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Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, dust and gravel flying, thoroughly used up and totally worn out, loudly proclaiming "Wow, what a ride!  Thank you Lord."



Last updated: 04/28/2013


Okay, you found us!  I haven't been able to spend much time updating this space, but if you come back from time-to-time, you might find something new or worthwhile (though that last part is unlikely).

We're the Wood family: Brian, Kellie, Blake (& Autumn), Dillon, and Taylor (along with an assortment of pets -- though the roster changes periodically).

Brian can be reached at v908 at yahoo.com
Kellie can be reached at kelliekwood at yahoo.com
Blake might be able to be reached at blake.wood824 at gmail.com
Dillon will probably ignore your mail at dillqnm at yahoo.com
Taylor periodically checks woodlet3 at yahoo.com

Latest news: Brian left the Jet Propulsion Laboratory (JPL) and is now VP of Information Technology at Entertainment Partners in Burbank.  Blake is still cranking through school at CSUN, working at several odd jobs (well, Starbucks isn't too odd), and serving as an active reservist for the Marines. Dillon graduated from UC Santa Cruz and is now pursuing a management career at Hollister.  Taylor's is wrapping up at Hart High School and looking forward to starting college at UC Santa Cruz (yes, following in his brother's footsteps).  Kellie is still working as a paralegal at the law offices of Dal Soglio & Martens.  Brian retired from the Hungry Valley patrol (after putting in over 20 years) but is still riding dirt bikes (primarily dual sport now) and leading rides for the California Chapter of the Motorcycle Sport Touring Association.

We do post pictures from time-to-time of activities we're up to.  See the latest at http://picasaweb.google.com/rydred.

I'm not sure why you'd want to, but sign my guest book!!!


Do you give the horse his strength
or clothe his neck with a flowing mane?

Do you make him leap like a locust,
striking terror with his proud snorting?

He paws fiercely, rejoicing in his strength,
and charges into the fray.

He laughs at fear, afraid of nothing;
he does not shy away from the sword.

The quiver rattles against his side,
along with the flashing spear and lance.

In frenzied excitement he eats up the ground;
he cannot stand still when the trumpet sounds.

At the blast of the trumpet he snorts, "Aha!"
He catches the scent of battle from afar,
the shout of commanders and the battle cry.
(Job 39:19-25)

"Call on God, but row away from the rocks." - Hunter S. Thompson


"There is a cult of ignorance in the United States, and there has always been.  The strain of anti-intellectualism has been a constant thread winding its way through our political and cultural life, nurtured by the false notion that democracy means that 'my ignorance is just as good as your knowledge.'" - Isaac Asimov

Any questions, comments, or complaints may be sent to v908 at yahoo.com.
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