with the writer, director, actors and producer of a movie we hadn’t seen yet. Though I don’t recommend going to a session where people talk about something you have no knowledge (though arguably this is how my entire junior year of English was in high school) it was still pretty interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sundance is known as a film festival showcasing upcoming talent and culturally conscious and aware movies. That’s the idea, at least. I left with a small group and headed to my first film the dark comedy, Choke. It was…interesting. You can look it up if you want. It was adapted (7 years in the making) from a book of the same author of Fight Club. This one had a very similar feel of disconnectedness and you find yourself questioning the reality and who you can trust. There was a very blatant God element in it that says people are not born bad or wrong but they choose it and you can just change yourself and choose away from that. Interesting thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I busted a move across the “campus” area and got a number for the wait list on another movie I wanted to see called, The Mysteries of Pittsburgh, and I was number 151 on the list. You have to arrive 2 hours before the movie to get a number then come back 30 minutes before and stand in line…outside…in the snow and very cold temps. WORTH IT! So I made some phone calls in a warm lobby and then headed back. I stood outside for about 25 minutes and then found out I was 30 people too deep in the pack to get in and the movie was sold out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to go to mainstreet and eat and look at over-priced snow trinkets. I grabbed lunch a pizzeria that had somehow legally price fixed it’s limited menu for this festival. I seriously doubt people normally pay close to $20 for a 10-inch pizza. I mean I live in LA and that’s expensive. It was above average but not more than a Midwestern steak dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent some time walking around downtown and the snow began to crash around me. Huge flakes and snowstorm-like conditions led me to take the bus instead of walking the half-mile back to the headquarters. It was packed and took forever to get to my next movie, The Year of Getting to Know Us. Sharon Stone, Lucy Lui, Jimmy Fallon, Tom Arnold and my friend Tony Hale. It was a very interesting movie that dealt with deep issues of family, especially father-son and father-mother. After sticking around for a Q&amp;amp;A with the cast—where Tom Arnold rambled like the drunk uncle making a wedding toast—I took off with some friends and went to a second dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had FANTASTIC conversation talking about industry stuff, wives (again), and totally unpacking some of the movies we had seen during the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we left (around 11:00p.m.) I decided I wanted to see if there was a chance I’d make a movie that had caught my eye, The Sunshine Cleaners. So I left and asked a group of people where the theater was and some girl said she was going there so we walked together to the bus stop and got to the theater. Neither of us had a ticket so we were hopeful. We got there and I pulled a number (171) for the wait list knowing the theater only holds 400 and she pulled a 172. We decided to try our hand outside and ask for tickets. Finally we found a guy who we bought a ticket from and also gave us a #8 waitlist—almost certain to get in. Danielle took the ticket and I took the number. Turns out that number had been given to a guy in our group b/c some guy he met in line left early then this guy bought a ticket so gave it to the guy I got it from. I didn’t realize this divine transaction occurred until after the movie when I was talking about it with our group. Pretty cool. It felt like the whole thing (last minute decision, meet girl and we exchange cards, get #8, see movie) was purposed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really liked this movie. The delightful Alan Arkin and the hideous and not even slightly attractive duo of Amy Adams and Emily Blunt made it hard to watch but worth it. I won’t spend time with the synop but there are some really touching scenes. Maybe it was b/c I was tired, maybe the 100% packed theater, maybe I was watching a movie starting at midnight but I was moved big time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-6400727328743436694?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/6400727328743436694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=6400727328743436694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/6400727328743436694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/6400727328743436694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2008/01/day-2.html' title='Day 2'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R50NcQmXnZI/AAAAAAAAALw/12o4qI6z_I4/s72-c/228782957_3a07821042_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-6552392818589314601</id><published>2008-01-27T14:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:01:35.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R50L0QmXnYI/AAAAAAAAALo/8JwcP_GcEqo/s1600-h/JetBlue2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R50L0QmXnYI/AAAAAAAAALo/8JwcP_GcEqo/s320/JetBlue2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160293740473458050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a great flight from Burbank to Salt Lake on Jet Blue—btw: huge fan of Jet Blue b/c directv with a personal screen for each passenger, great leg room, easy boarding and deplaning and quick luggage—where we landed in 12 degree weather. Our group of about 10 guys waited for a few others from NYC to get in and then we loaded up a ‘church van’ and left for our houses. Two families are playing host to our group of 14 this year. My family are two elderly folks who have a beautiful multi-bedroom with the requisite mountain chalet-style decorations such as antique brooms, leather snowshoes and Thomas Kinkaid lake scenes on the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived a bit late but some guys still had business to take care of in town (we are about 20 minutes away from the festival) and the rest of us stayed behind and watched a great match from the Australian Open and talked about wives (theirs) and writing movies, the strike, television trends, etc. It was really fun conversation and I loved getting the perspective of these Christians in the industry and seeing how they were able to have a family and not be millionaires. That’s very encouraging to me and I was left with a great excitement about the next few days of living with these guys, seeing movies, talking about those movies and getting to know other Christian artists.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-6552392818589314601?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/6552392818589314601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=6552392818589314601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/6552392818589314601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/6552392818589314601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2008/01/day-1.html' title='Day 1'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R50L0QmXnYI/AAAAAAAAALo/8JwcP_GcEqo/s72-c/JetBlue2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-2789465870188047867</id><published>2008-01-22T23:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T23:15:14.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...it's official...</title><content type='html'>I finally have my domain and a website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to view my professional acting website (meaning the website acts professional) go to &lt;a href="http://www.bradleyhasemeyer.com"&gt;www.bradleyhasemeyer.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be updating it with my work and still probably posting stuff on here too but just wanted to let y'all know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ait. Enjoy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-2789465870188047867?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/2789465870188047867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=2789465870188047867' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/2789465870188047867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/2789465870188047867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-official.html' title='...it&apos;s official...'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-6460920438303024118</id><published>2008-01-22T21:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:01:35.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...you have GOT to be kidding me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R5bNhgmXnUI/AAAAAAAAALI/zu0N22EFJUE/s1600-h/overview_bigair_one20080115.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R5bNhgmXnUI/AAAAAAAAALI/zu0N22EFJUE/s320/overview_bigair_one20080115.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158536398769724738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm at home just doing laundry and this ad comes on and a notebook computer is pulled from an inter-office memo file.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the new MacBook Air. UNREAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basic stuff:&lt;br /&gt;1) 3lbs&lt;br /&gt;2) Standard 80gb hard drive intel duo core 2 processor&lt;br /&gt;3) Ability to access another disc drive on a computer to install information (there is not a drive on the Air...i.e. on slot for a DVD or CD)&lt;br /&gt;4) It has an LED screen and backlit keyboard&lt;br /&gt;5) It is aluminum so very strong&lt;br /&gt;6) It's awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are planning on the fact that most people who need portable computers will be in wireless areas to utilize all they might need--files online, rent movies from iTunes now, and of course antiquated e-mail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/macbookair/#ad"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the new commercial&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-6460920438303024118?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/6460920438303024118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=6460920438303024118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/6460920438303024118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/6460920438303024118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2008/01/you-have-go-to-be-kidding-me.html' title='...you have GOT to be kidding me...'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R5bNhgmXnUI/AAAAAAAAALI/zu0N22EFJUE/s72-c/overview_bigair_one20080115.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-4389507024279586244</id><published>2008-01-20T22:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:01:35.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>....to dance in the sun...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R5RBC7FLERI/AAAAAAAAALA/2oAVUJdR8hQ/s1600-h/sundance_film_festival.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R5RBC7FLERI/AAAAAAAAALA/2oAVUJdR8hQ/s320/sundance_film_festival.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157818991720993042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun+dance. Other than my mom and bacon, there are not two things I like more than the Sun and dancing. In a few days (wed) I will get on a flight to go to Park City, Utah for the last half of the Sundance Film Festival. I will be going with a group from LA made up of writers, actors, documentarians, producers and others involved with the film industry. The quaint city of Park City with it's highs in the 20s and lows in the single digits will host our group for three days of watching movies, discussing movies, attending parties, networking, standing in lines for more movies, eating while running between theaters, sleeping very little and hopefully laughing and learning ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So Bradley just goes off to these things because he is that cool, huh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I assure you of two things:&lt;br /&gt;1) Yes.&lt;br /&gt;2) I was invited by a friend of mine who is heading up our "cultural leadership summit"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our purpose is not only to do all the aforementioned, but to find a way as Christians to be relevant and speak a "new language that is quite non-religious." How do we take one of the most prolific and popular methods of storytelling and speak truth and redemption into the lives of the audience? How do we be cultural leaders within this media?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing my pastor said recently in a sermon regarding Luke 19: 11-27 talking about using your minas (abilities, gifts, talents) is that if we are good at being pastry chefs, our job is "not to make (only) croissants in the shape of the Virgin Mary." We are to be the best at what we do in order to glorify God. I loved this illustration (because I was hungry)! I think this is a great picture of what I want to be doing in LA and the entertainment industry. I am here to use my gifts to the the top of their potential, not for better "Jesus films" but for better films that speak truth. Movies that matter. All truth is God's truth. Romans 11 says, "For from him and through him and to him are all things. To him be the glory forever. Amen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say I am learning so much about how much little I know about God. There is great confusion and yet great clarity simultaneously. All I can do is submit to Jesus' words in the garden before being taken, "not my will but yours be done." Those words are the hardest and most powerful words I can imagine saying. I have felt that difficulty recently in my life with relationships, career stuff and just life. It always seemed so neat on that felt board in Sunday school. It is so much messier than that when you are pounding the ground and weeping because you know that it's not about your will and you CAN relinquish control to our God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a tangent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am heading to change the world. Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for this this time:&lt;br /&gt;1) I'll learn&lt;br /&gt;2) I'll further my career&lt;br /&gt;3) I'll be warm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-4389507024279586244?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/4389507024279586244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=4389507024279586244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/4389507024279586244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/4389507024279586244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2008/01/to-dance-in-sun.html' title='....to dance in the sun...'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R5RBC7FLERI/AAAAAAAAALA/2oAVUJdR8hQ/s72-c/sundance_film_festival.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-2576013685317068093</id><published>2007-12-29T21:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T21:33:09.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cage-fighter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bradleyhasemeyer/2148227696/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2345/2148227696_0660cddf13_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bradleyhasemeyer/2148227696/"&gt;IMG_5262.jpg&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/bradleyhasemeyer/"&gt;Bradley Hasemeyer&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I think National Treasure two was good. I don't really know because I was too busy analyzing the fake looking props and pixels of Nic Cage's eyes. That wasn't because my keen eyesight or "insight into the industry that taints the way I watch movies." No, I was sitting on the second row. I left with a headache, neckache and overall dissatisfaction for the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do think it had more to do with my seat than Nic Cage's lame toupee like hair piece or the way too over-the-top effects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worth the see, I think.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-2576013685317068093?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/2576013685317068093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=2576013685317068093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/2576013685317068093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/2576013685317068093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2007/12/cage-fighter.html' title='Cage-fighter'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2345/2148227696_0660cddf13_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-9208133575659858641</id><published>2007-12-28T23:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:01:35.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...I know Paris Hilton</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R3YDPLFLEQI/AAAAAAAAAK4/RvSozV4pFHI/s1600-h/nm_paris_hilton_070425_ms.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R3YDPLFLEQI/AAAAAAAAAK4/RvSozV4pFHI/s320/nm_paris_hilton_070425_ms.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149306783152148738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.k. well kind of! Let me set up this amazing story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been in Knoxville the past 11 days (stories and unfortunate pictures to follow) and left this a.m. from K-town at 9 a.m. (Yes, that means right now I'm up for 20 hours now) I connected in Atlanta which infected and effected every plane that got near that airport due to bad weather. So my flight was delayed and my power walking ninja speed was used to no real avail. I even considered jumping from one clogged escalator onto the other one and look awesome in the process. BUT if LA has taught me anything it's that you look super la, la, la if you hurry up just to wait and end up next to the people you nearly knocked down (or ran over) to get there. So I restrained myself and made it with plenty of time to the delayed flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally boarded and ended up sitting next to a very nice girl. We chatted for just second starting from her opening remark that she almost bought Steve Martin's new autobiography (self-corrected biography) but instead chose some novel that looked as if it involved gold, lawyers and a love triangle--potentially a love hexagon judging by the large size of it. She pretty much wanted to sleep so she did most of the 4:45 long trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toward the end she remarked that she had another plane to catch that day and I gave her some advice and said she'd better hurry to make it to another airport to take off in time. She very graciously remarked that it was a private jet. NICE! She was off to Vegas for New Year's. NICE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept digging because I am both nosy and...well I guess that's it really. Turns out this girl is pretty tight with a certain celebrity known as Paris Hilton. She never came out and said it but flashed me a candid picture of said star apparently relaxing by the window of the plane my (new) friend would be flying in and said, "we are good friends."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no reason to doubt this girl but I will say that 97% of people lease cars here. That says something. There is such pressure to maintain a facade that often times people forget reality. This girl seemed more down to earth BUT...ya know?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward about 6 hours and we have landed and I've changed clothes and gone straight to work. Late tonight a girl walks in not 5 minutes after I'm telling this story and I'm thinking, "that looks like Paris Hilton." Now outside of LA you would see people and note their resemblance to some star and move on. I forgot that in LA that's probably the actual star and not a look-a-like. Sure enough, being sat at table 16 is Ms. Hilton and a guy I recognized but didn't know his name. My friend I was telling this story to said, "now's your chance to see if that girl from the plane was real or not."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I greeted the table, took the order and delivered the food. I had run the scenarios a number of times on how I would begin this strange 'do you know' conversation, "I know your best friend," or "I don't know how to say this," or "do you want to hang out sometime." All seemed viable options but I chose to play it in the moment. I just went up to the table and told the same, but condensed, story from above. Sure enough--they do know each other. So Paris (we are on a first name basis now) texts her friend who sat next to me on the plane and she remembered me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was blown away by the most absolutely random connection that I had experienced in a matter of hours spanning from the Atlanta airport to table 16 at the restaurant. Global warming actually is real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty crazy that all that would happen within such a short time AND that I'd be working when she came in which anyone could only remember her being there one other time in the 5 years its been open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we are going running tomm at 10 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J slash K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will say that she was so easy to talk to and her companion was very polite and nice as well. I have people who are a million times more demanding. She was very comfortable and relaxed and was open and approachable. I really appreciated that. So let that influence your view of her, at least a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I got for now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-9208133575659858641?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/9208133575659858641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=9208133575659858641' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/9208133575659858641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/9208133575659858641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-know-paris-hilton.html' title='...I know Paris Hilton'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R3YDPLFLEQI/AAAAAAAAAK4/RvSozV4pFHI/s72-c/nm_paris_hilton_070425_ms.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-4507573293608925590</id><published>2007-12-14T15:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T15:45:02.657-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming up soon</title><content type='html'>I just finished shooting a little part in another web-eisode series. This one is from a production company in Santa Monica at (what seems to be) a great comedy theater called Westside Eclectic. You might remember me saying something about the webseries "Wanna B" that I worked on and shot 5 episodes with. They should be edited and live in late January sometime. Anyway, the director/writer on that--a Matt Vascellero--pulled me into this project for today. I also got to work with the very enjoyable Emily Fox(y); an actress who has a role in an episode of "Wanna B" also. She has class, taste and style and pulls it all off while eating string cheese and chocolate for breakfast. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(was that what you wanted me to say, Emily?)&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As always, the second it's live, I send the link out/post it here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-4507573293608925590?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/4507573293608925590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=4507573293608925590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/4507573293608925590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/4507573293608925590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2007/12/coming-up-soon.html' title='Coming up soon'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-8917877032643859811</id><published>2007-12-11T15:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T15:48:29.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My first time</title><content type='html'>Well I finally did it. I went to an open-mic night at a comedy club here in LA and did a set. Then they asked me back for a showcase a few nights later and brought some friends. It was fun. I did it to prove that I could (to myself) and to test myself. I felt that I did well and was very comfortable on stage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is video of that first night. I figured it'd be worth having and showing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KhHvN17lIK4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KhHvN17lIK4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&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/20699890-8917877032643859811?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/8917877032643859811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=8917877032643859811' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/8917877032643859811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/8917877032643859811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-first-time.html' title='My first time'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-379825165404840076</id><published>2007-12-11T15:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T15:36:08.324-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Construction Fairy</title><content type='html'>Um....yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CUNRGk4f6nE&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CUNRGk4f6nE&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&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/20699890-379825165404840076?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/379825165404840076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=379825165404840076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/379825165404840076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/379825165404840076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2007/12/construction-fairy.html' title='Construction Fairy'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-4056929321773804506</id><published>2007-12-11T15:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T15:02:27.309-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He's that guy</title><content type='html'>Hey guys. This is a video I shot with some friends who work to make videos marketed to churches. If you want to buy the video for usage it's on sermonspice and few other of those sites. I think it's pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hwgea06oNeo&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hwgea06oNeo&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&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/20699890-4056929321773804506?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/4056929321773804506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=4056929321773804506' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/4056929321773804506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/4056929321773804506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2007/12/hes-that-guy.html' title='He&apos;s that guy'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-2416539859461222530</id><published>2007-12-06T19:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:01:36.137-08:00</updated><title type='text'>green (and red) screen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R1i5OavG8MI/AAAAAAAAAKo/bweEwlA-Zls/s1600-h/-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R1i5OavG8MI/AAAAAAAAAKo/bweEwlA-Zls/s320/-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141062631989637314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was in a video that hasn't been totally finished yet but I will show it to you when it does with a friend of mine who has a production company created. Their market is to churches and other Christian groups who need professional media products marketed to their congregations, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this one, I'm on a mantle over a fire at Christmas and am going from one Christmas card to the next and end up jumping into the manger scene and kneeling in front of Jesus with his parents. Then I go from live-action to a sketch. I think it's going to look really good with all the green screen we used and stuff. (random thought: we were in a shady part of town filming and heard bangs like gun shots and didn't really think much about it until we heard police sirens about 10 minutes later...it is LA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is the sketch that makes it to the final piece. Pretty cool, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R1i5WavG8NI/AAAAAAAAAKw/EqD52SpziP4/s1600-h/-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R1i5WavG8NI/AAAAAAAAAKw/EqD52SpziP4/s320/-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141062769428590802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-2416539859461222530?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/2416539859461222530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=2416539859461222530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/2416539859461222530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/2416539859461222530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2007/12/green-and-red-screen.html' title='green (and red) screen'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R1i5OavG8MI/AAAAAAAAAKo/bweEwlA-Zls/s72-c/-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-445749262508636273</id><published>2007-12-06T18:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:01:36.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gunnin' for Style</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R1i33qvG8LI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pjL9Mv7JPgg/s1600-h/project_runway.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R1i33qvG8LI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pjL9Mv7JPgg/s320/project_runway.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141061141635985586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I must say Bravo to Tim Gunn and Heidi Klum and all their goings on with Project Runway. The writers are striking, reality T.V. is at an all time saturation (i.e. lame) point and I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I WAS bored. This show is awesome (said in the voice of Kevin from The Office)! Ahem, I mean the way they shoot and edit and tell the stories of these people is done so creatively and professionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I love the challenges. I love seeing the way these people have to work under pressure (i.e. 30 minutes to sketch, 30 minutes to buy the fabric and material for under $100, get a new model last minute, etc., etc.) and having them under the watchful eye of Tim Gunn is a great move on the part of the show's creators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is that I dare you to watch one episode and NOT find yourself saying things like, "that outfit is hideous," or "that even looks gross on a model," or maybe even yelling at the t.v. "that pleat stitch is so gross!" Not that I've said any of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what...just try it. You'll appreciate your clothes much more. And that is really all life is about anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-445749262508636273?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/445749262508636273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=445749262508636273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/445749262508636273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/445749262508636273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2007/12/gunnin-for-style.html' title='Gunnin&apos; for Style'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R1i33qvG8LI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pjL9Mv7JPgg/s72-c/project_runway.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-3398803239867337375</id><published>2007-12-06T18:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:01:36.622-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Iron and Wine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R1i11KvG8KI/AAAAAAAAAKY/VdjK7vZ5Mx4/s1600-h/iron+and+wine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R1i11KvG8KI/AAAAAAAAAKY/VdjK7vZ5Mx4/s320/iron+and+wine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141058899663057058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is not much else to say other than the fact I saw Iron and Wine in concert. I only knew (about) one song from the Garden State Soundtrack. They were both moving and calming at the same time. Pretty cool experience and in a rad (I said it) venue in downtown LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download "the trapeze swinger"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-3398803239867337375?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/3398803239867337375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=3398803239867337375' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/3398803239867337375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/3398803239867337375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2007/12/iron-and-wine.html' title='Iron and Wine'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R1i11KvG8KI/AAAAAAAAAKY/VdjK7vZ5Mx4/s72-c/iron+and+wine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-6553311165782440757</id><published>2007-12-06T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:01:36.791-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot guys who can cook</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R1i1LavG8JI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/90Y85hteqSI/s1600-h/cooking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R1i1LavG8JI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/90Y85hteqSI/s320/cooking.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141058182403518610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I know that even auditioning for something like this is absurd BUT it involved food and most of you know how much I love to cook...also it paid...and most of you know how much I love to live. So I cooked a dish, went down to meet the casting director who "loved me" and sent my audition video to producers directly (skipping call backs). I was excited about that and thought surely something would come out of that. All I got was a casting director who loved me (and my grilled chicken breast stuffed with goat cheese and rosemary, with mashed sweet potatoes and steamed bok choy). She said she fought for me but no dice. Before I heard that, however, I had to create a follow-up video showing my kitchen (lame) and my personality (less lame). I sent in the video and that was when I found out I wasn't picked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.k. No worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two nights ago I get a phone call from two great friends in Charlotte inquiring as to my knowledge of a show called "Hot Guys Who Can Cook" (on the Style network) and they said I was on the beginning. What??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I TiVoed it and I'm in the beginning alright, with a big X over my face b/c I didn't make it. I'm virtually William Hung without the CD deal with Sony! SUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. It's my T.V. debut...so that's good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-6553311165782440757?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/6553311165782440757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=6553311165782440757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/6553311165782440757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/6553311165782440757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2007/12/hot-guys-who-can-cook.html' title='Hot guys who can cook'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R1i1LavG8JI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/90Y85hteqSI/s72-c/cooking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-6696116506389377139</id><published>2007-12-06T18:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:01:37.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess what? I'm Dutch.</title><content type='html'>I just wondered recently where the expression, "go dutch," meaning to go somewhere alone (often a dance or Prom) came from. Anyway, I booked this ad for a Dutch cellphone company who wanted to display the personal service you get with them. This was shot at a private (i.e. attached to someone's house) studio in Malibu only 50 yards from acres of burnt mountain from the fires. The owners didn't want to leave and so spent all day during the fires spraying water on all the surrounding trees and plants. Pretty real, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shot this against a one-tone background and then just cut me out. It's like using green screen, kind-of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wardrobe was gathered from Target and actually the shoes (the Adidas with the green stripes on the other model....ha...'other' model) are mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R1izAavG8II/AAAAAAAAAKI/tJKgk404nG0/s1600-h/Dutch+travel+print.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R1izAavG8II/AAAAAAAAAKI/tJKgk404nG0/s320/Dutch+travel+print.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141055794401702018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-6696116506389377139?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/6696116506389377139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=6696116506389377139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/6696116506389377139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/6696116506389377139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2007/12/guess-what-im-dutch.html' title='Guess what? I&apos;m Dutch.'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R1izAavG8II/AAAAAAAAAKI/tJKgk404nG0/s72-c/Dutch+travel+print.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-5345907572875902527</id><published>2007-12-06T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:01:37.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A latte' cool features</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R1ivCKvG8GI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/9Shv01whnO0/s1600-h/Photo_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R1ivCKvG8GI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/9Shv01whnO0/s320/Photo_12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141051426419961954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This photo was from a shoot for the new Palm phone. I had been looking for this in magazines and stuff and couldn't find it anywhere. Last night I was walking with a friend to get dinner and saw the ad on a bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the bottom left and there is a zoom-in shot:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R1iwTKvG8HI/AAAAAAAAAKA/TbUSdflmXYw/s1600-h/Photo_12%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R1iwTKvG8HI/AAAAAAAAAKA/TbUSdflmXYw/s320/Photo_12%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141052817989365874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was cool because it shot in about 30 minutes but we were there for about 5 hours. The built the whole set from scratch inside a hanger-styled studio. They had the main photographer on set and I got to watch him do some stuff in Photoshop with still shots of the product. Also, I got to play with the new phone which is significantly smaller than my Treo 650 and offers the essentials for only about $100 so it's big bang for your buck. OH and in case you are wondering, the PC in front of me was changed  from a MacBook Pro at the last minute. I'm still a Mac addict...don't believe everything you see!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-5345907572875902527?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/5345907572875902527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=5345907572875902527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/5345907572875902527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/5345907572875902527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2007/12/few-projects.html' title='A latte&apos; cool features'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R1ivCKvG8GI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/9Shv01whnO0/s72-c/Photo_12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-2533840816301735823</id><published>2007-11-23T14:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:01:37.929-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another for ya</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R0dQX5-RCXI/AAAAAAAAAJw/uZLJibecdYM/s1600-h/larsandtherealgirl_l200708081650.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R0dQX5-RCXI/AAAAAAAAAJw/uZLJibecdYM/s320/larsandtherealgirl_l200708081650.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136162271668537714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I recently had the privilege of going to see Ryan "I'm 26 and been nominated for an Oscar" Gosling in his most recent flick in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lars and The Real Girl. &lt;/span&gt;I thought it was pretty awesome. It was a great movie to just sit back and relax into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were some great scenes about family support and reconciliation that I found particularly moving and Gosling is just fun to watch in this thing. The supporting cast (including the towns people) are so... so ... supporting. It was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are in the mood for something that unconventionally touches you. I send you to Mr. Lars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.apple.com/trailers/mgm/larsandtherealgirl/trailer/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-2533840816301735823?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/2533840816301735823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=2533840816301735823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/2533840816301735823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/2533840816301735823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2007/11/another-for-ya.html' title='Another for ya'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R0dQX5-RCXI/AAAAAAAAAJw/uZLJibecdYM/s72-c/larsandtherealgirl_l200708081650.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-8483455833087200022</id><published>2007-11-21T17:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T17:47:10.518-08:00</updated><title type='text'>one more</title><content type='html'>I found this one too and wanted to post it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Oj4wLjql20s&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Oj4wLjql20s&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&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/20699890-8483455833087200022?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/8483455833087200022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=8483455833087200022' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/8483455833087200022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/8483455833087200022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2007/11/one-more.html' title='one more'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-8034674536595513123</id><published>2007-11-21T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T17:39:00.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'>came across this</title><content type='html'>So I am working on putting together some video stuff and I came across this video I made a few years ago with Nathan Stratton in Charlotte, NC. We were these two guys who were agressive walkers and we used it for our club run-on and I used it a few times as a program theme. I thought it was funny to see it again so I thought I'd share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/liYxuaTXl-A&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/liYxuaTXl-A&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&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/20699890-8034674536595513123?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/8034674536595513123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=8034674536595513123' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/8034674536595513123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/8034674536595513123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2007/11/came-across-this.html' title='came across this'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-2528689837196160615</id><published>2007-11-19T23:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:01:38.107-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping and what not</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R0KKKp-RCWI/AAAAAAAAAJo/YVnkyTprkQs/s1600-h/2044231157_38bbfc7ed5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R0KKKp-RCWI/AAAAAAAAAJo/YVnkyTprkQs/s320/2044231157_38bbfc7ed5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134818440826128738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(picture courtesy of Michael Eller)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;San Clemente is a beautiful spot in Orange County between LA and San Diego and a great spot to do a bit of camping. Saturday night I met up with a few friends who were already down there (hence already set up the tents, started the fire, cooked the food and settled in) and had a blast. We told great stories and caught up, went down to the beach and threw lite-up frisbees at/toward where we thought each other was. It was another night that I thought (and maybe screamed really loud alot) that I love living in California. I got up the next day and had to work early so I left early too but even just being there a few hours sat night and sun early morning was so much fun. This state is wonderful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-2528689837196160615?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/2528689837196160615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=2528689837196160615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/2528689837196160615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/2528689837196160615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2007/11/camping-and-what-not.html' title='Camping and what not'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R0KKKp-RCWI/AAAAAAAAAJo/YVnkyTprkQs/s72-c/2044231157_38bbfc7ed5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-5911682432137043610</id><published>2007-11-19T22:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:01:38.822-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent movie recs</title><content type='html'>There are few things in this world that will fire me up like a great movie. I have seen a few movies recently that I feel like I must make note of and hopefully encourage your attendance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In chronological order starting with most recently:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kite Runner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;This movie was outstanding. It was beautiful and touching. I got the chance to see this with a friend on the Universal Studios lot in a small screening room because she is on the Screen Actors Guild (SAG) voting committee for Academy Awards (Oscars) this year. This was a book turned movie that deals very honestly with cultural differences, honor, family, God (big time) and is dripping in evidences of ravishing grace and unheard of forgiveness. Tears and laughter for me and those around me on this one. BUT it's not really heavy so could be a good date movie...I guess you need a date first, huh? Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R0KCQJ-RCTI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/TLJ0aV7lja4/s1600-h/TheKiteRunnerPoster.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R0KCQJ-RCTI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/TLJ0aV7lja4/s320/TheKiteRunnerPoster.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134809739222386994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No Country For Old Men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;This movie snuck up on me in that I didn't know much about it. Despite spending much time on apple.com/trailers peeping the new movie jams, I missed this one. I got a call from a friend who had an extra ticket to a Q&amp;amp;A with some of the actors of this one and we got to go before it opened around here. This movie was directed by the Cohen brothers (known for midnight-dark comedy) and again adapted from a novel by Cormac Macarthur. I warn you that this movie is NOT like typical American movies in SO MANY WAYS. I was mad at the movie at first but after a little of my fighting and struggling to make it into something it wasn't trying to be I just relaxed and sat back and allowed it to be whatever it was going to be. That was when the beauty climbed to the surface. There are some actors you would recognize but most notably Tommy Lee Jones and all the bravado he brings as an old sheriff in a small Texas town. BIG movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Oh and the face in the background is not Jake Gyllenhal (but I think it kind of looks like him)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R0KEnZ-RCUI/AAAAAAAAAJY/E9UVQ7B2Gvg/s1600-h/no_country_for_old_men_med.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R0KEnZ-RCUI/AAAAAAAAAJY/E9UVQ7B2Gvg/s320/no_country_for_old_men_med.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134812337677601090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Into the Wild&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;What do you get when you take Sean Penn's power and emotion and put it behind the lens and give him a pen (no pun intended) and add the sweeping landscapes of Alaska? You get this fantastic movie. I really loved it. Again, I had only heard a few things about this one and went with friends to this in a full theater after a great Italian meal. This was a movie that grew better and better with time, much like the wine we drank later as we sat around and talked about the elements of this movie: relationships, being true to yourself vs. selfishness, real companionship, God, cultural norms and expectations. Emile Hirsch is great to watch and powerful too in his comfortable and yet Christian Bale-esque body slimming and manipulation. I recommend this one on the largest screen you can find and then sit and talk afterwards. WORTH IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R0KGOp-RCVI/AAAAAAAAAJg/lnSdEhgUPZo/s1600-h/getimage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R0KGOp-RCVI/AAAAAAAAAJg/lnSdEhgUPZo/s320/getimage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134814111499094354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have ONLY heard great things about the Affleck brothers new movie &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gone, Baby Gone&lt;/span&gt; and look forward to watching that, the new &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Indiana Jones&lt;/span&gt;, the new &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Batman&lt;/span&gt;, the new &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;National Treasure&lt;/span&gt;, a movie out right now that one of my friends worked on called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bella&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be Kind Rewind&lt;/span&gt; with Mos Def and Jack Black that looks pretty funny, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;August Rush and so many more&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will leave you with these updates for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bradley&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-5911682432137043610?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/5911682432137043610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=5911682432137043610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/5911682432137043610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/5911682432137043610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2007/11/recent-movie-recs.html' title='Recent movie recs'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/R0KCQJ-RCTI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/TLJ0aV7lja4/s72-c/TheKiteRunnerPoster.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-6024495699058816658</id><published>2007-11-13T17:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:01:39.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>from the East coast with love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/RzpR-oBxMJI/AAAAAAAAAJI/DGw6RkHIIyA/s1600-h/azzi+yang+me+whiteboy_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/RzpR-oBxMJI/AAAAAAAAAJI/DGw6RkHIIyA/s320/azzi+yang+me+whiteboy_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132504861680677010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(L to R) Aziz, Me, Eric&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric Earl Yang is not only a friend but a brother from a different mother. Recently his escapades and gentlemanly shinanagins landed him in my city (known as LA).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great day point five hanging with Yang talking about life, love and all things awesome including watches, boats, movies, music and investing. Good times were had by both as we frequented a Groundlings Improv performance, wonderful breakfast eatery known as The Griddle with 13" pancakes, Rodeo drive to stroll and scoff and sit in traffic--all LA must-dos when in town.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-6024495699058816658?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/6024495699058816658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=6024495699058816658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/6024495699058816658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/6024495699058816658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2007/11/from-east-coast-with-lvoe.html' title='from the East coast with love'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/RzpR-oBxMJI/AAAAAAAAAJI/DGw6RkHIIyA/s72-c/azzi+yang+me+whiteboy_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-3663590278250864209</id><published>2007-11-13T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:01:39.399-08:00</updated><title type='text'>late Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/RzpQOoBxMII/AAAAAAAAAJA/x209dPyElmg/s1600-h/haloween.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/RzpQOoBxMII/AAAAAAAAAJA/x209dPyElmg/s320/haloween.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132502937535328386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo I just wanted to wish everyone a late Happy Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing like a pair of Rec-Specs, short shorts, headband, Rod Stewart wig, A.I. jersey and tall socks on a crisp LA night. Yum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-3663590278250864209?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/3663590278250864209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=3663590278250864209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/3663590278250864209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/3663590278250864209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2007/11/late-happy-halloween.html' title='late Happy Halloween'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/RzpQOoBxMII/AAAAAAAAAJA/x209dPyElmg/s72-c/haloween.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-6983991868288614167</id><published>2007-11-13T17:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:01:40.517-08:00</updated><title type='text'>meeting of the minds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/RzpPgoBxMHI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Wb22-7wFaqs/s1600-h/75876649.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/RzpPgoBxMHI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Wb22-7wFaqs/s320/75876649.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132502147261345906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                               Andy Samberg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/RzpPaYBxMGI/AAAAAAAAAIw/bo-xclsjP08/s1600-h/nm_hill_070803_ms.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/RzpPaYBxMGI/AAAAAAAAAIw/bo-xclsjP08/s320/nm_hill_070803_ms.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132502039887163490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                    Jonah Hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to coffee with some friends and had just left a meeting with another friend who is working on an idea for a webisode (web episode) that I hope to be shooting in the not-too-distant future about.... well I won't tell you yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was at coffee with two other guys this morning (for me it was tea) and in walks Jonah Hill (Super Bad, Knocked Up) and Andy Samberg (SNL, HotRod) and two other guys who I think are writers with Andy. Anyway, they seemed to be pretty cool guys just hanging out and throwing around ideas and stuff. I love to see celebrities as normal 'dudes'. I find it refreshing. Though I think I would have been fine going up and talking to them, I opted to walk away after our coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, pretty cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-6983991868288614167?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/6983991868288614167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=6983991868288614167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/6983991868288614167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/6983991868288614167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2007/11/meeting-of-minds.html' title='meeting of the minds'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/RzpPgoBxMHI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Wb22-7wFaqs/s72-c/75876649.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-6102831573061015253</id><published>2007-11-13T17:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T17:23:46.439-08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to say that I will be doing some mad updating of the past month's events. I have fallen WAY behind in my attempts to keep you all up to speed on what's happening out here. Soooo I am uploading pics and pulling together stories and events I wanted to post about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will begin shortly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-6102831573061015253?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/6102831573061015253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=6102831573061015253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/6102831573061015253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/6102831573061015253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2007/11/updates.html' title='updates'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-6163602424866438029</id><published>2007-10-08T22:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:01:41.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New stuff</title><content type='html'>I am sorry this has taken nearly a month to get back and update you all on what's been going on. I obviously didn't get the Smart Show deal but the girl who won is actually quite good and I think this will be a nice deal for her career. It has taken more than a few days to arrive at that place with sincerity but I am there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I needed to again say thank you so much for all your support and love for my career and for the past Smart Show stuff. Thank you. Your comments alone were worth all the headache--it was encouraging like you can't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got back some headshots which I am excited about and will post a few of those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I booked a non-union pilot gig with these talented writers who produce a few online shows. They are looking to put something together so they can pitch more effectively to networks and online media alike. They have people interested but they want to see what it's about. When we get a few edited and online, I'll let you know. These guys are really good with comedy writing and are influenced by shows like The Office and Curb Your Enthusiasm as well as Arrested Development--all three rely on improvisation and allow this to be pretty free flowing too. We have shot one and will get to another probably in the next week or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have an iPhone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still in my classes and have added a Friday Shakespeare class which has been really awesome and feel like it will help deepen my acting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty much all. These are some of the headshots I am using that are new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/RwsUycTWXII/AAAAAAAAAIQ/_vPm_oAxscY/s1600-h/040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/RwsUycTWXII/AAAAAAAAAIQ/_vPm_oAxscY/s320/040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119208258260065410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/RwsWcsTWXLI/AAAAAAAAAIo/-nU0Nsqx4t4/s1600-h/khaki+suit+small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 285px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/RwsWcsTWXLI/AAAAAAAAAIo/-nU0Nsqx4t4/s320/khaki+suit+small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119210083621166258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/RwsVhMTWXKI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Mz6_WFAaqG4/s1600-h/076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/RwsVhMTWXKI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Mz6_WFAaqG4/s320/076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119209061418949794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/RwsU4cTWXJI/AAAAAAAAAIY/gEAA2r_2Czw/s1600-h/064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/RwsU4cTWXJI/AAAAAAAAAIY/gEAA2r_2Czw/s320/064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119208361339280530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-6163602424866438029?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/6163602424866438029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=6163602424866438029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/6163602424866438029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/6163602424866438029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2007/10/new-stuff.html' title='New stuff'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/RwsUycTWXII/AAAAAAAAAIQ/_vPm_oAxscY/s72-c/040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-232662320207080985</id><published>2007-09-12T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:01:41.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...scandalized...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/RuhR81pY7yI/AAAAAAAAAII/sJWT36uH_r0/s1600-h/DSC07299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/RuhR81pY7yI/AAAAAAAAAII/sJWT36uH_r0/s320/DSC07299.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109423882886508322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Just&lt;/span&gt; when all hope seemed lost...I was down 10,000 votes to Bret Hamilton and looked like I was going to have a solid second place...the tide turns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Smart Show contest has taken a turn. Yes they have cleared all the votes, made us redo our videos or edit them and they will be reposted Thursday, Sept. 13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND Bret will not be there. According to the website he "removed himself" from competition. I will not speculate why this happened or what exactly happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL encourage you to &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;vote again&lt;/span&gt; b/c this time the voting will be really close. It's me against 3 women. Not since middle school four square has this been so intimidating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm asking everyone to continue to vote starting Thur the 13th at 9 a.m. EST until the following Thursday at Noon EST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to re-register or anything. You just vote again like you had been doing and vote EVERYDAY and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;pass this link&lt;/span&gt; to your friends, co-workers, family...anyone, really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again. This is litterally 100% up to you guys. I've done my video, now you must do your part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://iw.rtm.com/thesmartshow"&gt; THIS IS MY LINK &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-232662320207080985?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/232662320207080985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=232662320207080985' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/232662320207080985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/232662320207080985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2007/09/scandalized.html' title='...scandalized...'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/RuhR81pY7yI/AAAAAAAAAII/sJWT36uH_r0/s72-c/DSC07299.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-2998763405594847232</id><published>2007-08-31T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:01:41.882-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...wanna play?...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/RtiON027F1I/AAAAAAAAAIA/qDa69K7pAlw/s1600-h/IMG_3829_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/RtiON027F1I/AAAAAAAAAIA/qDa69K7pAlw/s320/IMG_3829_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104986545802909522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the games begin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The finals began today in a voting competition that pretty much is the equivalent to SGA or student council in high school. Who can drum up the most votes/support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Smart Show Road Show that I posted about one week ago has now posted our final videos and it's your turn to really support me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Go to the link at the bottom of the page&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Register (takes no time and you can use a junk e-mail addy if you want).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Vote 5 thumbs up in each category (three categories) thus giving me 15 points from you for that day and leave a comment AND make sure you hit the submit button at the bottom of the page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Forward the link to all you friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) REPEAT by voting again each day till Sept 13th; one time per day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Watch me online b/c I will be the winner with your help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really 100% up to y'all at this point. Whoever gets the most votes wins. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would be a great thing for me and my career so help a brotha' out and fwd this to all who can help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://iw.rtm.com/thesmartshow/video.asp?VideoID=303&amp;category=3&amp;amp;sort=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://iw.rtm.com/thesmart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;show/video.asp?VideoID=303&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;category=3&amp;amp;sort=1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-2998763405594847232?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/2998763405594847232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=2998763405594847232' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/2998763405594847232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/2998763405594847232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2007/08/wanna-play.html' title='...wanna play?...'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/RtiON027F1I/AAAAAAAAAIA/qDa69K7pAlw/s72-c/IMG_3829_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-2373080251130224669</id><published>2007-08-21T11:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T11:41:50.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...gettin' digits...</title><content type='html'>A friend of mine sent me this link. It is a running clock and stats on world stuff which if you are a numbers guy (like me) or a numbers girl (like....a girl who is a numbers girl) then you will love this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.peterrussell.dreamhosters.com/Odds/WorldClock.php"&gt;This is awesome!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-2373080251130224669?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/2373080251130224669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=2373080251130224669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/2373080251130224669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/2373080251130224669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2007/08/gettin-digits.html' title='...gettin&apos; digits...'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-6512618326116456602</id><published>2007-08-18T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T08:23:08.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A chance to help me out</title><content type='html'>Hey guys. Well I'm asking a last minute favor of y'all. I am submitting for a Holiday Inn hosting position that would allow me to co-host over a 2-month time frame while traveling around the country and doing daily videos (hmmm where have I seen that before?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on this link NOW b/c all submissions have to be rated and voted for and all that b/f Monday I think. &lt;a href="http://iw.rtm.com/thesmartshow/video.asp?VideoID=200&amp;category=5&amp;amp;sort=2#"&gt;Vote from this link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll figure it out. OH and even if you think my audition video is la la la lame, fake it for me...come on. AND you can pass this one to your friends and get them to vote too b/c half of the criteria is to see who can create a following too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://iw.rtm.com/thesmartshow/video.asp?VideoID=200&amp;category=5&amp;amp;sort=2#"&gt;Vote from this link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://iw.rtm.com/thesmartshow/video.asp?VideoID=200&amp;category=5&amp;amp;sort=2#"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-6512618326116456602?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/6512618326116456602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=6512618326116456602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/6512618326116456602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/6512618326116456602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2007/08/hey-guys.html' title='A chance to help me out'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-4621614136811854346</id><published>2007-08-12T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:01:42.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...a few pictures...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/Rr68whIWBII/AAAAAAAAAH4/G2ebgEk9Z5M/s1600-h/1089930655_c4c33d9693.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/Rr68whIWBII/AAAAAAAAAH4/G2ebgEk9Z5M/s320/1089930655_c4c33d9693.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097719369943090306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I recently attended a 6-man volleyball tournament in Manhattan beach (where the AVP is currently being held) and this tournament has teams of 6 men or 6 women play gender brackets to find a winner. The main thing that makes this tourny different than others, however, is that each team picks a uniform and wears it. I saw a UPS team, French Maids, Vikings, the Chicago Cubs complete with a guy playing in full catcher gear, and many more. ALSO what made this interesting is that there were about 2,500 people and there must have been 1000 bikes. I mean this was just a shot of where some of the bikes were. My brother said it looked like a graveyard. The blue bike in the middle really stood out to me. There are other pictures of the tourny on my flickr account on the right. Check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/Rr68EBIWBHI/AAAAAAAAAHw/TRKkP5-6bKA/s1600-h/1089954053_c227294205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/Rr68EBIWBHI/AAAAAAAAAHw/TRKkP5-6bKA/s320/1089954053_c227294205.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097718605438911602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is looking at a cross on a hill near San Diego and shot looking through my glasses lens. I thought it was pretty cool. This hill called Soledad Hill (or something like that) had an amazing view of San Diego and La Jolla. You could see everything from up there and really gave a great perspective to an already beautiful city.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-4621614136811854346?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/4621614136811854346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=4621614136811854346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/4621614136811854346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/4621614136811854346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2007/08/few-pictures.html' title='...a few pictures...'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/Rr68whIWBII/AAAAAAAAAH4/G2ebgEk9Z5M/s72-c/1089930655_c4c33d9693.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699890.post-142067112615771998</id><published>2007-08-02T23:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:01:42.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...getting mooned on Sunset Blvd...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/RrLRTxIWBGI/AAAAAAAAAHo/m0JFuv5vHsU/s1600-h/993523053_aa3cfeeded.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/RrLRTxIWBGI/AAAAAAAAAHo/m0JFuv5vHsU/s320/993523053_aa3cfeeded.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094364266045506658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was driving home after hanging out at a friend's house and saw this great scene with the almost full moon right in the middle of the street. I tried to get shots from my car but couldn't make it work. So I pulled over into a store parking lot and used the crosswalk a few times to snap off a few shots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20699890-142067112615771998?l=bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/142067112615771998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20699890&amp;postID=142067112615771998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/142067112615771998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20699890/posts/default/142067112615771998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradleyhasemeyer.blogspot.com/2007/08/getting-mooned-on-sunset-blvd.html' title='...getting mooned on Sunset Blvd...'/><author><name>Bradley Hasemeyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799130034658898360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DSsRQmxdzJM/RrLRTxIWBGI/AAAAAAAAAHo/m0JFuv5vHsU/s72-c/993523053_aa3cfeeded.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
