<?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-8377696113547017644</id><updated>2012-02-16T06:11:52.420-08:00</updated><category term='Beginning'/><title type='text'>Ideas From Mars</title><subtitle type='html'>creating something from scratch</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Matthew Aaron Rodriguez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861613669134179036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SWJYoJ4E4cI/AAAAAAAAADQ/zyd_FKm2bYE/S220/1878_model+typewriter.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377696113547017644.post-578718672198611099</id><published>2011-02-04T07:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T08:11:12.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EMBER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Levi Drake was born early. Premature and small.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Family all deceased in a house fire.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jon Russel, a local fireman, found the baby in its crib, eyes, closed, with an ashy blanket on him. His skin covered in a light charcoal color. He opened his eyes, they were a beautiful ember color.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was a miracle. An anomaly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Slowly as he cooled, and Jon rocked him, His color slowly faded to normal. His limbs first, up to his body, then head, then mouth was the last thing to turn.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So the community would not know, the boy was secretly taken out and raised by Jon Russel as his own.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was a secret that only 4 firefighters knew. They including the Captain, Jon, Mark, and a new recruit, young Lucas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jon Russel, along with his wife raised the baby as well as they could. They loved him as if he was their own. they loved him knowing how special he was. They named him Levi Drake Russel.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It wasn’t until later in his life when he discovered his power. And learned about his past.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is Ember&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c362/mattybones/EMBER.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 481px; height: 799px;" src="http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c362/mattybones/EMBER.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A young man now, Levi lives his life in constant struggle.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;His power of breathing fire is something very difficult to control. He knows that it is something that can cause great pain, and has learned that for now, getting angry is the only way that it comes out. His mouth coats itself with a harder material, the color of a light charcoal, so that his skin is not effected by this. it grows as he uses his power. it can be seen around his mouth sometimes, looking almost like a birthmark. but as his thoughts collect, and his emotions cool, it slowly goes away.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Though breathing fire can be physically explained by the different chemicals found in his body. (the glands in his throat/the extra lung in his body) he does his best not to do it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The first time he did, his apartment almost burnt down. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;These are the stories of Levi's life, and his discovery. as he tries his best to find his place.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377696113547017644-578718672198611099?l=ideasfrommars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/feeds/578718672198611099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8377696113547017644&amp;postID=578718672198611099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/578718672198611099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/578718672198611099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/2011/02/ember.html' title='EMBER'/><author><name>Matthew Aaron Rodriguez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861613669134179036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SWJYoJ4E4cI/AAAAAAAAADQ/zyd_FKm2bYE/S220/1878_model+typewriter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377696113547017644.post-7389726930003367941</id><published>2010-07-14T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T12:40:05.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As the time grows closer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;The Myth: &lt;/b&gt;Placed here among us, this creature is an anomaly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Raised in the country he spent his nights flying to the city to fight evil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;The Rook: &lt;/b&gt;No job is too big when this man is asked to select a few to rise to a greater destiny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every piece on the board is important.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;The Cure: &lt;/b&gt;Her dream was to save people, as her father did. The biggest moment in her life, comes after death, when she must heal something broken.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;The Slave: &lt;/b&gt;It’s impossible to understand this type of pain. Living a new life of freedom he fights for what he believes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;The Artist: &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Who ever thought a kids teacher would become a warrior? Giving his life to save that little girl was the best decision he has ever made in his life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;The Knight: &lt;/b&gt;He has denied his natural gift to lead twice in his life. Now in his death he embraces it completely.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/TD4SRTEZ_fI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-Zid2o1aclI/s400/posterD6.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493848683824414194" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377696113547017644-7389726930003367941?l=ideasfrommars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/feeds/7389726930003367941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8377696113547017644&amp;postID=7389726930003367941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/7389726930003367941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/7389726930003367941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/2010/07/as-time-grows-closer.html' title='As the time grows closer'/><author><name>Matthew Aaron Rodriguez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861613669134179036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SWJYoJ4E4cI/AAAAAAAAADQ/zyd_FKm2bYE/S220/1878_model+typewriter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/TD4SRTEZ_fI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-Zid2o1aclI/s72-c/posterD6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377696113547017644.post-7588119537640861313</id><published>2010-06-25T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T09:31:59.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Commission Work &amp; Refreshed Synopsis and Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Just wanted to share with those who occasionally stumble across this blog a recent commission I had done by a great artist named Carlo. His website is &lt;a href="http://carlogarde.deviantart.com/"&gt;http://carlogarde.deviantart.com/&lt;/a&gt; and he does amazing work. here is the picture he did (along with my colors):&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/TCTVqtdp3JI/AAAAAAAAAI0/wCMnf6AUays/s400/MR+2color_edited-4.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 278px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486745175779302546" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its more of a cartoon look to it and I think its really good. Thanks again Carlo!! Also I wanted to share an updated synopsis and story. When looking at the submission process, I have read that in telling a synopsis, you should be able to sum up the idea in one to two sentences. Man that is hard!!! But it was something that has helped me along with all of the brainstorming, and drafts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Disciple 6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Disciple 6 is a story about a select group of individuals chosen by a supernatural power to walk past their own deaths and into a bigger destiny. Upon the horrific deaths that each of them endure, they are posed with a simple question: Continue to the afterlife? Or a new chance to live? With new found abilities, each one of The Cast battles with their own emotions, and have questions about purpose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    Our stories begin with the wait for the next member to die to this world, and arrive in the afterlife. But quickly all plans need to change when The Rook, founder of The Cast is confronted by a higher power, telling him to send who he has to rescue someone who is special to him. So Rook stays and awaits the next member’s arrival, as he sends Vionne, Hazard and Cordite to save someone they have never met.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    Drawn in a traditional comic art style Disciple 6 has an original concept to back up the great art. Readers that enjoy team dynamics, complex characters, and exciting storylines will find Disciple 6 right up their alley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377696113547017644-7588119537640861313?l=ideasfrommars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/feeds/7588119537640861313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8377696113547017644&amp;postID=7588119537640861313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/7588119537640861313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/7588119537640861313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/2010/06/commission-work-refreshed-synopsis-and.html' title='Commission Work &amp; Refreshed Synopsis and Story'/><author><name>Matthew Aaron Rodriguez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861613669134179036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SWJYoJ4E4cI/AAAAAAAAADQ/zyd_FKm2bYE/S220/1878_model+typewriter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/TCTVqtdp3JI/AAAAAAAAAI0/wCMnf6AUays/s72-c/MR+2color_edited-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377696113547017644.post-9198713156909569395</id><published>2010-01-05T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T09:05:46.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>Well hello there friends. Welcome to 2010. A new year for new things. Life has been good to me. The remodel is coming along. Slower than hoped, but it hasn't really been a priority so I can't get too mad at myself for it. Blogging hasn't really been a priority either, as you can see.... But hey, I don't want to get too wrapped up in this Internet stuff right? When life is happening all around me. But an occasional ramble is always a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;My kids are getting so big. Levi Drake is crawling around like a mad man, and smiling all the time. Also dealing with his sisters is obviously making him stronger. Sophia Grey's personality is growing also. Putting words together, asking questions. She is at that age where she is using words that we didn't teach her. I look at her thinking where did you learn that? Then i realize she HEARS it. so she says it. (i am not talking about BAD words here, just random ones, like "on top of" or "I am too high from the ground to pick it up...." Seriously? Sophia? You are too HIGH from picking up the toy off the ground? right.... Ella Shay, dancer dancer, loosing teeth like its going out of style. She is such an adult. She usually gets ready in the morning by herself. She also gets to take out "her dog" (Sophia says)&lt;br /&gt;Work is going well. Still so much to learn about the selling of cars. And dealing with customers can be trying sometimes. I find myself complaining sometimes and I do not want to become that guy. That is not me.&lt;br /&gt;City of Ember. have you ever seen that movie? Its based on a book (I haven't read) but the movie was very surprising. the "idea" behind it all was very interesting. I recommend those of you who haven't seen it to check it out. As we were laying there watching it, my wife (pregnant at the time with Levi) said, "we should name the baby Ember..." I looked at her red hair and thought to myself, it could be cool, but Levi was kind of what we were set on. Now Ember still lives on in my character that I created along time ago. Though a name was never set, Ember fits Perfectly. And guess what his real name is..... Levi Drake. (Drake means Dragon). Its funny how a life of making superheroes, powers, and stories, most of the great stuff comes from my wife, and it inspires me. I really like being a creative thinker. I try my hardest to create, and think of things that have never been thought of before. Some believe it can't be done. Some think the only thing to do is copy what others thing. I say poop on that!&lt;br /&gt;Disciple 6 is moving right along. Its been such a blessing. Things that started just as thoughts in my mind, with the help of an eager artist wanting to break into the industry, and now the pro from Australia, who puts the finishing touches on things. This REALLY turns these sketches into the final product. This will be the last image I show the public. The rest I really feel like I should keep private until we finally do our submission. With that I leave you with the title page (not including script) I think that this is going to be a great year. At the end of the day, the only one that can stop me is myself. I have been blessed with a dream.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 287px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423301911479493570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/S0NwWsduo8I/AAAAAAAAAIk/THe7A1FwFMk/s400/Page+4-5_version4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377696113547017644-9198713156909569395?l=ideasfrommars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/feeds/9198713156909569395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8377696113547017644&amp;postID=9198713156909569395' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/9198713156909569395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/9198713156909569395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html' title='2010'/><author><name>Matthew Aaron Rodriguez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861613669134179036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SWJYoJ4E4cI/AAAAAAAAADQ/zyd_FKm2bYE/S220/1878_model+typewriter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/S0NwWsduo8I/AAAAAAAAAIk/THe7A1FwFMk/s72-c/Page+4-5_version4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377696113547017644.post-6837757489868693770</id><published>2009-12-08T11:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T11:13:27.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disciple 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/Sx6lIhgdfzI/AAAAAAAAAIY/_tmNCNm5GXY/s1600-h/CURRENT+WEBSITE.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412945367997972274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/Sx6lIhgdfzI/AAAAAAAAAIY/_tmNCNm5GXY/s400/CURRENT+WEBSITE.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/Sx6lIdHFllI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/vA_QLIR3dl0/s1600-h/POSTER3.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 252px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412945366817805906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/Sx6lIdHFllI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/vA_QLIR3dl0/s400/POSTER3.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377696113547017644-6837757489868693770?l=ideasfrommars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/feeds/6837757489868693770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8377696113547017644&amp;postID=6837757489868693770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/6837757489868693770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/6837757489868693770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/2009/12/disciple-6.html' title='Disciple 6'/><author><name>Matthew Aaron Rodriguez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861613669134179036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SWJYoJ4E4cI/AAAAAAAAADQ/zyd_FKm2bYE/S220/1878_model+typewriter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/Sx6lIhgdfzI/AAAAAAAAAIY/_tmNCNm5GXY/s72-c/CURRENT+WEBSITE.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377696113547017644.post-5179934220299457264</id><published>2009-12-07T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T11:06:35.562-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sophia sprinkled with some Levi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/Sx1M0jq6b9I/AAAAAAAAAII/-V2OAp7CtF4/s1600-h/November52009+(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412566792981344210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/Sx1M0jq6b9I/AAAAAAAAAII/-V2OAp7CtF4/s400/November52009+(3).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/Sx1Mz13PBMI/AAAAAAAAAIA/GIqRRt8B_Gg/s1600-h/Meijer+(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412566780684993730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/Sx1Mz13PBMI/AAAAAAAAAIA/GIqRRt8B_Gg/s400/Meijer+(3).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/Sx1MzaEDyII/AAAAAAAAAH4/hOWTp3J4NnY/s1600-h/ShoppingMichaels.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412566773222590594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/Sx1MzaEDyII/AAAAAAAAAH4/hOWTp3J4NnY/s400/ShoppingMichaels.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/Sx1MzMHXjWI/AAAAAAAAAHw/oAlfHcXSoqg/s1600-h/ShoppingMeijers.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412566769478372706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/Sx1MzMHXjWI/AAAAAAAAAHw/oAlfHcXSoqg/s400/ShoppingMeijers.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/Sx1K6ydzXJI/AAAAAAAAAHo/GzQrTQf4pTw/s1600-h/November52009+(27).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412564701008845970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/Sx1K6ydzXJI/AAAAAAAAAHo/GzQrTQf4pTw/s400/November52009+(27).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/Sx1K6RqbBFI/AAAAAAAAAHg/DXHHu76YXtE/s1600-h/SophiaBeautifuleyes+(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412564692203406418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/Sx1K6RqbBFI/AAAAAAAAAHg/DXHHu76YXtE/s400/SophiaBeautifuleyes+(3).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/Sx1K6IxzxsI/AAAAAAAAAHY/bCUVTFSFwQE/s1600-h/SophiaBeautifuleyes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412564689818470082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/Sx1K6IxzxsI/AAAAAAAAAHY/bCUVTFSFwQE/s400/SophiaBeautifuleyes.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377696113547017644-5179934220299457264?l=ideasfrommars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/feeds/5179934220299457264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8377696113547017644&amp;postID=5179934220299457264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/5179934220299457264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/5179934220299457264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/2009/12/sophia-sprinkled-with-some-levi.html' title='Sophia sprinkled with some Levi'/><author><name>Matthew Aaron Rodriguez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861613669134179036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SWJYoJ4E4cI/AAAAAAAAADQ/zyd_FKm2bYE/S220/1878_model+typewriter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/Sx1M0jq6b9I/AAAAAAAAAII/-V2OAp7CtF4/s72-c/November52009+(3).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377696113547017644.post-1771157296961191525</id><published>2009-11-13T12:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T13:42:31.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Dreams Become Realities.......</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone. It has surely been a while since my last post. I apologize for that, but things in the world of MARS has been very busy. Busy, in a good way. Lets dive into it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bedroom. I have been remodeling my daughters bedroom upstairs in our house for..... a "few" months now. Its really stressful on my wife, though she understands that 2 evenings at the most a week, is hard for one man to get done (even if I get help from a 6th grader occassionally). I think that the room will be wonderful for my girls. I am realizing that I could honestly spend hours in LOWES and I could gut out my entire house. I think my inner "man" has come out. There is just something about building stuff that makes me want to grunt like Tim, the tool man Taylor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Work. We are moving cars. It has been a good few months. A couple headaches, but we get through. October was my best month ever. I sold over 20 cars. It felt good, and I think I am getting the hang of it. I have also tried to get out in the garage more. Jay, who has worked on cars for 30 years here works everyday. If I want to learn something I dont have to go far. If he doesnt know how to fix it, he WILL figure it out. Really good mechanic. I am learning alot more about what sounds mean in a car. Its very cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Disciple 6. Most of you all know my stories of D6, and some are a part of the team. I recently "met" a guy from down under who is interested in doing colour, and ink for the book. This guy is a great artist, and very talented. With Andy doing the pencils, and this guy Matt cleaning things up, it is all falling into place. its a thing of beauty. Words can't describe how good everything with this project feels. I can honestly say I can feel the prayers, and thoughts of my friends and family. There are so many people in my corner on this project. All I can really say is thank you, and i really appreciate the thoughts and prayers. I will leave you now with VISUAL evidence of this amazing trip we are on with Disciple 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 151px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 355px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403696875519568226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/Sv3JraM7aWI/AAAAAAAAAG4/KMLIK_9vjys/s400/Vionne-2.jpg" /&gt;This is a random sketch I did years ago of Vionne. A much different interpretation from B.W.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 183px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 328px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403697461763372370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/Sv3KNiIV9VI/AAAAAAAAAHA/YofWiiiedeM/s400/Vionne-Andy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of Andy's first sketches of Robertson Ward. With some adjustments, he nailed Vionne.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 207px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 359px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403697616675724194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/Sv3KWjOU26I/AAAAAAAAAHI/t3Vy-CWa30g/s400/Vionne-Inked.jpg" /&gt;Some inking and cleaning Baker did, this sketch was becoming complete&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 388px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403699146688567042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/Sv3Lvm90FwI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/WzmvggvBpg8/s400/Superhero+1-B.jpg" /&gt;Matt Bakers coloring is breath-taking. This is one of the main reasons why I approached him. His work is unbelievable. Now, what began as a sketch, I can see standing next to Spidey and Sups. To see something born in a thought, and end up looking like this, even before, if this ever does get published, its just really really fufilling for me right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.budnickart.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.budnickart.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;   to check out Andy's stuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://prisoneronearth.deviantart.com/"&gt;http://prisoneronearth.deviantart.com&lt;/a&gt; to check out Matt's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next post will be titled "Photo Album" You will get to see the kids I call my own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377696113547017644-1771157296961191525?l=ideasfrommars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/feeds/1771157296961191525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8377696113547017644&amp;postID=1771157296961191525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/1771157296961191525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/1771157296961191525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/2009/11/how-dreams-become-realities.html' title='How Dreams Become Realities.......'/><author><name>Matthew Aaron Rodriguez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861613669134179036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SWJYoJ4E4cI/AAAAAAAAADQ/zyd_FKm2bYE/S220/1878_model+typewriter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/Sv3JraM7aWI/AAAAAAAAAG4/KMLIK_9vjys/s72-c/Vionne-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377696113547017644.post-2519395181266808105</id><published>2009-10-01T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T09:29:54.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Submission Synopsis</title><content type='html'>Hey friends and family, just thought I would share with you the synopsis letter that I have to send in to the comic book company, along with 7 finished pages. It just might help you get to know the story I have been working on a little bit better. I am also in the process of building a website for Disciple 6 (being done by homebrewer himself, and fellow 01 graduate Matt Michielsen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is. It has to be under one page long. Let me know what you think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D6&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine living your life, searching for a purpose, a meaning to it all, only to discover that in death you will finally achieve that purpose. Disciple 6 tells the tale of six such individuals from many different paths. Living lives of faith and compassion only to have them horrifically ripped away. Yet they have been selected and given a choice: continue to heaven, or return with a gift that could change the world. Long ago a being known only as the scribe, trusted guardian of The Domicle Archives (the physical records of all names marked for heaven and hell), was charged with forming a team to prepare for the coming wars. Throughout time he has set apart those worthy to serve.&lt;br /&gt;First there was Zacheaus, or Z [code name: Rook], a man from biblical times whose life and death remain a mystery to even those closes to him. Next came Robert Ward [code name: Vionne], the group’s field leader, a knight of medieval times stabbed from behind by his own power hungry cousin. Then there was Anthony Childress [code name: Hazard], a strong yet gentle man who grew up as a slave on an early plantation, whose throat was cut after attempting to escape to freedom. Moving ahead to Abel Kissinger [code name: Cordite], a young art teacher, is chosen after saving a young girl from a fire. Then came the 5th member, a unique man named Leonard Maddox [code name: Griffith]. Born into this world as an anomaly, Leonard possesses large tan wings, and the feet of a lion. He is captured by a group of mysterious men; he simply calls The White Suits. Leonard later signs on with the team and awaits the arrival of the sixth member, and instructions as to their role in coming events.&lt;br /&gt;This is where Patience or Passion, the first story arc begins. Leonard, restless struggles with waiting for the next member. He often takes his anger out on the evil that lurks in the city’s dark places. On numerous occasions, against Z’s instructions Leonard leaves the safety of The Sanctuary, a rundown church that serves as the team’s base of operations, in order to fight crime.&lt;br /&gt;When it is announced that billion-dollar corporation DOZTECH INDUSTRIES is set to begin production on project: Cypacor, robotic policing units for the city. Christopher Dozman, younger brother to DOZTECH owner Mitchell, has plans on using these Robots for his own twisted will. Christopher has been in and out of the insane ward, honing in his abilities to control minds.&lt;br /&gt;With the pending arrival of sixth member, a raped and murdered medical student named Grace Chambers [code name: Remedy], the team embarks on an intelligence mission following the Doztech company. While out near a Doztech warehouse Leonard spots men in white suits. Fueled by anger from his past, Leonard blindly follows them against orders. He falls into a trap that leads to the removal of his feet, and one of his wings. Before the removal of the second wing, the guys save him, and get him back to base, right in time for the 6th, Remedy, with her gift of healing, to help our broken friend.&lt;br /&gt;Disciple 6 is sure to leave fans of traditional comic art, team dynamics, complex characters, and exciting story lines begging for more. Though the religious overtones are prevalent and important to the authors, this is by no means a tale written only for religious thinkers. Nor should it be marketed that way. This is a story of faith – faith in a higher calling, faith in our own abilities and beliefs, and faith in each other. “God” is not a character in these stories, only The Scribe who acts on His behalf. If Hellboy, Spawn, Ghost Rider, and Johnny Constantine can exist in the comic realm, why not a team such as this? I am confident people will find these stories of struggles compelling, even if it happens to be the “good” supernatural being giving out all the cool powers!&lt;br /&gt;Disciple 6 is a creation of Matthew A. Rodriguez, with illustrations by Andrew Budnick. The entire 5 issue miniseries has been outlined and the opening act of issue one: An Ordinary Knight has been included in this submission. Thank you very much for this opportunity, and if you are looking for a comic that is authentic, and tells new and engaging stories, look no further. Welcome to the world of Disciple 6.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377696113547017644-2519395181266808105?l=ideasfrommars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/feeds/2519395181266808105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8377696113547017644&amp;postID=2519395181266808105' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/2519395181266808105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/2519395181266808105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/2009/10/submission-synopsis.html' title='Submission Synopsis'/><author><name>Matthew Aaron Rodriguez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861613669134179036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SWJYoJ4E4cI/AAAAAAAAADQ/zyd_FKm2bYE/S220/1878_model+typewriter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377696113547017644.post-4502940694655506165</id><published>2009-08-28T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T14:15:03.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GRIFFITH JUMPS ON THE SCENE</title><content type='html'>As we get closer to a submission to Image Comics, I keep getting blown away by the artist that has partnered up with me on this project. Andy Budnick has been getting deeper and deeper into each character. I wanted to share with my friends and family a picture of Griffith that Andy did recently. I tried to ink it myself, so i do apologize ahead of time, I will post the drawing, and the inked. (the inking done by a professional would rock, and i think Andy still needs to do detail on the left arm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first 7 pages that we are sending to the comic book company are being work on right now. I am finishing with the synopsis letter, and the script for the first issue. I will post some of that as we get closer. Just a tease now of Griffith!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375125273904877810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SphH9T5TEPI/AAAAAAAAAGo/MFPkf54jmOY/s400/griff-a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375125440649287538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SphIHBEQ13I/AAAAAAAAAGw/ryDLiWbvidM/s400/griff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377696113547017644-4502940694655506165?l=ideasfrommars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/feeds/4502940694655506165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8377696113547017644&amp;postID=4502940694655506165' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/4502940694655506165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/4502940694655506165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/2009/08/griffith-jumps-on-scene.html' title='GRIFFITH JUMPS ON THE SCENE'/><author><name>Matthew Aaron Rodriguez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861613669134179036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SWJYoJ4E4cI/AAAAAAAAADQ/zyd_FKm2bYE/S220/1878_model+typewriter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SphH9T5TEPI/AAAAAAAAAGo/MFPkf54jmOY/s72-c/griff-a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377696113547017644.post-6067635118859332258</id><published>2009-06-25T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T12:48:23.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving in the Right Direction</title><content type='html'>Just thought I would update a bit on the current projects I am working on. It has been a while since mentioning fully, but since this is titled "ideas's" from mars, I thought that maybe an update is in order. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The World Within My Walls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Geoff is currently plugging away with re-writes. Several months ago we had put the book aside after finishing it and basically took a break to think about other things. I dabbled with my other child "Disciple 6" for a bit, as he continued to work on some things also. Now more recently (a month or 2 ago) we dove back in, with a fresh outlook, and new thoughts and ideas on things. It has been amazing again since then. Everything seems to be falling into place, things we once questioned have been changed for the better, or small parts have been added to make the story more fluid. I can't wait to see what Geoff has been doing, and slowly but surely The World Within My Walls seems to be writing itself...... and that's a good thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Disciple 6.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andrew Budnick recently graduated from Kendal. with his newly found art degree in hand (not literally) we met for the first time at Panara Bread. He seemed like a nice kid, really eager to learn about the story, or if he could have the job of being the artist. He brought several pencils he had done, including some finished work. It was very well done, schooled, and I could see the raw talent, with obvious schooled applications. It didn't stop there. I wanted to get to know him a bit more. I mean, no one really likes working with people they don't get along with right? His love for superheroes was an obvious, and his dream of someday penciling a Wolverine book is encouraging. But when he muttered some words about Masters of the Universe Classics...... That's when I was sold. (for those who don't know MOTUC is the new toy line for collectors of He-Man figures) I thought, I could definitely work with this kid! I mean, have you ever met someone who was a He-Man freak who wasn't genuinely a great guy?!?! (ahem....)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, as much as I am an "ok" artist...... The Rook went from......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351350248646269554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SkPQss9CWnI/AAAAAAAAAFg/VIXve1c9Apc/s320/rook+me.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;to ........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351350804147620882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SkPRNCW4TBI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Dtpk_47BdcY/s320/rook+him.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, as you can see I am very impressed. You can check out his blog and some of his other work at budnickart.blogspot.com&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Seriously though, seeing my creations take form like this. Seeing his interpretation of my ideas, and characters has been amazing this past couple of weeks. Soon submissions to the comic book publishing company, and who knows, maybe you will see our book get published. I am currently writing Issue 2 titled "Amazing Grace". If you want to read any more about the actual outline, it can be found in last years December blog.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So there you have it. Slowly but surely my hobby and love is turning into so much more. Thanks to Geoff, and now Andy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS. Its my fathers birthday today. He is 66. I couldn't have asked for a better father.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377696113547017644-6067635118859332258?l=ideasfrommars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/feeds/6067635118859332258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8377696113547017644&amp;postID=6067635118859332258' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/6067635118859332258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/6067635118859332258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/2009/06/moving-in-right-direction.html' title='Moving in the Right Direction'/><author><name>Matthew Aaron Rodriguez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861613669134179036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SWJYoJ4E4cI/AAAAAAAAADQ/zyd_FKm2bYE/S220/1878_model+typewriter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SkPQss9CWnI/AAAAAAAAAFg/VIXve1c9Apc/s72-c/rook+me.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377696113547017644.post-6943148917786604309</id><published>2009-06-09T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T08:34:19.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>McKinley Ave.</title><content type='html'>So, things are going pretty good in the Rodriguez' household. Ella is becoming such a good helper. She lets the dog out for us, and helps with the little one. She really loves being the big sister. Sophia is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;occasionally&lt;/span&gt; making her naked butt all the way to the bathroom to go pee. She gets really excited to go potty and pulls off whatever clothes she can. Ella never had the "run around naked and laugh" stage. Sophia Grey is apparently going to. She has a couple more teeth that are coming in so those were bothering her last night. Little Levi Drake is crying less and less at night giving Rachel a little more time to sleep. His little gentleman personality is showing more and more each day. Rachel is walking around in her new shoes :) and is back in the swing of things called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;JC&lt;/span&gt; PENNY. Her new clippers work "amazing" she tells me. As for me, things are going well, I am a  bit tired, but its my own fault. I have a new love.... Its called, "Supernatural" a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; show my friend B turned me on to. It has that undeniable quality called the "hardy boy factor" that I really love. The brotherly banter, and the mystery is all I need. Basketball also starts tomorrow. Every &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt; night Taylor, my brother in-law and I will take our NBA skills to the local Holland Civic Center, and prove to the rest of the city...."we got game" My comic book titled Disciple 6 is coming along very very smoothly. Andy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Budnick&lt;/span&gt;, a local Kendall graduate has taken the reigns on the art for it, and I have been more than pleased with what he has come up with. I will be posting some sketches he has done, along with logo art, and title work that we may or may not use. But overall, his vision for the project, along with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Geoff's&lt;/span&gt; script for it seem to be meshing as well as it could. I have always felt confident in my creations, but this comic is building up to be something great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is what is going on lately on McKinley Ave. The Rodriguez family is living, loving, and having as much fun as possible. Now the ten:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Kobe should never push out his jaw&lt;br /&gt;9. The timing belt/water pump myth is getting annoying&lt;br /&gt;8. Marriage is easy, if you are married to the right person&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;LeBron&lt;/span&gt; James is a child in a mans body. I have very little respect for him&lt;br /&gt;6. Marv continues to sell more cars than the people that work for the company.&lt;br /&gt;5. I should pray more than I do&lt;br /&gt;4. Money is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;necessary&lt;/span&gt;. But I will never love it.&lt;br /&gt;3. Owning a home is fun, there is always something to do. (tired face)&lt;br /&gt;2. I haven't spent money on toys in a very long time. this is a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;1. Hungry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Howies&lt;/span&gt; has the best &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;meatlovers&lt;/span&gt; pizza I have ever had. They also have, by far, the worst pizza EVER to re-heat. Its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;disgusting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377696113547017644-6943148917786604309?l=ideasfrommars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/feeds/6943148917786604309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8377696113547017644&amp;postID=6943148917786604309' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/6943148917786604309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/6943148917786604309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/2009/06/mckinley-ave.html' title='McKinley Ave.'/><author><name>Matthew Aaron Rodriguez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861613669134179036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SWJYoJ4E4cI/AAAAAAAAADQ/zyd_FKm2bYE/S220/1878_model+typewriter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377696113547017644.post-727032673627279470</id><published>2009-05-07T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T13:47:49.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ReFresh Button: Sigh</title><content type='html'>Isn't it weird sometimes how life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day we could feel like complete trash. Nothing going for us, or nothing to live for, down and out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we could be on top of the world and in complete &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;satisfaction&lt;/span&gt; in what is happening in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The differences between day one and day two were absolutely NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all about outlook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sort of laugh at days that I am down and out. They really mean nothing to me, and I shouldn't give them any more thought than, just to get past. I try and focus on all that I have, and all I have been blessed with. Those are the things that are CONSTANT. Family. Kids. Home. Dreams. God. Those are the things that do not change between day to day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see people sometimes have a "negative" outlook or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;attitude&lt;/span&gt;. Man is that annoying. Seriously. Its like they have a "bone to pick" with LIFE. The justified person that sees life as half empty. I do not need any of that. I love my life. (and I do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;admit&lt;/span&gt;, i have it easier than some) But I was never one to "scrooge" my way through the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very tired today. My eyes feel heavy (though not as heavy as my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;wife's&lt;/span&gt; as she feeds our son in the middle of the night) But for some odd reason, I feel very refreshed. Like someone was sitting at the computer, My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;LIFEPAGE&lt;/span&gt; is on their screen, and they just pressed the refresh button at the top of the page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This stripped everything back to blank. and put everything back up. Background. Titles. Images. text. Like you could see everything that got you where you are. every &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;piece&lt;/span&gt; of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Obviously&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; think or see everything, but I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;encourage&lt;/span&gt; you to think about this. Think about why you are standing, or sitting where you are. and how you got there. What paths you took. think about all the great things that led you to NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope most of you smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you are currently LIVING LIFE. And if you are busy frowning, reflect. pray. and try hitting the refresh button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take a deep breath.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377696113547017644-727032673627279470?l=ideasfrommars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/feeds/727032673627279470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8377696113547017644&amp;postID=727032673627279470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/727032673627279470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/727032673627279470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/2009/05/refresh-button-sigh.html' title='ReFresh Button: Sigh'/><author><name>Matthew Aaron Rodriguez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861613669134179036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SWJYoJ4E4cI/AAAAAAAAADQ/zyd_FKm2bYE/S220/1878_model+typewriter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377696113547017644.post-7150664375302660311</id><published>2009-03-30T13:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T20:03:34.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dragon Has Arrived</title><content type='html'>Greetings family and friends. Last night Rachel and I decided to go to the hospital. About 3:46 in the morning Levi Drake came into the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319083889620795234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SdEunatZv2I/AAAAAAAAAD4/-tEXV3x4fdc/s320/DSCF3112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it has already been a great day for the Rodriguez family. Levi says hello and he can't wait to meet you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319084940539298626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SdEvklr5g0I/AAAAAAAAAEA/eFLYh5vPJuQ/s320/DSCF3189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ella Shay and Sophia Grey were very excited to meet their little brother Levi Drake today. Sophia was very interested in his feet and face, and she loved to touch his hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A little insight on this past month for the Rodriguez family:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. A GIFT OF BUTCH LOVE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rach and I got to go and see our favorite musician Butch Walker in Grand Rapids. Our first time seeing Butch was last year @ the House of Blues in Cleveland OHIO. It was Rachels birthday gift to me. The sad thing is, we were taking pictures outside in line for a while, and no joke, our camera broke right when we walked in!! So all of our amazing memories from that show were just 3x5's in our mind.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This time around was a bit different. As a valentines day present for my wife, I purchased Butch tickets for a March show in GRap. I am always a bit nervous to do this kind of stuff on-line, but we knew that this tour he was playing smaller venues and it was for the wife, so i did. My daughter Sophia even dressed up for the show (but she didn't get to go)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319104979827775810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SdFBzB2lWUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/gmyFULP0A3E/s320/ButchWalker3709+(3).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within a week A friend of mine whose name will be left unsaid to keep his identity safe (his name rhymes with Feenan) told me he couldn't get tickets, but I did. Which meant that I was one of the first 30 tickets to be purchased. THIS meant that I would get to MEET BUTCH and my wife and I would get to watch him warm up, and a meet and greet!!! what an honor. and soo..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preshow:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319110646264277410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SdFG82-UqaI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ZJppz50K2yY/s320/ButchWalker3709+(12).JPG" border="0" /&gt;Meeting the Artist:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319100336523434786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SdE9kwMj2yI/AAAAAAAAAEI/m__eVDckRKI/s320/ButchWalker3709+(13).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to Rock:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319110915241377682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SdFHMg_df5I/AAAAAAAAAEg/sp4d4gmps8c/s320/ButchWalker3709+(33).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The concert was amazing. It was alot of fun hanging out with my friends who were at the show also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. CARS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month has also been a good month for MARVS car lot. We have been selling alot of cars, and I continue to learn more about the industry, and sales, and even meeting more and more people in the community.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. MARRIAGE+DOMINOES=FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past month or so, my wife and I have been playing Dominoes on Fridays. After dinner either at my parents house or mine, Luis and Dawn, along with Rachel and I have found a new addiction. Mexican Train Dominoes. Seriously. If you havent played yet you need to come over to my house. I will teach you, and you will love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. And now I leave you with these:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319114934869958210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SdFK2fRmHkI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Hz4-mFqElWQ/s320/DSCF3167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319114319605378690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SdFKSrPFroI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wZD6SVIINQA/s320/DSCF3163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319113763072366786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SdFJyR_R2MI/AAAAAAAAAFI/2MLYo7J-O6M/s320/DSCF3130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319112045745873410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SdFIOUcvIgI/AAAAAAAAAEo/r205LE9mIYE/s320/DSCF3110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319113370821773026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SdFJbcvcxuI/AAAAAAAAAFA/jcvjKmSEN0I/s320/DSCF3125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319112505850613010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SdFIpGeQTRI/AAAAAAAAAEw/s7OGYaMMycA/s320/DSCF3117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319112948594609330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SdFJC30pjLI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Ycslq7GD2CU/s320/DSCF3121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377696113547017644-7150664375302660311?l=ideasfrommars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/feeds/7150664375302660311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8377696113547017644&amp;postID=7150664375302660311' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/7150664375302660311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/7150664375302660311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/2009/03/dragon-has-arrived.html' title='The Dragon Has Arrived'/><author><name>Matthew Aaron Rodriguez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861613669134179036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SWJYoJ4E4cI/AAAAAAAAADQ/zyd_FKm2bYE/S220/1878_model+typewriter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SdEunatZv2I/AAAAAAAAAD4/-tEXV3x4fdc/s72-c/DSCF3112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377696113547017644.post-22693751682094467</id><published>2009-03-03T12:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T12:58:39.942-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mustache March and New Wings for Old Things</title><content type='html'>Greetings Ladies and Gents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to Mustache March. Where upper lips everywhere get a little warmer during this brisk Michigan weather. I hope you all (obviously men......) are going to participate. I would love to see some nice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;stache&lt;/span&gt;' pics at the end of this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My story Disciple Six is now taking on new life, thanks to Geoffrey Haney. My story arc for the series is going through a little bit of retooling, and some good writing is being added. All is the same though, so do not worry, Disciple Six is still the same beautiful story it has always been, just now told with a little bit more description.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While that is happening, an artist named Kevin who lives in Cali and I have been talking about him doing the art for the project. Things have been going very smooth in this process, but part of me also thinks I could find a great local artist (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;kendall&lt;/span&gt;/grand valley) who would be a short drive away. Do you know of anyone? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with Geoff co-writing my creation, and Kevin possibly doing some sketches, hopefully shortly some of these things will be coming together nicely. (for the purpose of an image submission)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stories and Characters that I have for D6 are going to be some of the most tragic and compelling ideas I have had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Levi Drake will be with us soon. My wife is beyond sick of being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;prego&lt;/span&gt;. we just pray that he is healthy and born soon! we have about a month to go so it will be a little bit. Until then we shall paint rooms, and built &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;play sets&lt;/span&gt; in the yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also bought Sophia Grey a car bed. Man that thing is nice. And she can't fall out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella is getting big. And really good at drawing (she gets that from my side)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully things warm up and everyone will come over for a grill out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377696113547017644-22693751682094467?l=ideasfrommars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/feeds/22693751682094467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8377696113547017644&amp;postID=22693751682094467' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/22693751682094467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/22693751682094467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/2009/03/mustache-march-and-new-wings-for-old.html' title='Mustache March and New Wings for Old Things'/><author><name>Matthew Aaron Rodriguez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861613669134179036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SWJYoJ4E4cI/AAAAAAAAADQ/zyd_FKm2bYE/S220/1878_model+typewriter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377696113547017644.post-1534415667816633813</id><published>2009-02-10T07:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T11:48:53.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My takes on Baseball and Monopoly Money</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;. It has been a little while. But these past few days have got me all hot and bothered and I need to do a little venting. so here you are, and here I am. Thanks for listening ahead of times, its days like this that I am glad you are here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BASEBALL. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;steroids&lt;/span&gt;. Seems like hand and hand lately. In an attempt to help you understand how I feel about the whole situation as a whole, I will explain that I have two opinions. And there are two sides to every story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not for the use of illegal substances. Obviously it is wrong. For the past handful of years I have found it to be comical how the excuse for using ILLEGAL substances within the laws of the U.S. have been "it wasn't Illegal in baseball....." &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. seriously? because it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; written in the baseball rules, that makes it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. Did you know that the baseball games/teams and players are &lt;em&gt;in&lt;/em&gt; the U.S.???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there is the other side of it. Lets say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;HGH&lt;/span&gt; is good for people. Doctors are already using it to help common people like you and me get stronger and/or healthier. (people like us who do NOT actually abuse our bodies with our occupation) Are you telling me that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;steroids&lt;/span&gt; like this should be DENIED to people, that their occupation is to ABUSE and use there own body to the highest performance possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems sort of backwards. ex:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well Jon, what do you do? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ohhh&lt;/span&gt; you sell glasses to people. oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. and a bit of indoor men's volleyball. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. well, we are going to get you on this steroid, and hopefully it will help get those knees back into good working form. remember to wear those knee pads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well Jon, what do you do? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ohhh&lt;/span&gt; you play a professional sport? oh wow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; cool. you work out, and train, and give 100% &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; out on the floor, leaving everything. and training your body to work in PEAK physical ability? well, we do have some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;steroids&lt;/span&gt; that could help you (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ALOT&lt;/span&gt;) but we really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;shouldn't&lt;/span&gt; be giving you this stuff. cause well, your body needs to fix it self without these medical discoveries. It &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;compromises&lt;/span&gt; the game. I know I know, we give this stuff to everyone who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; an athlete, but. we want our sports to be "pure".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I am being very general. I am talking about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;HGH&lt;/span&gt; and things of that nature more than I am talking about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;steroids&lt;/span&gt; to a certain degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now on to the game of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we make things simple. For one second. So you are telling me that we (as a country) are going to MAKE more money (that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; come from anywhere) and we are going to give it to everyone hoping that life gets better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My personal statement is: We are too weak of a country to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;admit&lt;/span&gt; that we are wrong, and we are going to make life very hard for our future generations, instead of us just dealing with the problems right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the cycle of LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if it is broken. it needs fixing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;band aid&lt;/span&gt;. fixing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally I think a fall flat on our faces would do this country some damn good.&lt;br /&gt;people would stop complaining about gays, churches, and politics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they would be united in ONE crisis. MONEY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not pretend money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;real money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what is going to happen. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Guaranteed&lt;/span&gt;. People will get checks. and they will do what they did before. they will pay off debt. they will help themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is not helping the economy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is giving a get out of jail free card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a big difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again. I am all for helping people. But to literally say, "I am going to help the CURRENT A&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;merican&lt;/span&gt; people, and in 10-15 when I am not president and stuff goes wrong, I wont be here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I care about my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;grand kids&lt;/span&gt;. they are not here yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would much rather live a shitty life. a life of hard times than them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is what I want.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377696113547017644-1534415667816633813?l=ideasfrommars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/feeds/1534415667816633813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8377696113547017644&amp;postID=1534415667816633813' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/1534415667816633813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/1534415667816633813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-takes-on-baseball-and-monopoly-money.html' title='My takes on Baseball and Monopoly Money'/><author><name>Matthew Aaron Rodriguez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861613669134179036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SWJYoJ4E4cI/AAAAAAAAADQ/zyd_FKm2bYE/S220/1878_model+typewriter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377696113547017644.post-5601746943118800432</id><published>2009-01-28T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T10:42:15.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tattoo</title><content type='html'>Most of you know that I am very artistic, and am torn between staying ink-free, and getting tattoos. lots of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got one. a while ago. All because of something that happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets relive that moment by sharing a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;myspace&lt;/span&gt; blog from 2 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;piano for me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A staff member that owned a keyboard let us know one day that the chord was broken. and we could no longer practice on it. focusing on piano and music this 3 months before heading to africa i was saddened by this.... fast forward to later that afternoon, when i was reading the book "is that really you God" by loren cunningham, founder of YWAM. and i stopped and thought, lets pray for it. there were three other people in the room, amy and matt, who also are in the piano track, and stephanie. they agreed with an ok, and we began to pray, just asking that God would put the thoughts of donating a piano, or maybe let us know where we could find one to practice on.. those kinds of prayers......as soon as we were done, matt continued to look online for free pianos and we all continued with our day, for about a minute. and i thought...... NO God. with in a minute of praying God told me to go walk. (keep in mind i have crutches for my ankle :( ) No God... i dont want to do that i thought. and stephanie said what are you thinking. "god just told me to go walk, and go door to door looking for a piano."God has told me to walk before, but i have never listened.."go" she said. NO i replied. thats rediculous.so i opened up my bible to look for verses on needs, because we felt like we needed this piano. i went to the concordance and the word OBEY jumped out at me......DANG IT. he wants me to go."i have to go" i said to the three of them.stephanie came with me.as we walked down the block i had no idea what i was doing. it felt like the stupidest thing in the world...that house? she said.No. i replied......and then we looked across the road at a house with a guy in the window.lets go talk to him. she said.OK. i just felt more comfortable acually knowing someone was home.it was our first stop..as we walked up, the man, who's name was Tidy came out, walking toward his truckthis is when it got uncomfortable.literally stumbling over words i crutch up saying.excuse me sir. hi, how are you.... i was just wondering, if you know of some where i could get a piano/?? or if someone wanted to donate one for us to practice on. and a bit about what we were doing.the first words he said were "why did you guys come so late!"lol.steph and i looked at each other. and tidy grabbed his phone to make some calls, he explained that he is a painter, and he was painting a house back in november, and an old lady kept telling him to "take this paino, take it out, i dont want it anymore."but he never took it cause he had no use for it, "what do i want a paino for, he said.this guy was calling friends, and even the operator trying to find this ladys number. steph looked at me and said, you know what, even if this doesnt work out, we still met this really nice guy, and hes doing this for us. its a great experience. yeah, i thought. i did listen to god. this is really nice........and then, all of a sudden while he was still calling people a moving truck pulled up to the house next door. and it had a HUGE PICTURE OF A PIANO on the side.......i looked at steph, and laughed. i was listening to god. he had let me know that. the men simply got out of the truck, smiled, went into the house, came out 30 seconds later, smiled, and left. the only thing they did was check, the entry on how they were going to get something out....so those guys, that day, decided just to stop, check on something and then leave?i dont know of to many movers who stop and check out things. it was odd. but, i am thankful that the day they decided to, i decided to listen to God.Tidy would get back to us. and i crutched home with a smile.day 2 we learned about tidys life, family and some struggles. and asked if we could pray for him at home.day 3 we brought him leftover enchaladas and he have us the number to alice morgan.we visited alice the next day.and brought a piano home the next.there is more story, but. i just wanted to let you know. that listening to Gods voice is something i am learning more about. and i am thankful for that.if you have any questions or comments, let me know.just a little story. :) that happened to me..and i have a piano now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377696113547017644-5601746943118800432?l=ideasfrommars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/feeds/5601746943118800432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8377696113547017644&amp;postID=5601746943118800432' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/5601746943118800432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/5601746943118800432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/2009/01/tattoo.html' title='Tattoo'/><author><name>Matthew Aaron Rodriguez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861613669134179036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SWJYoJ4E4cI/AAAAAAAAADQ/zyd_FKm2bYE/S220/1878_model+typewriter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377696113547017644.post-5949184781980354524</id><published>2009-01-26T15:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T16:05:36.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sanding Floors and Opening Doors</title><content type='html'>This past Saturday I spent most of the day sanding a wood floor in my newly purchased home. It did take a long time, all I had was a hand sander, and a quart of stain. Well, several hours later, and some creative thinking by myself, we have a beautiful stylish floor (still in need of 2 finishing coats)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to all kinds of small projects like this around the house that put our little finger print on it. Truly making it our "home"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geoff told me yesterday that he went to see the movie "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;inkheart&lt;/span&gt;" and said it was great. He also said that there are some similarities with this story, and the one that we have written in theworldwithinmywalls.blogspot.com  Fantasy ideas are like that I think. I believe most ideas have been written, but I also believe that how you tell a story, what the characters are like, and what kind of plot/motives/"little things" that are also in it that make it truly original. Hopefully that is what we have done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Side note: unlike the mixed reviews it got, "City of Ember" rated PG, was an AMAZINGLY creative movie, and i really enjoyed everything about it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sheck&lt;/span&gt; it out!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New ideas like writing a book about my father have started to invade my mind. I think that a book about him growing up, along with his parents and their story would be really really cool. (this idea will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; be expanded on later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much going on in my mind its really hard to describe, or put down on keyboard. ;)&lt;br /&gt;My family is wonderful as always. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Homelife&lt;/span&gt; is great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a fan of:&lt;br /&gt;bacon on pizza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;kurt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;warner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;honda&lt;/span&gt; elements&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sophia&lt;/span&gt; grey&lt;br /&gt;butch walker (3/7/9)&lt;br /&gt;wood floors&lt;br /&gt;heroes&lt;br /&gt;funny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; clips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;jim&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;rome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a fan of:&lt;br /&gt;vegetables&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;eli&lt;/span&gt; manning&lt;br /&gt;Envoys&lt;br /&gt;this weather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;espn&lt;/span&gt;.com&lt;br /&gt;lost&lt;br /&gt;people who think Obama represents them,&lt;br /&gt;when Obama does not have anything in common with them at all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377696113547017644-5949184781980354524?l=ideasfrommars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/feeds/5949184781980354524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8377696113547017644&amp;postID=5949184781980354524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/5949184781980354524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/5949184781980354524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/2009/01/sanding-floors-and-opening-doors.html' title='Sanding Floors and Opening Doors'/><author><name>Matthew Aaron Rodriguez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861613669134179036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SWJYoJ4E4cI/AAAAAAAAADQ/zyd_FKm2bYE/S220/1878_model+typewriter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377696113547017644.post-2964403433198382228</id><published>2009-01-16T11:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T13:00:18.182-08:00</updated><title type='text'>putting aside time forgot / forgod</title><content type='html'>Why are we so "caught up"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, it almost always feels like there are not enough hours in the day for me to even live. On a day like today, the sun is shinning bright, and the snow is beautiful, I wish I could pull my girls around in a sled, take them to the park, and then home for hot chocolate. But here I am working. It puzzles me.&lt;br /&gt;We work hard, to provide right? People work harder, and more, because of cost of living. House, car, phone, internet, cell phone, insurance, cable, food, clothes, toys..... the list goes on and on. Did we do this to ourselves? All I wish for is more time with my family. I have a blessed life, but I sometimes question my motives for things.&lt;br /&gt;If I was to work part time at Target. Rachel work part time at JC, and we completely CRUSH our cost of living. Eff the cell phones, eff the internet (which I am on ;) eff cable, eff 2 cars, eff toys and clothes (only from goodwill), Guess what I just did. I just started living a "slower" life, a life with time for family, and God. I have killed my consumming addiction, and I have TIME. Time should not be wasted. We WASTE so much time on things that don't matter. I have to admitt, I love watching the NBA and I haven't in almost a month. Its KILLING me. but does it matter? I tell you one thing, I have spent more time dancing with my daughters, and more time sitting at the table talking to my wife this past month than I really did before. And thats what I like. Its so hard to try and be a hippy in a country like ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What matters to you? LIVE that. I have a motto that I have always wanted to live by, and now, realizing these past few years I have been able to. "Live a life worth writing down. Live a life worth reading to your children....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am by no way saying quite your job! eff america!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just saying that when walking daily with God, I feel like my eyes see more. I feel like my eyes have more of a "birds eye view" on things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in God? Really? Like really really believe in the Bible? what it says???? Then what the HECK are we doing? If you really believe that the Bible is historically acurate, and that revelations is an "idea" of what is to come in the end of times.... THAT means that we, us, NOW, is a part of that. we are a little sliver of time in the Bible. All the heroes, and Gods people in there.... man they lived crazy cool lives. I want that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooo.... now that I am done with my ramble, I will leave on this note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I should make more time for God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a Bible character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray for good time management.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377696113547017644-2964403433198382228?l=ideasfrommars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/feeds/2964403433198382228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8377696113547017644&amp;postID=2964403433198382228' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/2964403433198382228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/2964403433198382228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/2009/01/putting-aside-time-forgot-forgod.html' title='putting aside time forgot / forgod'/><author><name>Matthew Aaron Rodriguez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861613669134179036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SWJYoJ4E4cI/AAAAAAAAADQ/zyd_FKm2bYE/S220/1878_model+typewriter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377696113547017644.post-601914508343996069</id><published>2009-01-09T11:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T11:33:35.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Season of Old Things</title><content type='html'>I remember a time where I had a good "image" of who I wanted to be as I got older. Everyone wants to be cool, or smart, or good looking....  But I remember having an image of myself in middle school of who I wanted to become when I was a man. I don't know what other way to describe it, only by saying if I was to make every right decision in my life thats how it would have turned out. Well. I have been thinking about that lately. About the man I have become. I have to fully admitt that there were a couple years there that not only am I not proud of myself. But I can actually remember thinking the words "what happened to that little boy, with all the promise in the world, to create, serve God firstmost, and live a crazy life books are written about...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. God has completely taken over my life, in a good way. As much as sometimes I wish I did something different, or chose a different lifestyle, or occupation. I fully realize, and understand that God has the best things for me, and to trust that. Now I reflect on my life. I have a beautiful wife, two wonderful daughters, a boy on the way. Lets not forget Lennon. A new house. A creative partner that drives me, and we work great together. THe list goes on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All because of God. He has given me so much. I look at my life now, and I think "I still have plenty of time to prove to middle school me, 'don't worry little mattybones, you are not going to be dissapointed with your life, you will create, serve God, and live a crazy cool life....'" I mean, look what I have done in 3 years time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lived in California&lt;br /&gt;Lived in Africa&lt;br /&gt;Lived in Michigan&lt;br /&gt;Made a Baby  ;)&lt;br /&gt;Got Married to a Model&lt;br /&gt;Bought a House&lt;br /&gt;Wrote a Book with a great friend&lt;br /&gt;Sell Cars!&lt;br /&gt;Worked at Blockbuster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, seriously?!?! Thats all me. Let me correct that. That's all God. all because of him. I have been blessed greatly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I would like to dedicate this new year, the year of 2009 to "Old Things." To become the man that little me would be sooooo proud to become. There is still a chance for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009. A Year of Passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks all. Just to let you know also, new posts of characters, ideas and many more thoughts. All coming from MARS soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377696113547017644-601914508343996069?l=ideasfrommars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/feeds/601914508343996069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8377696113547017644&amp;postID=601914508343996069' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/601914508343996069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/601914508343996069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-season-of-old-things.html' title='A New Season of Old Things'/><author><name>Matthew Aaron Rodriguez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861613669134179036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SWJYoJ4E4cI/AAAAAAAAADQ/zyd_FKm2bYE/S220/1878_model+typewriter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377696113547017644.post-4848556773555170580</id><published>2008-12-22T11:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T19:00:03.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Michigan weather and Disciple Six</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Greetings ladies and gentlemen on this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;blizzorious&lt;/span&gt; Michigan Monday. As much as I love this weather, it's when it doesn't stop that gets &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;a little&lt;/span&gt; annoying. After two days, I am to that point. Thinking about the California weather that my brother is in. He is probably freezing at a low 72.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today we are going to be talking about the project that is probably closest to my heart. Though I think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;TWWMW's&lt;/span&gt; is slightly older than this idea, This is the one that I worked on through High School. This is the one I feel is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;soooooo&lt;/span&gt; amazing. Maybe because it's so simple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is Disciple 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;God bless Bob Ward. Where ever you are. I have tried so hard to get into contact with this guy. Bob is an amazing artist. From what I remember he was a Spawn and Batman lover. He also is to thank for the new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hudsonville&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Hawkeye&lt;/span&gt; logo from a few years back. (a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;competition&lt;/span&gt; he won) I went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Careerline&lt;/span&gt; Tech Center with Bob. we bother were in Graphic Art and Design. He was that guy with the "raw" talent. So we joked around a bit in class, and created a group called Disciple 6. (I am not sure what parts he was involved with so forgive me) I just know that we both came up with the people, and the "powers". (and some of those eventually changed) His main creation i remember was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Vionne&lt;/span&gt;. (who is still the leader) I do know there was a character named Mason, who had guns, that is not in the script. (at the time I was a HUGE fan of Maverick)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I guess all I am trying to say is that this ORIGIN story can not be told without Bob. Because I didn't start this by myself. Besides that beginning I have never seen the kid again. It's the type of situation where I have tied to contact him because I want him to do the art. Anyone see him, let me know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now the origin stories of the characters. The overall theme are my babies. Slowly molded for the past 8 years. Everything slowly coming together. They have always been there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lets start on the note of Spawn. (for Bob) There are a cast of characters through out comic books that have to do with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Apocalyptic&lt;/span&gt; or Hell type of situations. Spawn and Ghost Rider are the two main ones that come to mind, but i know that there are more. Situation is: Guy dies. Goes to Hell. Satan says, here are some powers, you can go back, if you do what I tell you to. Guy goes back with powers....... AND DECIDES to be a good guy!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;yeahhhhh&lt;/span&gt;. wow. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; cool. (slightly sarcastic) oh yeah. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;HELLBOY&lt;/span&gt;. that's another one with sort of the same story. Now lets beat up Satan!!! Yeah. :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So. I got to thinking. People in general (the secular world) is totally down with this story cause its cool. I want people to die. GO TO HEAVEN and have God give them &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;bad ass&lt;/span&gt; powers. (cause he could right???) Though that is not at all the point of my stories. that is what happens. They die. they get powers and come back. Cool right? There is still so much more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The characters think that it is an "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;apocalyptic&lt;/span&gt;" story. So at times some of them have a bit of an annoying "he is coming soon" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;attitude&lt;/span&gt;. But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; not what its about. Let me break it down because I know my thoughts are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;kind&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;sporadic&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Six people die. All at different points in time. All very tragic. All very raw. Each death goes hand and hand with their "gift":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ROOK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282769100369961794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SVAqgen2I0I/AAAAAAAAACk/ASF9Su91tz8/s320/rook.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Zacheus&lt;/span&gt; / Z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unknown time : unknown death : Advanced body and mind&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;VIONNE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282768804961851842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 107px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SVAqPSJEGcI/AAAAAAAAAB8/2lB85XlIFTw/s320/vionne.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Roberto Ward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Medieval&lt;/span&gt; time period : Killed from behind : Ability to create a "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;forceshield&lt;/span&gt;" with his arm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;___________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAZARD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282808014929081058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SVBN5mpvMuI/AAAAAAAAACs/bMy7scL8eD4/s320/IMG_0005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anthony &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Childress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1852 : Killed by his slave owner : Bones are unbreakable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CORDITE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282769085647439490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SVAqfnxuRoI/AAAAAAAAACU/CGzq3VVwJU0/s320/team.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Able Kissinger (on the right)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1957 : Died in school fire : Ability to create explosive energy&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GRIFFIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282808624658811138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SVBOdGEoiQI/AAAAAAAAAC0/G4Gvn8j4tIs/s320/Griffin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Leonard Maddox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2001 : Killed by white suits : Mutant wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;REMEDY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282768808395075698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SVAqPe7m8HI/AAAAAAAAACE/HgucKn67V7U/s320/remedy.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Michelle Chambers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not so distant future : Raped and killed walking home from hospital : Ability to heal&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Z is the only one we do not see a "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;glimpse&lt;/span&gt;" of his past. He currently has no origin story other that, he says he is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;zacheus&lt;/span&gt; from the bible. You know, the wee little man. Sometimes the others are not so sure if he is, or if he is just crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. Robert is Stabbed. Anthony shot by his owner. Able saved a little girl at the school. Leonard was hunted down. Michelle was a student and nurse in Chicago. I do not want to shy away from any of there origins. They all mean so much to why they are the way they are. Michelle prays while her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;tragedy&lt;/span&gt; is happening, please God, heal me...... (get it?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;God is not seen in this series. (visually) Either is Satan. They are talked about. Talked to. But this is about here. I want to find a fine line of preaching, but not. Know what I mean? I think that i could make this whole thing very compelling, but flirt at points with people either saying, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; Christian crap" or "This is too bad to be a c&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;hristain&lt;/span&gt; book" I want to flirt with that line because of the book of Matthew. (the why would a doctor hang out with healthy part, man i can't remember the address!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The Library is the good book. It is the book of all of the names that are in Heaven. It is a beautiful huge room full of books. Each alpha by country. The ladder that slides across and everything. I thought that this would be a great visual to represent the book, and also be there to use as a meeting spot. There is the curator/keeper to the room. An angel of sorts. this is the closest these 6 get to heaven. This is where they are told, that they have been chosen to go back. Another great plot for the "Book" is that at the end of the first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;story arc&lt;/span&gt;, the angel is sitting in a big chair, and the "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Narrator&lt;/span&gt;" voice says. "They do not know what they have gotten themselves into...." In the back ground you see an empty spot on the wall. There are two beautiful books right to the left of the empty spot. It reads &lt;em&gt;"The Book of Angels Vol. 1/3" &lt;/em&gt;And 2/3. The third one is missing, representing the third of angels that left heaven when Satan decided to leave. Right there I sort of have endless ideas in what to do with the future. But as of right now, this is all about the origins, and the "Libertine" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;story arc&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyways there is so much more to tell about it. But I will say one thing. I draw everything "superhero" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;. So don't let the images scare you. I really don't know what format this is going to be in. But I do have a soft spot for comics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Let me know what you think. You can email me at &lt;a href="mailto:ideasfrommars@gmail.com"&gt;ideasfrommars@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt; or just let me know by leaving a comment on here! Thanks! Disciple Six characters and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;story lines&lt;/span&gt; copyright &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;ideasfrommars&lt;/span&gt; 2008.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377696113547017644-4848556773555170580?l=ideasfrommars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/feeds/4848556773555170580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8377696113547017644&amp;postID=4848556773555170580' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/4848556773555170580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/4848556773555170580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/2008/12/more-michigan-weather-and-disciple-six.html' title='More Michigan weather and Disciple Six'/><author><name>Matthew Aaron Rodriguez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861613669134179036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SWJYoJ4E4cI/AAAAAAAAADQ/zyd_FKm2bYE/S220/1878_model+typewriter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SVAqgen2I0I/AAAAAAAAACk/ASF9Su91tz8/s72-c/rook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377696113547017644.post-4093901627435348232</id><published>2008-12-19T09:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T11:26:24.861-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow and a TOP 5 Countdown</title><content type='html'>Right now we are having the most exciting snow fall in Michigan. It's amazing. Not only do I get to brush off 90 cars of snow at the lot, I get to shovel a bit too. Anyways. I thought I would write a bit about what is going on with my life. Not only is this blog for JUST the ideas that I have in my mind. But lets track somethings that have been going on in my life lately! Top 5 count down style:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Selling cars. Its been a good month so far. Work at the lot is coming along for me, and I am appreciating this job more and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The World Within My Walls. The current novel project with best bud and co-creator Geoffrey Haney is going great. Check out the progress at theworldwithinmywalls.blogspot.com Everything is just rolling along. We have the project out to agents right now. We are hoping soon to get some stuff back. Keep checking in for updates. (we also have some new "promo pics" on the site. By promo pics I do not mean pictures of drawings in the book, I mean pics of US!! (thanks wifey)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Kids. My wife and I are expecting another child here in April of 09. Levi Drake will come into the world, and know fully he will be destined to always be better than his older cousin Caleb at EVERYTHING. We are so excited for our families kids (Ella, Sophia, Levi, Ava, Xavier((or whatever the heck Ashley named him)) Caleb, Paul, Tyler, Beverly and Abigael) to all grow up together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Nicknames. Over the years I have been called many things. My mom would say to you that my ONLY name is Matthew. There is no Matt here. Time has passed and they went from Rico, to Rodrigo, to Rod, Roddy...... High School came around and Rod was stuck (Mostly because of Mr Meilke) Post high school they evolved to a Mattybones (which is most used), the mostly never used "Straight edge". Because of my lack of alcohol and drugs in my system. The "pappa rod" a YWAM classic and the Marv's car lot special "Sketchy" Because that's all I do here (besides sell cars obviously) I guess what I am saying is that I like it that I am not just MATT. Just too plain if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. House. This year I purchased a house for my wife for Christmas. I am so happy, and excited to move in, and begin this next chapter in our lives together. With our kids, and our dog Lennon. It is a beautiful house on McKinley, and believe me soon enough all of you will be invited to come and spend time with us. Finally I have space to put up my toys. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope all of you have a wonderful Christmas. Take care and God bless. Thanks for reading this, and being a part of my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377696113547017644-4093901627435348232?l=ideasfrommars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/feeds/4093901627435348232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8377696113547017644&amp;postID=4093901627435348232' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/4093901627435348232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/4093901627435348232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/2008/12/snow-and-top-5-countdown.html' title='Snow and a TOP 5 Countdown'/><author><name>Matthew Aaron Rodriguez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861613669134179036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SWJYoJ4E4cI/AAAAAAAAADQ/zyd_FKm2bYE/S220/1878_model+typewriter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377696113547017644.post-5565412188428132924</id><published>2008-12-14T15:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T17:13:50.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How ideas fall into place.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;A lot&lt;/span&gt; of my ideas form at random moments. I try my hardest to keep them. Store them up inside and save them for later. I have always loved Sesame Street. My favorite characters were Ernie, and Grover. I remember watching VHS recordings of countless episodes that my mom would record for us. (along with some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Zubilee&lt;/span&gt; Zoo) Ever since I was young I have always wanted to create a puppet show for children. You know, teaching lessons. Morals. Biblical principles. Things like that. ----side note---- look up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Quigley's&lt;/span&gt; Village. By far one of the best &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;children's&lt;/span&gt; ministries to come out of the church. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I created something called "The Webster Show" when I was attending Indiana &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Wesleyan&lt;/span&gt; University. The Webster Show was my original thoughts for this puppet show. It would include: Webster. Picture Ernie from Sesame Street as a young boy. that sort of puppet/kid look. wearing a ball cap, shirt, and smile. Webster has a sister named Emma. Emma adores her brother, and looks up to him. Webster loves his sister dearly and always tries to be the hero. Emma also has a blanket she calls Samson. Her blanked has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;frillies&lt;/span&gt; all around the edges that she thinks looks like hair. Emma and Samson have a very "Calvin and Hobbes" relationship. Whenever Webster, Parents or even the dog Jellyroll is around the blanket &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;appears&lt;/span&gt; to be just a blanket. But when she is alone. Talking through a problem, or just needs to say something, the blanket flips, and it has eyes and a mouth, and talks back to her. Sort of a conscience. Webster has a best friend. And the parents are only ever shown by just "voices" (having legs on stage)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This idea has been with me for 6 years. Off and on I randomly draw the blanket. But though I felt it was a good idea, I have never really touched it at all. until a couple months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past year I was asked to lead the 6t&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt; grade group at Gateway Community Church. After talking about it with my wife, we decided to do it together. I couldn't be happier about it. We have a small group, and we are learning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; together. Them, and us. We decided a new name for the group. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;inQuest&lt;/span&gt;. with a motto: in route, in spire, in tune.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A while back I worked on a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;bulletin&lt;/span&gt; for our group to tell the church what we had been learning about. It was all about discovery in our group. And exploration. I found a piece of clip art to place in the program. I really liked the image, and thought that maybe I could draw my own version of it. Soon I realized. I drew Webster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SUWmZExYmII/AAAAAAAAAAc/bf1iZF0OH0Q/s1600-h/Samson2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SUWmZExYmII/AAAAAAAAAAc/bf1iZF0OH0Q/s1600-h/Samson2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279809087869589634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 80px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SUWmZExYmII/AAAAAAAAAAc/bf1iZF0OH0Q/s200/Samson2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SUWmZExYmII/AAAAAAAAAAc/bf1iZF0OH0Q/s1600-h/Samson2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;From here on everything sort of fell into place. That night I drew out all of the characters in the show. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;From Emma to Samson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SUWmZExYmII/AAAAAAAAAAc/bf1iZF0OH0Q/s1600-h/Samson2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SUWmZExYmII/AAAAAAAAAAc/bf1iZF0OH0Q/s1600-h/Samson2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jellyroll to Manning the moon monster (Websters best friend)&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SUWntnAKRGI/AAAAAAAAAAk/wUddtgEDDYs/s1600-h/Manning+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279810540167382114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 168px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 383px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SUWntnAKRGI/AAAAAAAAAAk/wUddtgEDDYs/s200/Manning+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SUWksSjqPpI/AAAAAAAAAAU/eHIrhgAAAtQ/s1600-h/Glopple2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SUWntnAKRGI/AAAAAAAAAAk/wUddtgEDDYs/s1600-h/Manning+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SUWntnAKRGI/AAAAAAAAAAk/wUddtgEDDYs/s1600-h/Manning+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Mannings&lt;/span&gt; pet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Glopple&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SUWksSjqPpI/AAAAAAAAAAU/eHIrhgAAAtQ/s1600-h/Glopple2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SUWksSjqPpI/AAAAAAAAAAU/eHIrhgAAAtQ/s1600-h/Glopple2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279807218964381330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SUWksSjqPpI/AAAAAAAAAAU/eHIrhgAAAtQ/s200/Glopple2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here we are now. Maybe someday I will make the actual puppets. Maybe someday we will do little puppet shows &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt; of the church, or for just the little kids. Soon I will show you pictures of Webster and Emma, but why spoil you all in one post?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What once began as an idea called the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;webster&lt;/span&gt; show, seems now to be almost fully formed as &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"The Webster Robot Show"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The Webster Robot Show characters and ideas copyright 2008 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ideasfrommars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377696113547017644-5565412188428132924?l=ideasfrommars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/feeds/5565412188428132924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8377696113547017644&amp;postID=5565412188428132924' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/5565412188428132924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/5565412188428132924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/2008/12/how-ideas-fall-into-place.html' title='How ideas fall into place.'/><author><name>Matthew Aaron Rodriguez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861613669134179036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SWJYoJ4E4cI/AAAAAAAAADQ/zyd_FKm2bYE/S220/1878_model+typewriter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SUWmZExYmII/AAAAAAAAAAc/bf1iZF0OH0Q/s72-c/Samson2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377696113547017644.post-9087914844065014306</id><published>2008-12-11T12:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T08:18:12.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a thought formed in Africa</title><content type='html'>I promised readers I would share some of my thoughts and stories. hence the blog title. So, here I go. Opening things up to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was in Africa on a mission trip for 2 months, thoughts started to form from several things. First being the armor of God. Being creative, and descriptive, I have always found this passage in the bible very cool. The breast plate, shoes, sword.... all of it... The second was that a great bond was formed in the group. living for 6 months with 5 other guys (2 of the months overseas) we got to know each other quite well. I noticed that each of us represented a piece of the armor very well. For example, I was the shield. I am very protective, and I love to take care of people. On the negative side I tend to be over protective at times, maybe even overbearing. Each of us have the good qualities of the "part of the armor" we are. and each of us have, or in my story I slightly add one of those characteristics. After all of that. This is formed. (before I go into it, a thanks is needed for Brandon, Zach, Matthew, Christoffer and Cody. Thank you all for the friendship, and the brotherhood. I love you guys.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Search for the Truth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;_&lt;strong&gt;project file: providence_&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(formerly demon hunters)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;There is a crack in Hell. Deep within the furthest wall in the hidden dimension. There is a crack in Hell. What are numbers really? What are souls? What are they worth? If some dead souls were to escape, who would know? A crack big enough for the spirits to get back through, but small enough for Satan himself to not even notice. How will the world react? Would things just all go "evil"? Or on the second time around would they do something different? Maybe change their method. Since now they have hindsight. They see the whole other dimension of things. There is a crack in Hell. Things are slowly going the way of suffering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zach sat at his computer. He called the room his "lab". Most of us refer to it as a basement. He worked out of home as a tech for the CIA. He was noted the smartest there was. But his people skills were lacking. He was an introvert. A suit and tie didn't feel right to him. He never accomplished anything when he was in the office. But is the lab. That was a different story. He owns a 3 bedroom home in Chicago. Nice neighborhood. But in his parents basement is where he flourished, so it was only natural. The lab. An urgent email he opened tonight is what changed his life forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus woke up in his yard. His eyes were blurry but slowly focused. He stood up and walked towards his house. As he walked up the brick sidewalk he realized he was nude. Not again. Gasps came from across the street. "What?" He turned and said. After 2 Olympic games, and 9 gold medals he was definitely use to being looked at. His recent run in with alcohol was not helping the situation. He sat at his computer with a cup of coffee, knowing that within hours he was not going to like what he saw on YouTube. inbox. "I know who you are...." was the subject title from a swell901. Marcus opened it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another night in Philadelphia for Levi. Or as people in the city called him, "Crusader". He stood above the city. He protected it. The pay phone below him rang. He jumped down a few window sills and answer it. They new how to get a hold of him. "We need you to come in" "When?" "NOW." huh. Usually there is a bit of banter. Must be serious. With that Levi headed for the alley. Cooperation is the only reason he is still out here. So he listened. Must be serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody is under the hood of a car. This is where He has been for a few years now. It's peaceful. It's where he felt he should be. Rightfully or not. He struggled a bit with no left hand in tact. All that was left was a nub right above where his elbow was. He turned his attention to the TV. ---"&lt;em&gt;Another month and the crime rate keeps going up.....&lt;/em&gt;" He couldn't help but think he knew the truth. About what was happening. Who would believe him though? And with his life at risk, was it really worth it? Telling the truth? He put his head back under the hood of the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Authorson&lt;/span&gt; is a quiet man. But through the world he is known as a man of great intelligence and spiritual knowledge. The world felt cold. He has known this for a while. His temple in Sweden resembled a castle. With a small staff and several other spiritual advisers, he left his church to run this spiritual spa. A retreat for those who needed it. This spa, with a few large donations from the wealthiest from around the world, became for the people, and was more affordable than most would think. But it was a secret to most also. Almost an invite only sort of place. A loud helicopter hovered above them. USA on the side. They were there to speak to him. Just like the Russians. And the Japanese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Micheal sat in the window seat on the plane. He was hoping no one would sit in either seat next to him. He has been off duty for a few weeks now. He had 2 months to deal with everything that has been thrown at him. Micheal was invisible. He has a dozen passports, and knew a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dozen&lt;/span&gt; languages. Micheal is an agent. A man sat next to him. He looked nice enough, and kept smiling. "Where you headed?" He said. "Sweden." Micheal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; look at him. "Cool, Cool, I'm off to Greenland after the stop in England." Micheal nodded. "What's your name?" The guy wouldn't give up. "Brandon" He lied. "I'm Cody." Micheal knew it was going to be a long flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each person represents something. Cody is the belt of truth. His run in with Micheal takes place 3 years before he looses his arm. Everyone in the group becomes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;acquainted&lt;/span&gt; through time, then they come together for a greater purpose. The government &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;initiates&lt;/span&gt; it. With the war in the world, and things as "confusing" as they are the government does 3 things. First it contacts Levi (Crusader) and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;interrogates&lt;/span&gt; him on what is going on from a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;strictly&lt;/span&gt; crime fighting aspect. Are things different? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;More&lt;/span&gt; to handle? Any thing suspicious. those types of things. Second they contact Zach (who works for them) and has him researching, and finding out ANYTHING he can from a technology stand point. are there any statistics, anything he can help them with when it comes to this crime &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;epidemic&lt;/span&gt;. The final one you have read a bit of. The last thing they do is contact &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Authorson&lt;/span&gt;. Maybe it is something spiritual? Though the government might not be believers of this, they check anyways. They find nothing though. Levi says some, but doesn't tell them about the pit in his stomach. Same with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Arthorson&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Zach&lt;/span&gt; searches deeper. He feels uneasy. With his access to information, and his hacking ability, he realizes, if they came to me, who else would they go to. He finds files on Levi, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Authorson&lt;/span&gt;, and the recent visits from the Government. Then he notices a random folder (top secret) titled Mercury. He opens it up. Marcus &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Haniger&lt;/span&gt;. Nine time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Olympic&lt;/span&gt; Gold medalist is a meta-human. With the ability to run at superhuman speeds. Zach watches video in slow motion, and sees that Marcus is not even trying to run fast. He finds his email, and sends him a message, subject title: I know who you are........ Cody Archer had the opportunity of a lifetime. The oil company he has been working with for several years flew him to Greenland to offer him a partnership. He was very excited. He has been making tons of money and traveling the world. When he got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt; of the corporation things changed. At a site several months earlier something happened. Cody was there when a drill cracked through a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;tech tonic&lt;/span&gt; plate, and an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;indescribable&lt;/span&gt; sound was made by the earth. They quickly shut down, and Cody was very confused. His boss there said not to worry about it. Now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt; of the board, The offered him wealth beyond his wildest dreams if only to never say anything about what happened. He declined. Something, just wasn't right. They gave him a chance. Now he doesn't talk about any of it. And he only has one arm. They would finish to job if they had to. After looking at the TV, Cody &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; help but think he knew what happened. Micheal was on the way to Sweden for a spiritual retreat. working undercover for4 years now, and the recent murder of his parents, the superior officer told him of a spa he should attend. One that invitations were NOT given out. That is where he met &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Authorson&lt;/span&gt;. They have a journey finding David's Sword. But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; a whole other story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A web is formed out of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;necessity&lt;/span&gt;. because a balance must be maintained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I have so far. email me at &lt;a href="mailto:ideasfrommars@gmail.com"&gt;ideasfrommars@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you all, and follow your dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;project file: providence characters and ideas copyright 2008 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;ideasfrommars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377696113547017644-9087914844065014306?l=ideasfrommars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/feeds/9087914844065014306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8377696113547017644&amp;postID=9087914844065014306' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/9087914844065014306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/9087914844065014306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/2008/12/thought-formed-in-africa.html' title='a thought formed in Africa'/><author><name>Matthew Aaron Rodriguez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861613669134179036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SWJYoJ4E4cI/AAAAAAAAADQ/zyd_FKm2bYE/S220/1878_model+typewriter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377696113547017644.post-3996654632760463187</id><published>2008-12-01T15:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T15:37:22.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>Why does it seem like whenever I really need time it's not there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on a day like today, when I tell myself, go to work without your drawing pad, try your hardest to just do "work" while you are there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I sit. and sit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always had huge time management issues. I remember seasons of my life where I could waste weeks at a time not doing a single thing. I could sleep till 3. Go out, doing absolutely nothing, get home at 2. do absolutely nothing all night long and fall asleep in the morning. wake up at 3 the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is almost every artists "Achilles heel" at one point or another. Any REAL artist anyways. sure you could be "artsy" or enjoy "creative things"..... but if you are an artist at heart you know exactly what I am talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creativity has no clock. And the clock does not wait for creativity. they are nemesis. nemisi? hmm.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes creativity runs faster than a clock. Thoughts and ideas will poor out. a whole years worth of great concepts or ideas will come out in minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen Heroes? I will probably be bringing it up a bit cause it is the only show i currently watch, and I do recommend it. In Heroes, characters have powers, but over time, and use, they develop them a bit. and learn how to use them, and what the extent of them are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides dashing good looks with an amazing "fade" (the hip term for reseeding hairline) I consider "creativity" and "vision" to be superpowers of mine. A few friend of mine over time have confirmed this saying, "Anyone can tell you a project, or a dream, and you can add on to it, you have great vision for things...." or "You have the gift of vision....."&lt;br /&gt;I think this is an amazing gift, but along with it I have realized something. I can honestly say I am 99 percent sure, as far as creating stories and using my artistic abilities, I believe God has already revealed to me everything I am going to do for the rest of my life. I have had visions for projects upon projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then they overflow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you one thing that helps a man get over his Achilles heel. Taking his superpower and maximize its ability..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family.&lt;br /&gt;My wife.&lt;br /&gt;My daughters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden this "time" worry, This "time" concept means nothing to me. I laugh at it. I trust God is in control. I provide for my family. I create stories. I know they will fall into place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time will not control me.&lt;br /&gt;All I can do is try my hardest to manage the time I have. Balance it with my family, work, and play. And pray I make the most of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I am is ordinary. But through God I believe I am capable of amazing things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I stated in my first blog you will soon hear of all of the ideas from mars. In good time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377696113547017644-3996654632760463187?l=ideasfrommars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/feeds/3996654632760463187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8377696113547017644&amp;postID=3996654632760463187' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/3996654632760463187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/3996654632760463187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/2008/12/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>Matthew Aaron Rodriguez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861613669134179036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SWJYoJ4E4cI/AAAAAAAAADQ/zyd_FKm2bYE/S220/1878_model+typewriter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377696113547017644.post-3090626118149993968</id><published>2008-11-26T18:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T18:16:30.564-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving and Influences</title><content type='html'>I want to publish my book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Matthew Rodriguez. And I would love to share with you the dreams of a mad man. The dreams of a dreamer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me set the stage for you with what kind of person I am. And what my influences are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoobilee Zoo and Picture Pages........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I lost most of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He-Man and Sesame Street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok got some back with me………&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chronicles of Narnia and Mr. Rogers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Finally Stan Lee and Bill Cosby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who were with me all the way realized that I came full circle. We all OBVIOUSLY know Picture Pages was a Bill Cosby children’s show. (or we do now) My influences as a child definitely shape, and helped mold who I am. And for that, along with my parents I am thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now we begin. The World within my walls.&lt;br /&gt;The world within my walls is a series of books by co-creator Geoff Haney and I. The first book has been complete. Volume 1: Sons of the Moon has been completed over this past year. Its amazing to see how far we have come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book One is about Baron and Baldwin. Two boys, each very different, who discover a magical place hidden inside of the walls of a house in Boston. Shy and quiet Baron finds the world by pulling a vent away from his room wall. Baldwin finds himself literally falling into the world through the fireplace in the library of the house. Inside of this new world, simply called “Eldynwood” by the locals, Baron and Baldwin find themselves meeting each other in the world and finding a great purpose. The Wishmaker, a local magician and fortune teller, and Archer, the one who trains Baron deep in the woods.&lt;br /&gt;I am currently working on an article to write for the Holland Sentinel featuring the book, and our journey in trying to get published. (that’s why I am writing this blog, practice makes perfect!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving is soon so here is my list:&lt;br /&gt;1. My ladies (Rachel, Ella and Sophia)&lt;br /&gt;2. My boys (Lennon and soon to be born Levi)&lt;br /&gt;3. A good job&lt;br /&gt;4. God&lt;br /&gt;5.The World Within My Walls&lt;br /&gt;6. Everything Chicago&lt;br /&gt;7.Caleb and all of the other babies being born&lt;br /&gt;8. Gateway Community Church&lt;br /&gt;9. Will Smith Movies&lt;br /&gt;10. Lots of Thanksgiving food&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377696113547017644-3090626118149993968?l=ideasfrommars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/feeds/3090626118149993968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8377696113547017644&amp;postID=3090626118149993968' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/3090626118149993968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/3090626118149993968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving-and-influences.html' title='Thanksgiving and Influences'/><author><name>Matthew Aaron Rodriguez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861613669134179036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SWJYoJ4E4cI/AAAAAAAAADQ/zyd_FKm2bYE/S220/1878_model+typewriter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377696113547017644.post-1028220889429628944</id><published>2008-11-25T11:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T19:28:34.101-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beginning'/><title type='text'>My Studio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="georgia"&gt;So it begins.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is MARS? Where does mars exsist? Well. Its a concept a teenage boy came up with. That boy became a man (insert jokes about my manhood here) that wants to continue to grow the God given dreams he has, and with those ideas, there needs to be a place for them to sit. a place for all of my thoughts to rest. Outside of my head. My name is (M)atthew (A)aron (R)odriguez, and this is my (S)tudio. This will be my brain. M.A.R.S. This will be where my creative thoughts sit, for you to read about. Over flowing notebooks, pads of paper, and drawing books that my wife would love for me to get rid off :) now will be kept in "this" world. Though I will not give up all of my stuff at home, I do think my lovely wife is right. (though she has never told me out loud i have too much stuff, God bless her heart....)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go ahead now and add this url to your favorites. Come back and check in on me and my thoughts. The currect project right now is The World Within My Walls. A fantasy book that Geoff Haney and I have created. We are at the point where writing agents are being contacted! We are excited, and looking forward to what professionals in the field have to say about our creation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Five Current Thoughts:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Prayers for my daughter, she has pink eye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I like snow this year more than I have in a very long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Call one of your parents today and tell them you love them, and thats all you needed to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. My wife is going to love her Christmas present.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. The love of money is evil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soon and very soon you will all be hearing about wonderful stories from my head. Titles including: The World within My Walls, Disciple 6, The Webster Robot Show, Demon Hunters, The All Stars, and many more.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377696113547017644-1028220889429628944?l=ideasfrommars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/feeds/1028220889429628944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8377696113547017644&amp;postID=1028220889429628944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/1028220889429628944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377696113547017644/posts/default/1028220889429628944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ideasfrommars.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-studio.html' title='My Studio'/><author><name>Matthew Aaron Rodriguez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861613669134179036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FTDMJ8eNbsU/SWJYoJ4E4cI/AAAAAAAAADQ/zyd_FKm2bYE/S220/1878_model+typewriter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
