<?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-12541262</id><updated>2012-01-24T14:03:11.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Calebration</title><subtitle type='html'>I'm a Calebrity!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>106</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-7621105626018732438</id><published>2008-11-15T06:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T06:54:19.492-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life and stuff</title><content type='html'>Crowns been going fairly well. Really not a whole lot to talk about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw 21 the other day. it was a good movie, not the greatest, but good. Unlike most vegas movies like Oceans 13, I could actually relate to some of the charactors desisions. definatly not all of them, but more than other vegas casino movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also been reading on Rob Bell a bit. Heard he has some morall issues, but have yet to see anything that REALLY sets me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Caleb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-7621105626018732438?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/7621105626018732438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=7621105626018732438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/7621105626018732438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/7621105626018732438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2008/11/life-and-stuff.html' title='Life and stuff'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-8713046490195863667</id><published>2008-10-17T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T19:47:56.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to posting</title><content type='html'>Though most of my readers are crownies, the fact is that i may very well have some non crownie people, so heres the quick update on my classes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homeroom - not much to report. Really dont have any complex descriptions or feeling bout this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American Lit - Not as much homework as previous years and the material, though it doesn't exactly fascinate me, isn't completely dull. The studing of fiction is the part that does keep it interesting for me. Problem is that the homework is hard to figure out. Part of my frustration with that is my difficulty with staying organized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study Hall - Fun, not enthralling, but fun. lot of euchre, some stupiduel. maybe i can get a short game of mafia going sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAT class - hmm... cant say i like this class a whole lot, but i also cant say its difficult, and as its taught by mrs s, its not nearly as bad as it could be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch - ... i want my peanut product back... and wheres my soda... and now my junk food... I have nothing left... cept my favoite mercury-soaked and somewhat-healthy strange-thing-that-im-really-suprised-i-liked-though-its-been-one-of-my-favorite-foods-for-as-long-as-i-can-remember food -- TUNA... which mom doesnt buy very often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Health - Oog. I admit that its informative, but like all health books, this curriculum seems to assume we have little life beyond our health. there are other ways to be happy, and they dont require a total rewriting of lifestyle and schedule. It only talks about how comlex it is to be healthy, but im not seeing too much about the benefits... if im gonna be doing all this, i want something out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art History - Again, oog. Not the most interesting topic in the world, and im honestly confused why were taking a course on it, but i am. Art isnt how my imagination expresses itself. fiction history, id be engrossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American history - Not the most interesting curriculem, but considering I have Chris' devestatingly smart dad for a teacher, and that the class spends more time on critical thinking than on history, this is probably my favorite class this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sci olympiad - Hmm. mixed feelings here. itl probly be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basketball - Im not doing the team... the class is okay though, but im really not sports person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random afterwards... mainly talking to people. most often EG, Mariel, or Matt. little confusing whats going on sometimes. maybe if a few who stay a while after come up with a plan to play stupiduel every week or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics - taught by my dad. Amazing teacher. the class is a lot more interesting them chem,, but a lot more math, and i REALLY dont like math...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... what else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NHD: I would like to go with Ry, Kiri, Mitch, and Chris, but the fact is that that fifth place is probably needed more by vic than me. The alternatives include teaming with either new people, people i dont know super well, or people i dont think i can work ultra well with. I could go with lex, but i cant see us making that great a team without a mediator that knows us both well. Other option is going with Ian and Mariel. most of the stuff iv teamed up with the latter have come out ok, but Ian... I can see me and him doing great things if we ("we" meaning "I") can get past that first instinct to annoy and irritate. Other issue is that we have a narrow window of mutual interests, and we'd have to avoid our "hot button" topics. im also a little afraid well discover new ones. I guess my thoughts with this is more what its do to my friendship with ian. Itl either put a LOT of stress on it making us more frustrated with each other than usual, or itl help us find a common ground and give us a chance to find ways we can work together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, thats my life in a nutshell, ill close with some lyrics to a song stuck in my head this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I may,&lt;br /&gt;Wish I might&lt;br /&gt;Be someone else tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I was never born at all.&lt;br /&gt;And I'll try to save the world&lt;br /&gt;Cause in the end I know&lt;br /&gt;I'm the chosen one,&lt;br /&gt;I'm the chosen one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Caleb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-8713046490195863667?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/8713046490195863667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=8713046490195863667' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/8713046490195863667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/8713046490195863667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2008/10/back-to-posting.html' title='Back to posting'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-6310766797297491036</id><published>2008-06-20T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T04:59:30.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WI</title><content type='html'>And we're off...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-6310766797297491036?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/6310766797297491036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=6310766797297491036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/6310766797297491036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/6310766797297491036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2008/06/wi.html' title='WI'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-2496941559298185379</id><published>2008-06-17T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T19:23:02.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Plans changed, so I had time!</title><content type='html'>Hello. Ryan was going to coauthor with me, but he left, so im here alone. he might chime in later and ill update, or if he comes down before im done that might also be grounds for him coauthoring. or if kiri or mitch come down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well turns out the 6:00 meeting was just to go to the exibits, not the siteseeing stuff. well i finally got my buttons, so im able to trade now. in one night i traded of ALL my ohio buttons for other states. the only thing i have doubles of now is Wisconson. i dont have all, just many many many. my pant leg was covered side to side, pocket to knee. Made some friends there too! there was a girl from nebraska named Tracy who started wtih 6 buttons, but eventually traded and traded till she had a freelance buisness of like 30 buttons in a thing around her neck. She was... random... im worse, but shes more so than most people. Appearently i left an impression cause she remebered my name, but not ryans and didnt know mitches for a while. she referred to ry and EG as "Caleb's Friend" and "Caleb's Shadow" respectivly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The preformances, at least the two i saw, were sooooo good! if you want more details ask me in person some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i should go. bye YBIC and @&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Caleb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-2496941559298185379?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/2496941559298185379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=2496941559298185379' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/2496941559298185379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/2496941559298185379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2008/06/plans-changed-so-i-had-time.html' title='Plans changed, so I had time!'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-3117730623068954526</id><published>2008-06-17T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T14:23:01.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NHD day 3: still just me</title><content type='html'>Nothing new has happened much. well ok theres our interview, thats something, but otherwiser its mainly hanging out at the hotel or by the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interview went well. we knew most of the questions and the judges seemed mildly impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were going sightseeing later (planning on seeing the white house, the washington monument, the back of a penny, ect), and the whole reason were waiting is so that were tired when we get back and get a good nights sleep. like that ever happens. were going to meet the senators tomorow and spending the whole day dowtown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the reason im posting now is cause if all goes according to plan ill be too tired later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Cleb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-3117730623068954526?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/3117730623068954526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=3117730623068954526' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/3117730623068954526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/3117730623068954526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2008/06/nhd-day-3-still-just-me.html' title='NHD day 3: still just me'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-3027997405884648480</id><published>2008-06-16T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T21:30:52.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2</title><content type='html'>Sorry, just Caleb this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be going to bed as i need to be up early tomero, but i wanted to talk about today while its still fresh in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to mcdonalds to get some breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;We met and left to go to the capitol&lt;br /&gt;We took a tour of the pentagon. they have cool bulletproof windows,&lt;br /&gt;I got a flashlight thingy&lt;br /&gt;We went to arlington cemetary. REAALLY akward for me. Ineeded to be quiet and reseptful, but thats a problem for me, as i cannot think that profoundly, try as i might. I can be quiet, but even that only lasts 20 min, glad to leave. dont like funerals or graveyards... too serious for me.&lt;br /&gt;Went to the smithsonian. interesting, but not super. kiri  actually took a lot of pics. many of me. one i want her to delete, but i guess thats kinda hypocrisy.&lt;br /&gt;Ate at noodles and co. kept running out of things to talk about, so we just kept randomly talking about the homeschool ball. it was all we could think of to speak of. we need a life.&lt;br /&gt;Came back and reviewed. we went over our plan and practiced out interviews. we should do okay, but the questions are gonna be tough. things were rough for the junior team... they didnt make it. hopefully we can do better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray.&lt;br /&gt;-Caleb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-3027997405884648480?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/3027997405884648480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=3027997405884648480' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/3027997405884648480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/3027997405884648480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-2.html' title='Day 2'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-900820439737474550</id><published>2008-06-15T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T20:10:06.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NHD day one three authors!</title><content type='html'>Well i finally reached the hotel. The trip here was annoying frustrating dull confusing and took forever. In short, a general school day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news, infrequent poster tiger8 has agreed to coauthor this post with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hi everyone! I am uploading our national version of the site, i will have a URL shortly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo ya, italics is ryan, normal is me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We had a lot of fun today button trading&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya but i left mine at home and megan was out of extras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Randomly, someone would come up to you and say "hey you gotta wyoming?" and i be like "no -- i got oh-hio" and they be like "ok deal" and it was done.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mine are coming by overnight mail. hopefully they arrive soon. like by tues or wed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trip here: Annoying and uneventful. Dad forgot to put maps in gps and spent an hour trying to upload them, only to realize he left the cord at his work. too out of the way to get, so he settles for mapquest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on the way we listened to Silver Chair audio drama. the one where aslan sounds like a drunken game show host.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our trip here was pretty uneventful except for many, and frequent bathroom breaks as a result of the many little girls in the YG, and KC Car, though YG and KC were in our car. we did make a cantena and mitch can pick up wireless that the rest of us can't see, and we brodcasted a wireless network called "NHDorBUST" so that everyone could see. well I will back in a few I need to get that site up, some ppl have requested it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY new coauthor! Everyone meet KC aka reddotdaisy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shell be in &lt;strong&gt;bold&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey all! Ok... only Evie. Cause she's the only one who will probably check it. Humpf. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well. I'm extremely tired. Too many late nights. Grrr. Rode all day in a car. Listened to random songs on the radio.... one's i havent thought about in forever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok. going up to get my little attitude. hehe. bye now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaand. new coauthor leves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My this is becomeing a very interesting post about nothing of major interest whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, What else? Oh! I shaved yesterday. for the first time. hated every stinking second of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We contacted a old friend who lives down here hopefully well be able to see him over the week, but its a busy week so we might not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to chipotle for the first time. felt like an abandoned factory, and there wasnt any food i liked. there were chips, but they wernt that great. too much lime, too little salt. Had maby 2 thirds of the bag, handed out some, then gave what ever was left after my eating and sharing to alex. she loved em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seem to be going all over the map chronologically, but there is the book sale yesterday. problem with explaining it is that the only person who will definatly read this was there and the ones who occasionally read this are here.&lt;br /&gt;Biked there. wet day, mild rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Im looking up the pentagon, trying to figure out if we can aprk there. fun being with all these other history buffs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K... um.. ya Well i did a lot of heavy lifting, helped set up, then hung out with Mariel, my sister (though mariel qualifies as my sis in christ, i am reffering to rachel), erin, seth, and christina. ran the consession stand and played stupiduel. didnt like the pizza for lunch so i biked to mickey d's and back for fries and a hamburger that got my order wrong. heavy lifted book into other peoples cars, then left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! new random fact! I had a wendys baconator. i ordered just meat and bacon, but they added mayo. my first time eating mayo. not that good, but i ate it and anjoyed the bacon and meat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k think thats everything. Ryan will post the URL on his blog when he gets it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il doo all the sigs, so that whay they all in my style&lt;br /&gt;-Caleb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Ryan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Kiri&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-900820439737474550?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/900820439737474550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=900820439737474550' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/900820439737474550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/900820439737474550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2008/06/nhd-day-one-three-authors.html' title='NHD day one three authors!'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-2081652770593111042</id><published>2008-06-09T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T20:01:08.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Minor Historical event</title><content type='html'>My 1ooth post! I kid you not! This is exactly 100!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of me wants to never post again, just keep it even. Or maybe delete an older post for every new one? oh well, if i did that id never hit 200. lord know where i am counting xanga posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went well. After blogging and relay I went to Mariel and Reddotdaisy's dance recital. They were amazing! There was the occasional sync issue with the younger dances, and though the boy dances were extremely cool, they didnt hit the same notes as Nate and Seth's dance. But the costumes were great (yes! modest dance costumes!), the dances themselves were great (yet completly free of butt shaking), and the story was an interesting twist on cinderella (never thought id ever be able to hear that story and like it at the same time). Then I went and talked to the celebrity dancers themselves, had a cupcake, then went home... and had some lemonade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today i stayed home and did math and facebook. IMed, went to Mariel's to pick up some stuf that I have no clue what it was that I picked up, but I think it was for Sci next year. Then came home and watched Smallville. Good episode about Clark finally telling Lana his secret (then proposing), but she ends up dying, so he goes back in time to save her, doesnt tell, she breaks up with him, and Clarks Dad dies instead. Im liking Jor-El less and less every season. If you dont understand (and you probly dont) dont worry, im just randomly ranting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the plus side though, bible reading's going better this last week or so than it has since school ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i have parts of Hawk Nelson's "ancient history" stuck in my head. I still picture hawk nelson as a person more easily than a band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye YBIC LDHF @&lt;br /&gt;-Caleb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-2081652770593111042?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/2081652770593111042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=2081652770593111042' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/2081652770593111042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/2081652770593111042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2008/06/minor-historical-event.html' title='Minor Historical event'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-3019736095304788469</id><published>2008-06-08T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T07:10:26.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relay for Life</title><content type='html'>Went to Relay for life today. It was a good day, but soo much happened.&lt;br /&gt;We got there and started setting up about 7-8 am on sat. then at 9 we watched the survivors lap, where the cancer survivors do a lap and the teams cheer them on (our team held up signs and had James wearing boxing gloves punching at a punching bag that read "cancer"). Then we went on the team lap where we all go around in a circle once as a team. then we bagan to disperse. we always had one person on the track, but others would hang out at the campsite, and check out the other campsites (all of em, including ours, had small shops and stands selling stuff). Several of them took donations, which means you just give what you think its worth. Of course, this meant Dylan went up to the snocone macine for about 7 free snocones. So i spent the day in a long, drawn-out battle against dehydration. There are, of course, better weapons than soda, but hey, ill take what i can get.&lt;br /&gt;Both Nathan and Jon volentreered to sit in the duncking booth, i played a cool trivia game about 3 times (during the second one i get a vibration in my cell phone from Mariel calling me). Caleb2 brought a 3 foot sub his boss had donated to us for lunch. Went with James to go get some gas and money, then again to get some coffee from a gas station. Then when I came back, there was a bomb squad truck that ad come and people could go look at it and stuff. I went and saw it, then called Mitch to tell him. Took me a while to explain that the bomb squad was there, but not showing live bomb demonstations. Then pizza. The usual sauseless. Then came evening. Went home to take a shower, but it was dark when i got out so dad had to drive me back (though i walked halfway). The night was as long as it was uneventful. James and Ian walked. A lot. Eventually (at like 4am) I went to bed and slept beneath the table for about 2-3 hours. Then I wake up and we do the final laps, VERY painful. everyone was half awake and in pain. Then people started leaving, we saw the awards and raffle results (Got some stuff, t shirts mug and the like. not much worth noting). Then the first lap for next year. I got to carry one of the flags! Then went home. and here i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The amazing part in Ian. the 9 year old who walked 26 miles in the time frame (thats 104 laps). Amazing feat, but James did the same thing. But ians half his age, so its a stunning acomplishment. Poor kids gonna be hurting for a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might update this post with more details later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me how the sat recital went?&lt;br /&gt;-Caleb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-3019736095304788469?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/3019736095304788469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=3019736095304788469' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/3019736095304788469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/3019736095304788469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2008/06/relay-for-life.html' title='Relay for Life'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-8888620536699528364</id><published>2008-06-02T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T15:55:20.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long biking trip</title><content type='html'>Was gonna go on three errands today, but the trip to walmart to get some tennis balls for seth got canceled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the liberary to drop off some dvds and then went all the way to borders to buy eragon and eldest. looked for a book for mom, but they didnt have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went to a gas station to buys a soda and came home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Altogether -- 1.5-2 hours or so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Caleb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-8888620536699528364?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/8888620536699528364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=8888620536699528364' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/8888620536699528364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/8888620536699528364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2008/06/long-biking-trip.html' title='Long biking trip'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-6219978169770242007</id><published>2008-06-01T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T19:15:46.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Picnic, Recital, and Graduation</title><content type='html'>Three major events this weekend. My only regular blog reader was at all three and my recurring readers were all at at least one or two, and yet I'm going to post about them all for the few who wern't there or who wanted my perspective on the events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crown Picnic: Overall fun. I started out my day hiding behind a bush waiting for people i knew coming in. I had Chris standing on the opposite side of the path i was hiding on, then when a person came by, he struck up conversation while i snuck up and scared em. Kiri flinched. Ian flinched too, but Kiri flinched worse.&lt;br /&gt;Then eatin time. Evie arraved, meaning the gang was all here. Cept Josh. He not come to these things often. Had my usual conversations with Ian. Mild threats, injuries, and staredowns included. Then Mitch and Chris disappeared. Ian went looking for them, i went looking with him. He waited for me to turn my back, and ran away. Oh well, i wasnt interested in the conversation much anyway. Walked away, only to bump into their royal orginaztion and caffination themselves -- Chris and Mitch! We ran and hid, but then mitch got thirsty and needed water. So we started our hunt for Kiri, who knew where the water was.&lt;br /&gt;I had seen the girls go down one path earlier, so we followed, but every turn resulted in a dead end. and us even more tired, me giving mitch several sips of powerade. We eventually found them, lauged, talked, went hiking again. Girls went one way, I went another, but i had like 6 ppl following me who had nothing better to do. Including Ian. I tunred around, and dashed ahead. I guess they figured they could keep up with me, so didnt go very fast. i took a side path and who should i find but the girls. exelent hiding place. until ian come in, looking for a fight. i run, see other followers, run back. "CALEB!!" crud, ian, i run back, he catches me. we all head back.&lt;br /&gt;Whew adventured over -- ya right! Evie Kiri and Laura went back on another hike. pretty much everone else stayed behind. I was bored so i did my usual habit of repeating my options. 1) sticking around with everone else, but there really wasnt too much of interest, and i didnt see ryan mitch of chris 2) go find the girls, but had no clue where they were, wasnt in the mood for another adventure, and they had specifically stated that i wouldnt want to go. At this point Ian interupted me, gave me a glare, and told me not to go looking for the girls cause they obviously wanted to be alone. um... ooookkkaaayy... Ryan mich and chris came marching in. so i follow them. "were doing a march for hat choice!" so there i am. marching for freedom of wearing crazy hats to crown. then we meet up with everone else, girls included, and play at the tree for like 45 min. people came and went off and on throughout, but it was fun. There was a pine cone war, which i didnt take sides on because it was either be against evie or be against ian, and i didnt know which one scares me more, so i was chronicler. There was an incedent during it that ive been asked by Evie not to speak of, but it had me suprised.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went down to the hill. I ran down to greet mitch and chris, then the three of us went back to the pavilion. decided to hunt for the others and meet at the pond. i wen there, but saw the others across the lake. chased em down, made sure that some ppl there knew to tell mitch and chris where i was, and... missed the poeple i was chasing. im guessing i just didnt look at the observation deck when i passed it. went the rest of the way to realize we had to leave. Just before i went, me ol buddies mitch chris and ryan emerge from the woods once again, so at least im not totally without goodbyes. we leave, and im when we get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day, recital.&lt;br /&gt;Not too much to report here. Evie went and saw it. In it was Rach Nate Seth Elysia hailee erin ian katie hannah abby and a partridge in a pear tree. There were more... iffy... dances than usual (most of Rachel's, one of Katie's and i think some more), but overall it was fun. there was one dance, nightmare, that used stobe lights, cool costumes and fun music. along with n, s, and i's mc hammer dance, it was one of the best of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day: Graduation!&lt;br /&gt;Ok even less to report. we went up on stage, got our pics taken. oh ya evie got her hair cut! not too short, looks great! Kiri's does too, dont know if i brought that up in a prev post. But i honestly didnt know evies hair was as dark as it is. well after the grad, we went downstairs and ate my moms coomkies, and ritz... i have an unhealthy additcion to those things. its creepy how amazing they are... said goodbyes, and right... i mean left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-6219978169770242007?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/6219978169770242007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=6219978169770242007' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/6219978169770242007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/6219978169770242007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2008/06/picnic-recital-and-graduation.html' title='Picnic, Recital, and Graduation'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-2784623344214218764</id><published>2008-05-17T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T21:33:22.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day</title><content type='html'>Went to Seth's birthday today. Tiring. Funnstff. VERY tiring. We went roller blading, followed by ppl begining to arrive (including the brief appearence of the queen of unexpected appearences herself -- Mariel Gullwhacker). Then we ate. I dont like pizza with sauce... but I had a lot of soda. Like half a dozen glasses, but i dont think you guys needed to know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we sang, cake, and presents. then games time with tokens. got 20 tokens, bout 235 tickets. then up to lazer tag. didnt do that bad. my team won both rounds and i did better than i thought i would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came down and redeemed my tickets. got a sword, a finger trap thing, two airheads, a finger trap thingy for evie, and some fake teeth for brayden, cause all thier sibs went and they had to stay home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents talked to other parents for a LOONG time. then we went... to a hotel to visit relatives that were in town. uneventful, speccialy since i mainly sat in the hall alone cause i was so tired and wanted some quiet. that and my cousin was sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come home, blogged. ect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Caleb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-2784623344214218764?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/2784623344214218764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=2784623344214218764' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/2784623344214218764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/2784623344214218764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2008/05/day.html' title='Day'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-1790767332078101725</id><published>2008-05-17T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T06:10:13.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prince Caspien</title><content type='html'>Went to go see prince caspien today. LOTTA fun. Pretty sure both evie and kiri will post about it. and ryan might too! at least one person may or may not post on the crown blog. despite all this, I shall repeat the whole story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was (or seemed to be) one of the first to get there. A few other families started arriving and eventually evie ryan and some others were found to have been shopping all this time. then one of the last ppl to get there were the ppl who were actually HOSTING the thing! Anyway. we got in, talked, gave our tickets, i got a soda and some candy, when i went to go get the candy i found i had forgotten my ticket stub. cruuuud. thankfully one of the concessian stand guys had seen me walk in and let me in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was soooooooo good. made some sarcastic remarks about it and all that witchcraft and occulism and idoletry and peaganism in the movie that could lead kids away from god, but that was just attacking the anti-harry potter ppl. Im gonna need to email Ian about that. But back to the movie. they changed a bunch of stuff -- order of events and the like. plus one gaping change that i heard kiri had a priceless expression during! didnt sit near her so i missed it, but thats okay, sat next to ian, so i got to see his face during the chiwawa commercial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie wen went to EG and Mithrils for a bonfire. things started loooking like theyd be chaotic, what with ppl lumping over the fire and a war begining to form in the treehouse. then they calmed down due to the majority of ppl sitting around the fire. We talked, ate, and lotta other stuff. I cooked cheese pufs over a fire. Ew. mitch had the most accurate description. something along the lines of licking the inside of a john deere motorboat or something... but there was cake. kiri got one of the last peices.... im so used to birthday ppl getting first that i just couldnt help squirming at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the evening ended with a wrestling match twixt ian and yours truly -- well okay dad said it was more like a brawl than a wrestling match. i was losing most of the time but I held my own for about 3 minutes. leading him to yell "CANT YOU JUST STAY DOWN?" "no, no thank you." almost had him pinned to! then he flipped me over and i lost. I would have kept going, just got tired. Had fun though. I seriously though id last a lot less time than i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i said goodbyes and left (much to EG's dismay and denial). 6 days left only 6 days remaining!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna play LoZ, but the others are playing Mario Kart Wii cause alex t is here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Caleb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit: Security is getting complicated, so im giving in and setting to private&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-1790767332078101725?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/1790767332078101725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=1790767332078101725' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/1790767332078101725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/1790767332078101725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2008/05/prince-caspien.html' title='Prince Caspien'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-2968785825284822316</id><published>2008-05-10T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T13:23:16.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Qwerty U. Iopas</title><content type='html'>Shadow's legs have been bad for a while. Now she can't stand anymore. Shes on some meds, but they might not work and we wont know for 48 hrs. prayer requested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter side, I got my bike back and went to Game Trader today. met some new ppl too. Apparently they go there regularly, so ill probly be seeing them again. Along with Tim, Brody, Carson, and all the other Game Trader ppl I usually see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to end of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Caleb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-2968785825284822316?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/2968785825284822316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=2968785825284822316' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/2968785825284822316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/2968785825284822316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2008/05/qwerty-u-iopas.html' title='Qwerty U. Iopas'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-75257433986982845</id><published>2008-05-02T20:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T20:44:06.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Were going to NHD Nationals!</title><content type='html'>SOOOO tired right now.&lt;br /&gt;I will probably be sick tomorow. Annoying Chris has its... setbacks.&lt;br /&gt;Went to CROWN, got home, played wii, took a nap, ate some pizza, got on the comp, wrote some ska, imed evie, beat evie at pear hunter, beat evie at word racer, imed james, and am now tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, Tyler wanted me to email him. Think ill do that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im probly going to set my blog to private soon... just getting annoying taking all these security measures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should go, but i need a conversation topic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about this? Make up a fiction story that involves us (and other people we know if possible). That way i get at least some entertaining comments!&lt;br /&gt;And note to Evie and Alex: Dont just post Ska excerpts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Caleb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-75257433986982845?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/75257433986982845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=75257433986982845' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/75257433986982845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/75257433986982845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2008/05/were-going-to-nhd-nationals.html' title='Were going to NHD Nationals!'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-6096576723444599701</id><published>2008-04-19T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T17:27:23.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haldo</title><content type='html'>Went to a documentary today. &lt;em&gt;Expelled&lt;/em&gt; by Ben Stein. As much as i enjoyed seeing everyone, it was really boring and felt -- logically glitchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. It was a big thing about how Darwinism is crushing out competition and replacing Christianity in schools. But it spent the WHOLE time talking about how Darwinism was &lt;strong&gt;evil&lt;/strong&gt;, yet never talked about it being &lt;strong&gt;wrong&lt;/strong&gt;. They only talked about the opression crimes of atheists (several of which are also commited by the church to nonchristians), never brought in any scientific evidence whether it was right or not. They kept talking about how Darwinists are dumb for assuming that thier right, yet this documentary simply assumed they weren't.&lt;br /&gt;They kept shifting the villians too. They talked to several atheists, who were deeply rooted in thier beliefs and probly not bad or dumb people, then jumped to others who supressed other Christians, then to the Nazi's and the Soviets. It blened it all together to imply that theyre all the same person. You cant take a million criminals and assume they reprisent one another. It just doesn't work.&lt;br /&gt;They also misused humor. If your gonna add comedy to a movie like that, do it in irony only. They kept taking old movie clips and used them to imply that were being attacked by frankenatheist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, I got into a debate with Ian about it, I just cant do in person debates well, so I kept losing my train of thought and getting flustered. Gonna email him later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Caleb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-6096576723444599701?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/6096576723444599701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=6096576723444599701' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/6096576723444599701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/6096576723444599701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2008/04/haldo.html' title='Haldo'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-1409723328286272561</id><published>2008-04-18T17:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T04:08:03.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing (Finally) and war wounds</title><content type='html'>Finally got the pics from the homeschool ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All us Guys (cept Mitch -- he didnt get there till later) pic removed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening march, didnt ask any girls to this one so i got randomly paired. I think she said her name was katie. removed&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;Me and April. We look like something from a spy movie. removed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The name's Bond...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb Bond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Pic of brayden removed due to bloggers inefficient photo system.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Evie. No clue what movie were from... For those individuals with annoyingly good eyesight, the reason my hand is several inches from her waist is thats what most of the guys looked like they were doing. I did the same with April, just cant see it above. pic removed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody! Everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody! Everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody! Ba-dido-dido!&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out biking today. Didnt even make it 5 houses away when THUD! I'm over the handlebars and in pain. One of my bike's reflectors broke, the seats crooked, the chains loose (what most likely caused the crash), and there are several scratches. Mom wants me to take my bike to the shop to get a checkup before i get go out again. Darn! and I was hoping to join nate and seth and Ian/Erin/Hailee/Elysia's Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the plus side, i got some cool looking (but nonetheless painful -- this is going to be a rough week) battle wounds(Which i removed the pic of due to bloggers dumb picture system)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-1409723328286272561?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/1409723328286272561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=1409723328286272561' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/1409723328286272561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/1409723328286272561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2008/04/dancing-finally-and-war-wounds.html' title='Dancing (Finally) and war wounds'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-7400499093437673645</id><published>2008-04-13T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T19:25:04.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Puzzle</title><content type='html'>Had this in youth group. How many can you find?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once made a remark about the hidden books of the Bible. This lulu kept people looking so hard for facts and for others it was a revelation. Some were in a jam, especially since the names of the books were not capitalized, but the truth finally struck home to numbers of readers. To others it was a real job. We want it to be a most facsinating few moments for you. Yes there will be some easy ones to spot. Others may require judges to help find them. I will quickly admit it usually takes a minister to find one of them and there will be lound lamentations when it is found. A little lady says she brews a cup of tea so she can concentrate better. Can you compete really well in this test? Relax, for there really are the names of sixteen books of the Bible in these sentances. Happy hunting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: New Evian pic... notice that EVIAN is everything except NAIVE. Dad pointed the pun out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-7400499093437673645?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/7400499093437673645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=7400499093437673645' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/7400499093437673645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/7400499093437673645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2008/04/puzzle.html' title='Puzzle'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-1700716221335653632</id><published>2008-04-06T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T18:45:20.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Debate with Evie</title><content type='html'>Mariel G (3/26/2008 10:50:52 PM): Hey, i went to a lecture thing at church tonight&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 10:51:04 PM): what about?&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 10:51:09 PM): the dude had some questions that he asked and then explained later&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 10:51:19 PM): on...?&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 10:51:30 PM): mostly about refuting atheism and scientism and the belief that there is no soul,&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 10:51:37 PM): ah&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 10:51:41 PM): that man is pure scientific, etc&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 10:51:42 PM): cool&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 10:51:59 PM): and his stuff was mostly free of biblical dependency, too&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 10:52:16 PM): whoever says that man is a purly logical being never met me&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 10:52:47 PM): here, il ask some questions i wrote down&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 10:53:00 PM): ok..&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 10:53:23 PM): Fill in the blank: the heart pumps blood; the stomach digests; the brain ________.&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 10:53:29 PM): first thought&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 10:53:41 PM): first thing that pops into your head&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 10:53:44 PM): thinks...&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 10:53:51 PM): but NO!&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 10:54:02 PM): That's a Physicalist answer&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 10:54:14 PM): preforms electrical signals and stuff&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 10:54:17 PM): you see, the MIND thinks... the brain just commands the body&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 10:54:23 PM): body movement&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 10:54:36 PM): but the mind is a part of the brain&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 10:54:46 PM): no, its a part of the soul&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 10:54:50 PM): psysically there is no dif&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 10:54:57 PM): oh?&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 10:55:04 PM): Think a vegetative state.&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 10:55:04 PM): and were begging the question&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 10:55:08 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 10:55:09 PM): Brain is shut down&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 10:55:19 PM): true&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 10:55:28 PM): But is the mind shut down?&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 10:55:45 PM): if the patient is comatose... its asleep&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 10:55:52 PM): and its a section of the brain&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 10:56:16 PM): Is it?&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 10:56:26 PM): people can lose thier brain and retain thier mind... like vegetative state&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 10:56:41 PM): When a person has alzheimer's, is their brain dysfunctional or is their mind?&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 10:57:11 PM): and lose thier mind and retain their brain -- retarded people people with amnsia or alhiemers.. people with split personality&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 10:57:33 PM): thier brain is thier mind in that case&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 10:57:41 PM): The brain is physical.&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 10:57:49 PM): yes&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 10:58:06 PM): the mind is mental, but mental is a form of pysical&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 10:58:11 PM): electrical signals&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 10:58:38 PM): Well let's clarify mental&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 10:58:55 PM): having to do with the mind... begging the question&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 10:59:23 PM): i think we might be having equivocation on mind&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:00:39 PM): Well let's assume a person's mind is their brain, or at least a part of it&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:00:50 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:00:57 PM): When that person dies, what happens?&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:01:03 PM): thus it is a phusical component of the body&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:01:10 PM): their mind stays on earth, decays, and becomes the ground?&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:01:33 PM): yes, or to put it in the shorter term, stops sending signals&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:01:41 PM): like all other body parts&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:01:46 PM): So when we're in heaven, how do we think?&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:02:01 PM): given new body&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:02:12 PM): but were begging the question again&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:02:24 PM): we need to avoid biblical reliance&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:03:07 PM): But if it's our mind on earth that's realized that the soul is tainted by sin, then does the new mind in heaven realize this, too?&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:03:31 PM): translation...&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:03:35 PM): but again&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:03:45 PM): avoid biblical reliance&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:04:41 PM): atheists think that the mind think that the soul exists and is tainted by sin... they also think were wrong with niether able to prove the other right&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:05:44 PM): wait... so what exactly are we debating here?&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:06:02 PM): mind exists, mind is physical, what?&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:06:22 PM): can we prove that man goes beyond physical&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:06:32 PM): do we have a soul.. ect&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:06:36 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:07:13 PM): we can assume that the mind is the part of the brain that stores who we are and our memories, as opposed to contoling out bodies&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:07:41 PM): psyically, i have no clue where on our brain that is,&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:08:03 PM): Ah, but mind is not part of brain&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:08:07 PM): mind is part of soul&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:08:15 PM): ok then&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:08:17 PM): mind and brain communicate&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:08:42 PM): ok then... how do we know this... i mean with nonbiblical evidence?&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:09:06 PM): how do we know that the mind is part of the soul, or how do we know that the soul exists?&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:09:17 PM): both&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:09:26 PM): but we can start with the latter&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:09:38 PM): kk thats wat i was gonna suggest&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:10:33 PM): ok so if there was no soul, then all knowledge, all experience, everything we remember, etc is gained thru the 5 senses&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:10:37 PM): correct?&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:10:55 PM): yes, as well as reason&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:11:01 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:11:22 PM): So let's try something here.&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:11:28 PM): Prove that you exist.&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:11:37 PM): How do you know that you exist?&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:12:11 PM): youve seen me, ive spoken to you, weve high fived, several times&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:12:13 PM): You can see yourself, smell yourself, touch yourself, taste yourself, hear yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:12:29 PM): true&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:12:31 PM): But say that you were blind, deaf, paralyzed, couldn't smell, couldn't taste.&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:12:37 PM): nothing worked&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:12:48 PM): Then how would you know you existed?&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:12:49 PM): we have only reason&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:13:01 PM): i think therefore i am&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:13:37 PM): And when you say to yourself, "I think, therefore I am," you know you exist.&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:13:42 PM): people with no senses can make that assumption, they dont because they have never learned, but thay can&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:13:54 PM): This is independent of scientific proof or disproof&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:14:06 PM): You know you are a living, active, self-cousious being.&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:14:12 PM): yes&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:14:37 PM): You have moral experience; reason&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:14:41 PM): Why? &lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:14:44 PM): Is this physical?&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:15:03 PM): and if a person in a vegetative state can know that they are real, they do not have the logical ability, but they can&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:15:19 PM): the brain doubt, therefore it thinks&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:15:35 PM): First prove the brain doubts&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:15:48 PM): More logically, the mind doubts, therefore it thinks&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:16:03 PM): the fact that you are contradicting me&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:16:14 PM): the mind part of the brain is doubting&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:16:17 PM): i was just correcting&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:16:39 PM): But back to the existence of soul&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:17:07 PM): According to Scientism, "I" = Brain.&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:17:16 PM): and Brain = Neural network&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:17:21 PM): yes&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:17:29 PM): So I= neural network&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:17:35 PM): yes&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:17:38 PM): correct?&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:17:47 PM): they believe they are a complicated computer program&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:17:57 PM): With logic&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:18:00 PM): and reasoning&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:18:06 PM): and.... emotions?&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:18:11 PM): yes&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:18:12 PM): but how do emotions fit in?&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:18:30 PM): emotions are chemicals in the brain that cause physical sensations&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:18:34 PM): And a person's personal likes/dislikes.&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:18:48 PM): Pre to Pecan over Almond&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:18:55 PM): likes and dislikes are desicions based on memories&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:19:09 PM): but what about newborn babies?&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:19:15 PM): memories are neural network&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:19:26 PM): newborns still have the chemicals&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:19:36 PM): so memories are pre-wired?&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:19:53 PM): what do u mean by that?&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:20:35 PM): Well if memories are a neural network, one that babies have when they're born, does that mean that memories are artificial, pre-programed?&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:21:23 PM): those that are not pre programmed are programmed later as a result of experinces&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:21:35 PM): as well as other traits&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:21:47 PM): but babies are born with artificial memories.&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:21:58 PM): i was born with aspergers, which affected my taste in food&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:22:04 PM): is that a memory?&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:22:09 PM): no&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:22:14 PM): then red herring&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:22:19 PM): but how do babies have memories&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:22:29 PM): that's my point- they don't.&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:22:51 PM): but if likes/dislikes are the result of memories, how do babies have them?&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:23:04 PM): psysical traits&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:23:15 PM): i was born with aspergers, which affected my likes/dislikes in food&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:23:52 PM): but you said before that likes/dislikes were the result of past experiences&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:24:20 PM): experiences are dictated by physical traits and background&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:24:57 PM): So I'm experiencing sitting in this chair because of my physical traits and background?&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:25:14 PM): Because I've lived [where I have] my whole life and was born with brown hair?&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:25:57 PM): and because you were born into a fam that had a comp and a chair&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:26:10 PM): you chose to attend crown, therefore met me&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:26:16 PM): you chose to get a laptop&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:28:00 PM): All right then. experiences are dictated by the choices one makes and one's genes and environment.&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:28:08 PM): its a chain reaction our physical traits and background affect our taste, thus our choises, thus our experiences, thus our memories, thus out choices ect&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:28:09 PM): Like we learned in bio...&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:28:39 PM): remember in calvin and hobbes when they went down the hill?&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:28:40 PM): But go back to the "our memories thus our choices."&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:29:06 PM): How does a person with amnesia make choices?&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:29:09 PM): our memories affect our interpretations of our world&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:29:14 PM): they wake up.&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:29:20 PM): first thing they do: a choice.&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:29:24 PM): because of what remains of thier mind&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:29:29 PM): they dont lose it all&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:29:34 PM): Assuming they do&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:29:54 PM): then they die, or else gain a completely new personality&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:30:08 PM): as a result of our choices&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:30:09 PM): assuming they don't die&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:30:13 PM): first thing they do when they wake up&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:30:20 PM): how do they make a choice without any memory?&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:30:52 PM): jason borne -- lost his memory as an assasin, became a new man when he woke up&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:31:02 PM): not answering question&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:31:11 PM): they gain memory instantly&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:31:15 PM): just be looking up&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:31:19 PM): by what others do&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:31:41 PM): nah, first thing.&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:31:43 PM): opening eyes&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:31:49 PM): that choice.&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:32:05 PM): because thats a natrual preprogrammed responce... &lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:32:12 PM): so not a memory?&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:32:18 PM): debatably an involentry action&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:32:56 PM): not a memory, a part of the other part of the brain that we dont consider in the brainmind. still neural nework, just a different one&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:33:32 PM): so before when you said that memories affect our choices....there were, of course, exceptions.&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:34:04 PM): memories are one of many facotrs&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:34:18 PM): memories, prewiring, ect&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:34:33 PM): would logic, reason, and impulse be some of these factors?&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:34:40 PM): its a chain, a loop, but not a simple one&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:34:48 PM): yes&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:34:58 PM): Ok, now logic and reason you can preprogram&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:35:07 PM): but impulse, you can't.&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:35:31 PM): impulse is not random, just hard to controll&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:35:44 PM): like flipping a coin&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:36:11 PM): impulse is often based on the actions of others&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:36:21 PM): if you started the coin in the same position, on the same thumb with the same strenght at the sem speed it would land in the same place every time and on the same face&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:36:47 PM): we dont have the ability to controll thing to that minutity&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:37:09 PM): thus its "random"&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:37:33 PM): But often based on reactions to surroundings, others' choices, etc?&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:37:36 PM): its similar, but more complex, with impulse&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:37:43 PM): yes&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:38:35 PM): So the baby's brain is preprogramed with impulses: "On dec. 7, 1941, 12:14:36, duck."&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:38:44 PM): no&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:38:45 PM): correct?&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:38:48 PM): why not?&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:39:03 PM): because it all calculates on the moment&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:39:34 PM): all the factors dont add up into the impulse until the event involved&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:40:08 PM): but, when it all boils down, a person's life is pre-programed&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:40:21 PM): because everyone else's life is pre-programmed&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:40:49 PM): yes, but that preprogram is beyond anyones contoll because of minute details&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:41:05 PM): as well as unknown factors&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:41:06 PM): and their actions, all based on one another, are based on other actions, etc. etc., which are based on logic, which is based on traits and experiences&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:41:13 PM): yes&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:41:17 PM): unknowns?&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:41:21 PM): such as?&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:41:57 PM): i dont know what ian is doing now... if i did, then its possible i would be doing something different&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:42:25 PM): but you don't know because he's not there, and he's not there because he's doing something else, which is because of other things...&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:42:31 PM): yes&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:42:33 PM): it's all one giant chain reaction, right?&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:42:37 PM): yes&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:42:49 PM): Which, strangely, totally depletes the idea of free will&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:43:03 PM): in a way... yes&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:43:14 PM): but this is from an atheist perspective&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:43:25 PM): so people are not to be held accountable for their actions?&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:43:50 PM): it's all fate, the fault of that very first human being (sans biblical res).&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:44:42 PM): devils advocate argument: the reason people should be held accountable is if they are, they will preform actions differently&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:44:59 PM): you would be swearing if your parents didnt have rules against it&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:45:02 PM): or the bible&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:45:21 PM): the reason you dont is cause you learned that rule&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:45:27 PM): but i'm not, because they don't, because they were raised that way, because... because... because...&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:45:49 PM): chain reaction, i'm not swearing because that first person made that first choice that set it off&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:46:23 PM): the reason people should be held accountable for negative actions is that it causes them to not preform negative actions&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:46:37 PM): i dont kill cause i dont want to go to jail&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:47:41 PM): and the law that says you would go to jail was set in place because someone thought it was a good idea, because their reason and logic told them so, because they had experienced and drew conclusions, because.... because.... and it all goes back to the chain&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:47:56 PM): yes&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:48:05 PM): So we're all robots?&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:48:13 PM): so, according to an attheist, we are robots&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:48:28 PM): apparently so&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:48:40 PM): my, but this is an interesting conversation&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:48:49 PM): but we know differently because we have heard other arguments in favor of christ&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:48:57 PM): Hooray!&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:49:11 PM): Which bring in that there is a soul&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:49:23 PM): and that this soul is created in the image of God&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:49:30 PM): and that this image includes free will&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:49:40 PM): also fits the bill&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:49:43 PM): as well as logic and reason&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:49:58 PM): we made the robot assuption from a no god assuption&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:50:11 PM): if we make the reverse, then soul MUST exist&lt;br /&gt;Mariel G (3/26/2008 11:50:36 PM): quite so&lt;br /&gt;Blace (3/26/2008 11:50:52 PM): so it all depend on the assumption&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to comment and add your own thoughts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-1700716221335653632?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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I'm still at the hotel, but were leaving later. SOOO much happened! I'll try and get as much as I can, but I might not be able to get all the details. So Evie, get anything I miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 (thurs): We left. about an 8 hour drive to Chicago. We stopped for lunch at Micky D's then drove the rest of the way, listening to 4 disks of Harry Potter 7. We then got there, and... didnt really do anything. Some others arrived, including my Aunt Judy and Uncle Joe (Siblings, not married), but they wern't there long. We ate dinner at Sweet Tomatoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 (Fri): Woke up and went to talk to Joe and Jude hung out a bit, They left and everyone else went to tourise. Rainforest cafe (Seth ate a whole pizza and I had a REALLY good bacon hamburger), navy pier, the lego store, we went all over the place... not ed debevics though... oh well.  When we got back, several other quizzers and observers had arrived, like my sisters in Christ, Mariel Gullwhacker and Greenlightsaber. We hung out a bit, played some stupiduel, and went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 (Sat): Woke up, went to the Quiz meet, hung out with Mariel and Green pretty much all day. Lost my DS, went on an epic hunt to find it, found it. After the meet, I went back to the hotel, but Mariel and Green went to borders... would have gone if i knew thats what they were planning... oh well. They got back and we played a game of Stupiduel (first major game with no one quitting, at least 7 ppl, that was acually finished and won). After that, the three of us just sat and talked till 11:30 (Chicago Time)... then I went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4: Woke up earlyier than everyone else, ate breakfast, talked to Mariel and Green until Mariel left, than talked with random people and decided to Blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YBIC and @&lt;br /&gt;-Caleb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-4099791214437028052?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/4099791214437028052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=4099791214437028052' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/4099791214437028052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/4099791214437028052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2008/03/chicago.html' title='Chicago'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-5687505037111330922</id><published>2008-03-24T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T10:19:47.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My 25th post since I started posing again... 87th in all</title><content type='html'>Just had a long convo wit Mariel Gullwhacker... Id post it, but its too long, and even if I had the time, i dont want to censor it for sensative info.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised you NHD pics, so here you are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry pics removed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, Mariel and Mithril finally have blogs... Just need EG to get one (or at least comment regularly) and we finally have a small blog group!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-5687505037111330922?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/5687505037111330922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=5687505037111330922' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/5687505037111330922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/5687505037111330922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-25th-post-since-i-started-posing.html' title='My 25th post since I started posing again... 87th in all'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-5669251041840525925</id><published>2008-03-21T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T10:41:25.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I want a cookie...</title><content type='html'>Hello massive and loyal fan club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last sat: Went to the WRHS for the one... the only... National history day!!! Aside from the boring spots, the day as a whole was fun! We won third and are going to state!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurs: Went to WRHS again to study for our site and get ready for state. Found some good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri: Mariel Gullwhacker and her fam came to play super smash bros brawl. we had fun, showed them Psych and Stargate SG-1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday: Went to Mariel Gullwhacker's to play Fact or Crap, Stupiduel, and lotta other games with the likes of Mithril, Evil Genius, and Tiger8. Also had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill post pics later, but Nathan wants me to go play subspace emmisary wif him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTYL ybic and @&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might post a quiz survey thing here soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Caleb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-5669251041840525925?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/5669251041840525925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=5669251041840525925' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/5669251041840525925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/5669251041840525925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-want-cookie.html' title='I want a cookie...'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-3328721175876732865</id><published>2008-03-10T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T19:54:40.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Template! Like it?</title><content type='html'>Went Sledding with Evie and Fishy's families yesterday. Most fun I've had all Winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I went down the hill normally a few times, Then we started going down on these inner tubes. STACKED on these inner tubes. The first time about 8 ppl linked arms on one tube, while me Seth and new guy (Cody) linked on another. I leaded back to lift up my legs halfay down. We all fell off, and Seth ran off chasing the tube. I ran off chasing Seth, fell over, then got plowed over by those other guys. Owch, and whee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down a few times uneventfully, then there was the time we could barely breath. I had to work hard to avoid being flattened into the snow, then everyone else fell over tp ov me and my head was dragged through the snow. THEN by some miracle, I end up on top of the pile, with my hair and face filled with snow, and a cool looking scrape on my face. Evie got some hair snow too, but we never decided for sure whose was worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hung out with Evie and Cody for a while then had to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, why did I say that even though I KNOW the one person who ever reads this was THERE the whole time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In hopes that someone else reads this? Nah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Cleb the Clev&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-3328721175876732865?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/3328721175876732865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=3328721175876732865' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/3328721175876732865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/3328721175876732865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-template-like-it.html' title='New Template! Like it?'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-3594323565987531097</id><published>2008-03-02T19:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T19:57:27.642-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally! A chance to post!</title><content type='html'>Probly wont be able to check comments for a while. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I finally got my temps. Rachel got hers like 3 weeks before I did, but i got them. I am now attempting to learn how to drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went yesterday to an empty partking lot to practice. Me and Rachel both got some practice in. I have officially driven for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Lets just say I need more practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quizzing... Getting better. I'm going to get some practice in tonight hopefully. I'm mainly just doing specialties at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to Harry Potter 7. AMAZING book. Not as good as 1 and 2, but the best one in the story arc since book 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only a few people check here anymore, and only Evie checks regularly...&lt;br /&gt;Clearly I need a larger fan club...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if I told Jokes? nah tried that... thats probably the only reason I have the one frequent commenter neway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super Smash Bros Brawl March 9, Stargate Arc of Truth March 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should post a pic? Don't really have anything to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SERIOUSLY need more posting topics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting idea for discussion: Is it wrong to use swear words in characters dialouge in movies and books? Though swearing is wrong, I've always though it was more the attitude than the actual mouth movements. In books and movies the actors/writers don't have this attitude, thus, at least for them, its not a sin any more than an actor pretending to beat someone up is. Also, swearing might make a nice foil for a villian, if a character swears in a movie, you instantly make an assumption that he has a weaker moral character or a rebelious attitute. Though I could be wrong about all this. I'm just throwing it out for discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the Chec ball coming up, I'm probly going. You people can stop saying how much I need to go... okay well most of them have been reffering to a group that has me in it where most members are leaning against, but just for the record...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My MP3 player broke. And with it its voice-recording capabilities. Hopeing to get a new one eventually. Like in the new few weeks. Maybe when I go get Brawl from WalMart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT WARM WEATHER!!&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO RIDE MY BIKE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im shutting up and leaving now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Caleb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-3594323565987531097?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/3594323565987531097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=3594323565987531097' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/3594323565987531097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/3594323565987531097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2008/03/finally-chance-to-post.html' title='Finally! A chance to post!'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-792907873033282926</id><published>2008-02-09T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T19:50:42.495-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats been going on...</title><content type='html'>Well... Might as well say what I been doing lately... Problem is that Evie, Alex, and Kiri (the only people who have ever commented more than once) either have been AT any worthwhile events, or have been told all about them.&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who read but dont comment, or who will eventualy be reading this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CROWN: Going well. I never thought i would say this, but my favorite subject this year is probably history, the homework is by no means light, but its doable and organized and i can follow whats going on. English is also organized, but really hard, and science is easy, just unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being 17: Ugh, I like being older, and adding another number to my age makes me feel older, but im just recently getting out of the "kids are smarter than adults" mentality. Still not driving yet, but i heard Rachel was practicing with her temps while i was at the quiz meet. I dont have mine cuz i had some school to catch up on over the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quizing: A very big Ugh! It was a lot of fun earlier, but the extra memorization time just feels like adding insult to injury with being buried in crownness. If Ryan or Evie rejoined and i was on thier team, i might reconsider (or kiri, or mich, or chris, or catherine, heck, id even take ian), but id still be leaning against it. I love going to the meets and chigago is AMAZING, but the stuff i love about it i can get out of just watching. Dont worry though, im still gonna finish this year and STUDY! STUDY HARD! Ill be ready... i hope. As for the meet today, i got 3 questions. 2 were review. Oh and i think nathans gonna audition for nationals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video Games: Been playing a bit more that i probly should lately. Especially Legend of Zelda. AMAZING game, VERY addictive. Also playing sonic and the secret rings, fun, okay graphics, but cheesy story and hard controlls. SUPER SMASH BROS BRAWL MARCH 9TH. I think i heard lucarios gonna be in it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TV: Been wathing a lota tv too, only this is a little more under controll. Iv seen all availible episodes of sg1 and atlantis, ive seen the complete first season of psych, and iv seen all 3 lotr movies, now all i have is to finish up the second seasons of mork and muppets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... I think that it. most of you know a lot of this stuff, so if you dont have anything else to comment, post something you know i disagree with and ill either proove you wrong or delete your comment. or worse... BOTH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYALL ybic and all dat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Clebbie-da-Clev&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-792907873033282926?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/792907873033282926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=792907873033282926' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/792907873033282926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/792907873033282926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2008/02/whats-been-going-on.html' title='Whats been going on...'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-5133697644557102579</id><published>2008-02-01T05:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T05:58:57.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello peoples</title><content type='html'>Good morning evie (and maybe alex) (ur the only ones that ever read this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I turned 17 last monday. I got some cool presents. Some bionicles, Twilight Princess, Sonic and the Secret Rings, Season 1 of Psych, a Sonic T-shirt, stuff like that. Anything else noteworthy u were either already there or ive since told u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For any future non-crown readers, i went to mitch/kiri's house to watch the don quixote. whoever said chivalry wasnt dead? We also got a lot of NHD work done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-5133697644557102579?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/5133697644557102579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=5133697644557102579' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/5133697644557102579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/5133697644557102579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2008/02/hello-peoples.html' title='Hello peoples'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-6281020317413938316</id><published>2008-01-11T15:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T15:34:40.529-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I will be 17 years in 17 days</title><content type='html'>Hello loyal fanclub with many many members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally have some stories worth telling about on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to go see National Tresure 2 with CROWN people. I would say a rather solid chunk of people who read my blog were there, so I wont go into detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also went to Katii Dorii and Abbii's house for thier Birthday Partii. It was fun. We mostly played Wii, but after we got bored of that, we  went upstairs and played "piono man" on the piano dead on 9:00 on a saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CROWN started this last week, again, most of you know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiz meet tomorow. I have the material down well, so imm hopefully be able to take down the competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Caleb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-6281020317413938316?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/6281020317413938316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=6281020317413938316' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/6281020317413938316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/6281020317413938316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-will-be-17-years-in-17-days.html' title='I will be 17 years in 17 days'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-6459160954526371205</id><published>2008-01-04T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T18:59:27.779-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello People of Earth</title><content type='html'>Well, this is happy post #80.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for what I been doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much. Some story, but thats for another blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like I dont have anything worth talking about anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only people who really comment are Evie and maybe Alex. (Thank you for not leaving me in the dark down here) And they tend to be around whenever a postworthy event occurs. I went to Mitch's house to watch Akila and the Bee. Even the second time around, its a good movie. Mitch and I kicked butt in cranium. Then I saw like 5 min of LotR because Kiri wanted me to see the opening of the first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stargate Atlantis is really cool, but either ive told you about that or you dont care, if not both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiz meet today. I rode my bike in 20 degree weather for the first time. And the cold and ice didnt bug me. It was trying to pedal through thick snow. Bit of a struggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is my life that boring?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I AM looking forward to is seeing National treasure 2 on sunday. And Im getting RRRRRREEEEEAAAALLLLLLLLYYYY excited about Super Smash Bros Brawl on Feb 10th. And Prince Caspien on march 16th. and Stargate Aof Truth on march IIth and Pirates who dont do anything on Jan 11th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it im always bored out of my skull and can never get school done? Am I lazy and not realizing it? Or do I realize it and just not care because im so Lazy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back-to-School concentration tips anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Caleb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-6459160954526371205?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/6459160954526371205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=6459160954526371205' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/6459160954526371205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/6459160954526371205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2008/01/hello-people-of-earth.html' title='Hello People of Earth'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-7379630947465444602</id><published>2008-01-01T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T09:00:31.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Posting for the first time in 2008</title><content type='html'>Okay, so, what do I talk about? New years resolutions? I resolve (as I always have) to keep fighting those stupid quirks. I guess that counts, but iv been fighting them for a while (with less progress than i would hope).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seth has Civ4 and an expansion pack, so ive been playing that a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to lisha/hailee/erin/ians house for new years, LOTS of people. 19 kids, 6 adults. some of the older kids (i think pretty much all the older kids except evie and i) watched tv most of the evening. I alternated between tv, computer, video games, watching people play piano, failing to fight my quirks (up to 2AM with lotta sugar and soda, whaydya expect from me?), hanging out with evie (i miss crown), calling people (until my phone died), listening to various peoples ipods and mp3 players (including my own), eating, being a fake reailty tv show host, and lots of other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, i did do alot, i guess a 5 second attantion span puts some variety into your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new blog for my story, but all my regular commenters already know about it. its in my profile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess im done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Caleb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-7379630947465444602?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/7379630947465444602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=7379630947465444602' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/7379630947465444602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/7379630947465444602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2008/01/posting-for-first-time-in-2008.html' title='Posting for the first time in 2008'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-7360411292173528390</id><published>2007-12-29T06:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T13:03:23.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>397 ways to annoy people named ian -- wait thats not what this posts about</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone (ok, maybe just "one")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stories going ok. 2 looks like itl be longer than 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should get back to that, so I dont leave you hanging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Caleb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-7360411292173528390?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/7360411292173528390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=7360411292173528390' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/7360411292173528390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/7360411292173528390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2007/12/397-ways-to-annoy-people-named-ian-wait.html' title='397 ways to annoy people named ian -- wait thats not what this posts about'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-6585491479141276753</id><published>2007-12-26T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T10:58:36.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>Helo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry 26th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ended thats  fast?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess time flies. And I guess no one ever really relaizes it and never works hard and makes the most of every moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think ill go play video games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Caleb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-6585491479141276753?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/6585491479141276753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=6585491479141276753' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/6585491479141276753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/6585491479141276753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-2345010003121243171</id><published>2007-12-20T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T07:13:32.418-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas from a Very Bored Young Man</title><content type='html'>I've gotten my share of comments last post, so its time to post again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I had something to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is soon. Kinda didnt see that coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School... is school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still dead level with mom in height.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stories I'm writing are going okay, but mom says I should finish school before I keep going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments anyone? Tell me about your favorite movie or TV show? Blackmail me with something you have on me? I dont care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm begining to get boring, arn't I? I guess you could use that to blackmail me. Maybe I'm just tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try and call some people this weekend (If I have time).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Caleb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: I just found out that I'm able to add email addys to this list that sends emails to them. Does anyone want my post by email?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-2345010003121243171?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/2345010003121243171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=2345010003121243171' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/2345010003121243171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/2345010003121243171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas from a Very Bored Young Man'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-6996330978072947031</id><published>2007-12-13T04:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T08:48:27.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm gonna go this again, but by blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;strike&gt;Do something macgyverish&lt;/strike&gt; done!&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to get this button that attaches to a belt clip off my cell phone (dad used it when it was his), ive been hacking away at it with my pocket knife for days, I talked to dad yesterday and he recommended rubbing alcohol to soften the glue, but i couldnt find any. So I was talking to seth and he mentioned not to get it on any open cuts. I said that even though that would burn, it would kill germs like... PURELL!! Purell acts like rubbing alcohol! I checket it and sure enough, it was 62% ethyl alcohol. I rubbed a little on the super glue that attached the button and used my knife and it came right off. I just did a macgyverism!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a differnt note...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I modfied some of the questions -- feel free to retake it for those who have already taken it. Maybe I'll get some more commenters now. BE CAREFUL NOT TO PUT ANYTHING IDENTIFIABLE ON THIS -- last names, cities, stuff like that. Just answer them about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My first name:&lt;br /&gt;2. My favorite TV show:&lt;br /&gt;3. Take a stab at my middle name:&lt;br /&gt;4. How long have you known me?:&lt;br /&gt;5. When is the last time we saw each other?:&lt;br /&gt;6. Do I smoke?:&lt;br /&gt;7. Do I believe in God?:&lt;br /&gt;8. When you first saw me what was your impression?:&lt;br /&gt;9. My age:&lt;br /&gt;10. Birthday:&lt;br /&gt;11. Colour hair:&lt;br /&gt;12. Colour eyes:&lt;br /&gt;13. Do I have any brothers or sisters?:&lt;br /&gt;14. If my life had a theme song, what song would it be?:&lt;br /&gt;15. Have you ever been jealous of me?: If yes, why?!&lt;br /&gt;16. What's one of my favourite things to do outdoors?:&lt;br /&gt;17. What's one of my fav. things to do indoors?:&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you remember one of the 1st things I said to you?:&lt;br /&gt;19. What's my favourite type of movie?:&lt;br /&gt;20. What is the best feature about me?:&lt;br /&gt;21. Am I shy or outgoing?:&lt;br /&gt;22. Would you say I am funny "ha ha" or funny(sarcastic)?:&lt;br /&gt;23. Am I a rebel or do I follow all the rules?:&lt;br /&gt;24. Would you consider me a friend, an aquaintence or a good friend:&lt;br /&gt;25. Would you call me preppy, slutty, average, sporty, punk, hippie, glam, nerdy, snobby, or something else?:&lt;br /&gt;27. If there were one good nickname for me what would it be?:&lt;br /&gt;28. Are my parents still together?:&lt;br /&gt;29. Have you ever seen me cry? If so wen and y did i cry?:&lt;br /&gt;30. If i had brocalli in my teeth would you tell me?&lt;br /&gt;31. What would u give me out of 10 for personality?&lt;br /&gt;32. What would you give me out of 10 for smarts?&lt;br /&gt;33. What annoys u most about me (honestly)?&lt;br /&gt;34. Do u think i am funny?&lt;br /&gt;35. If you could do one thing to me what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;36. If you could introduce me to anyone you know, but I dont, who would it be?&lt;br /&gt;37. Do you trust me?&lt;br /&gt;38. Do you know anyone that hates me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-6996330978072947031?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/6996330978072947031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=6996330978072947031' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/6996330978072947031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/6996330978072947031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-gonna-go-this-again-but-by-blog.html' title='I&apos;m gonna go this again, but by blog'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-1536188265079304225</id><published>2007-12-11T20:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T20:21:35.422-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I really have little imagination with title recently -- don't I?</title><content type='html'>Went to my bros basketball game tday, helped keep stats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I saw the second game, with Ryan, Mitch, Chris and a buch of other ppl i no on the team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though my math knowlege is limited, its fun to abuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My term paper's going ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School -- well lets just say im looking 4ward to christmas break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you comment on this and another post (only this one if your Kiri or Hannah), then you automatically reach second most frequent poster since i started posting again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your bro in Chist&lt;br /&gt;Talk to ya later&lt;br /&gt;Blind as a bat&lt;br /&gt;-Caleb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-1536188265079304225?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/1536188265079304225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=1536188265079304225' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/1536188265079304225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/1536188265079304225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-really-have-little-imagination-with.html' title='I really have little imagination with title recently -- don&apos;t I?'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-8283552363489855600</id><published>2007-12-08T17:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T17:55:47.245-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz Meet</title><content type='html'>We had a quiz meet today. I don't know how to transition from that to the actual story so ill just skip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first quiz went well. We won with 220 points. I got 2 errors and 3 right answers. One more i would have quized out. The second I think I got 2 right and 3 wrong, we lost that quiz. Then the final quiz -- needs its own paragraph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INTENSE! We went up agaist puff boys (pink polo shirts and the jumping speed of a -- thing thats really really fast) and wild honey (so much skill in every possible quizzing related skill catagory there isnt even an adjective for them -- the only team to beat us to date aside from our second quiz) We were all within 20 points of each other most of the quiz and BARELY won. in one of the questions, Alex had the right answer just as the buzzer went, so they spend like 10 min debating on whether togive it to her or not. The final score was 130 for us and 110 for the other 2 teams. They went into overtime to settle thier tie, then puff boys beat wild honey with 150.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ow... the pain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to evie (and alex if you read this) feel free to comment and add onto the days events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Caleb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-8283552363489855600?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/8283552363489855600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=8283552363489855600' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/8283552363489855600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/8283552363489855600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2007/12/quiz-meet.html' title='Quiz Meet'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-4189985616725041443</id><published>2007-12-04T16:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T07:58:17.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'>no title</title><content type='html'>I have a small collection of monsters&lt;br /&gt;And a small collection of occasional commenters&lt;br /&gt;I'm still wondering how often people check my blog. Do you read it and just occasionall comment, or do you just read it occasionally?&lt;br /&gt;Oh well moving on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crown going semi-well Kinda wish i could focus though....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a musical at the chaple in green the other day (first time setting foot there).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to say... Oh ya, I have a new white elephant gift -- its a --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh there goes the beeper -- back to school&lt;br /&gt;-Caleb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: Okay I have some time now. It's a clock thing that I can rebuild like legos. I currently have it like a scorpion&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-4189985616725041443?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/4189985616725041443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=4189985616725041443' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/4189985616725041443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/4189985616725041443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2007/12/no-title.html' title='no title'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-6029510731537390963</id><published>2007-12-01T20:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T05:47:26.911-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Stuff -- White Rabbit</title><content type='html'>I got a Haircut.&lt;br /&gt;By this time in a week or two, I will know Shakespeare's Julius Caesar like the back of my hand.&lt;br /&gt;I currently know Inferno and Crime and Punishment like the back of my head.&lt;br /&gt;I added some links on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better post now, white rabbit ends any second now&lt;br /&gt;-Caleb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-6029510731537390963?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/6029510731537390963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=6029510731537390963' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/6029510731537390963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/6029510731537390963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2007/12/new-stuff-white-rabbit.html' title='New Stuff -- White Rabbit'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-5852108435764635170</id><published>2007-11-24T06:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T09:40:54.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Week</title><content type='html'>Highlights of my week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The amazing Swift0014 came to visit (My grandpa likes him)&lt;br /&gt;My amazing Grandpa came to visit (We call him buddy)&lt;br /&gt;He came with the amazing Rocso (energetic boston terrier)&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving (I'm thankful for friends, family, and legos)&lt;br /&gt;Saw Shrek III (not as good as the other 2)&lt;br /&gt;Saw Joeseph and the amazing technicolor dreamcoat with the amazing EG and Mithril&lt;br /&gt;Played Civ III a lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Caleb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: This is my 70th post!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-5852108435764635170?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/5852108435764635170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=5852108435764635170' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/5852108435764635170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/5852108435764635170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2007/11/week.html' title='Week'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-4011573370346146120</id><published>2007-11-22T13:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T14:07:27.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i cant think of a worthwhile title...</title><content type='html'>I saw some other people do this a while ago (and some are acually making progress) So I'll try it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 Things to do before I die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read Lord of the Rings 1&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read Lord of the Rings 2&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read Lord of the Rings 3&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read Eragon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read Eldest&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read the third Inheritance Cycle book&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read the Fourth Inheritance Cycle book&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read Out of the Silent Planet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read Perlandra&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read That hideous strength&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read Hamlet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read Legend of Luke&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read the Long Patroll&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read Eulalia&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read Lord Brocktree&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read Triss&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read Loamhedge&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read Rakkety Tam&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read High Rhulain&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read Doomwyte&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Win a Game of Stupiduel against at least 7 other people&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Win a Pokemon Card duel against someone of notable skill&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watch the Matrix Movies enough times to understand them&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watch every episode of Stargate Atlantis&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watch every episode of Monk&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watch every episode of Macgyver&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Win a video game COMPLETELY (Do  everything possible) -- without cheating (walkthroughs are okay)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bike nonstop for 2 hours&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beat James at something worth beating him at.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do something Macgyver-ish&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll see if I can do this&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Caleb&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-4011573370346146120?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/4011573370346146120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=4011573370346146120' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/4011573370346146120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/4011573370346146120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-cant-think-of-worthwhile-title.html' title='i cant think of a worthwhile title...'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-1207935137736664235</id><published>2007-11-20T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T06:45:40.738-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, at least one person's commented</title><content type='html'>Wow, its still a little wierd posting now, usually when I post, i know that my readers will be CROWN people, or IMPACT people, one or the other. Now there might very well be readers from both. This is the first time I have to post without assuming my readers know about a specific event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crown went well...&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry was shocking (we experimented with electricity)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the chapel to help pack and load shoe boxes filled with small toys for a samaritans purse christmas thing (but several of you already knew that, cause you were there, while some of you didn't -- see what i mean?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant think of anything else to say, so ill go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Caleb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-1207935137736664235?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/1207935137736664235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=1207935137736664235' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/1207935137736664235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/1207935137736664235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2007/11/well-at-least-one-persons-commented.html' title='Well, at least one person&apos;s commented'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-4685149855491667145</id><published>2007-11-19T05:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:52:49.708-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R0GKtzYSbdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VNpUNCyIzBU/s1600-h/Caleb+and+Rachel.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134537569669901778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R0GKtzYSbdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VNpUNCyIzBU/s320/Caleb+and+Rachel.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I keep posting these so that I can make them my profile pic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Caleb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-4685149855491667145?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/4685149855491667145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=4685149855491667145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/4685149855491667145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/4685149855491667145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2007/11/again.html' title='Again'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R0GKtzYSbdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VNpUNCyIzBU/s72-c/Caleb+and+Rachel.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-3682744393929380285</id><published>2007-11-18T10:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:52:49.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FOUND IT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R0CLADYSbcI/AAAAAAAAAAU/gaiIZeMjN98/s1600-h/DSCN5643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134256408225803714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R0CLADYSbcI/AAAAAAAAAAU/gaiIZeMjN98/s320/DSCN5643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This picure accuratly describes my relationship with my sister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-3682744393929380285?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/3682744393929380285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=3682744393929380285' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/3682744393929380285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/3682744393929380285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2007/11/found-it.html' title='FOUND IT!'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R0CLADYSbcI/AAAAAAAAAAU/gaiIZeMjN98/s72-c/DSCN5643.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-3385644080173943611</id><published>2007-11-16T19:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:52:50.134-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/Rz5l0DYSbbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pAAeG5xdbi0/s1600-h/100_0359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133652570183724466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/Rz5l0DYSbbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pAAeG5xdbi0/s320/100_0359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a pic of me and rachel from last year. I was looking for a different one but i couldn't find it. Ill post it here when i do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-3385644080173943611?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/3385644080173943611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=3385644080173943611' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/3385644080173943611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/3385644080173943611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2007/11/pic.html' title='Pic'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/Rz5l0DYSbbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pAAeG5xdbi0/s72-c/100_0359.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-3974486556716777609</id><published>2007-11-16T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T19:22:41.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just so you know</title><content type='html'>No one reads this, but ill keep posting so you have enough reading material to keep you occupied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, Mom and I are dead level in height.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Caleb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-3974486556716777609?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/3974486556716777609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=3974486556716777609' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/3974486556716777609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/3974486556716777609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2007/11/just-so-you-know.html' title='Just so you know'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-6706917527842569682</id><published>2007-10-21T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T13:33:05.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Posting again</title><content type='html'>Okay, I'm kinda wondering who still reads this. So I'll do what I did a while ago, I'll post and see who still checks my blog. Feel free to comment and tell me your favorite pizza topping.&lt;br /&gt;-Martin the Worrior&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-6706917527842569682?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/6706917527842569682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=6706917527842569682' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/6706917527842569682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/6706917527842569682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2007/10/posting-again.html' title='Posting again'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-115362004855279690</id><published>2006-07-22T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T19:00:48.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3438/1068/1600/DSCN5427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3438/1068/320/DSCN5427.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3438/1068/1600/DSCN5425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3438/1068/320/DSCN5425.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi. I'm Just putting some pics here so I can use them in an online forum. I might post the place I put them, so you can see what I'm doing with them. They're a lego thing I made.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-115362004855279690?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/115362004855279690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=115362004855279690' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/115362004855279690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/115362004855279690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2006/07/some-pics.html' title='Some Pics'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-115197240276694603</id><published>2006-07-03T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T17:20:02.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KOed but OK</title><content type='html'>Hi guys. Theres a really tired teen at the keyboard now. Anyway, I'm trying to start reading my Bible a little more, so that's good, but yesterday I kinda made a booboo and got punished, so yesterday,i lost my compu priveliges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday my and Elysia/Hailee/Erin/Ian's fam went on a hike. Afterwards, we went to buy some corn on the cob!! Then we went to have some ice cream at this really neat ice cream place and started singing some really fun songs like the ones you sing at a campfire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a C&lt;br /&gt;I am a C-H&lt;br /&gt;I am a C-H-R-I-S-T-I-A-N, (yahoo!)&lt;br /&gt;And I have C-H-R-I-S-T&lt;br /&gt;In my H-E-A-R-T,&lt;br /&gt;And I will L-I-V-E E-T-E-R-N-A-L-L-Y!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father Abraham had many sons.&lt;br /&gt;Many sons had father Abraham.&lt;br /&gt;I am one of them, and so are you.&lt;br /&gt;Now let's all praise the lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we got home and ATE the corn we bought IT WAS SSSSSOOOO GOOD! SEE MY POST ON SKITTLES!! I HAVEN'T HAD ANY IN ALMOST 3 YEARS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, Me Nathan and Seth went to the Game Trader the J's own! Seth and Nathan traded Pokemon cards a lot! I got to duel lots of new people (including JLM007). I have now officially dueled BOTH James and John. Only difference is John acually beat me without cheating while James was creamed even though hes more expirience and (i was told) was cheating. (idc though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get to duel Mr. J. Not that I'd last long enugh to really savor the expeirence though. I really have a lot of work to do if I want to be really good at Pokemon cards! I didn't reallize I was that much of a novice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am. At the computer. Finishing this post. TTYL YBIC and @!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-CaLeBrAtIoN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-115197240276694603?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/115197240276694603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=115197240276694603' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/115197240276694603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/115197240276694603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2006/07/koed-but-ok.html' title='KOed but OK'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-115150312349557609</id><published>2006-06-28T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T06:58:43.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go here</title><content type='html'>http://club.lego.com/eng/clubpages/view.aspx?id=a957f825-ba31-484d-ade3-df3ec3b7840a It's my LEGO club page.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-115150312349557609?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/115150312349557609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=115150312349557609' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/115150312349557609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/115150312349557609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2006/06/go-here.html' title='Go here'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-115023488664984031</id><published>2006-06-13T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T14:41:55.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Year</title><content type='html'>It's been a really cool year, and I was thinking, what if I made a post like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment and tell me what major changeshave come in your life in the last year. Anything from lifestyle to character. For me, it would be my growth in character. Life wise, I have made dozens of new friends at CROWN and have almost matured (lol jk I've matured alot).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Calebration&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-115023488664984031?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/115023488664984031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=115023488664984031' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/115023488664984031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/115023488664984031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2006/06/year.html' title='Year'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-114996232718251566</id><published>2006-06-10T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T10:58:47.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DRIP &amp; LT</title><content type='html'>Well, DRIP got a little complicated, so I'm canceling it. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for LT, I'm not so sure I want to go anymore. I have some problems with sitting still, staying focused, and other things that might not make it as enjoyable. If I don't go this year, I might have those things worked out a little more and go next year. If I go before then, I might get scared into not going next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Caleb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-114996232718251566?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/114996232718251566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=114996232718251566' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/114996232718251566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/114996232718251566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2006/06/drip-lt.html' title='DRIP &amp; LT'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-114938240973026641</id><published>2006-06-03T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T17:53:50.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DRIP</title><content type='html'>I now form the Club DRIP (Distruction of Rampaging Intenet Pests). Our latest two targets are: 1. Zaktan, 2. Swift's Assistant. If you wish to join the club, let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sonikidabyte Calebration&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-114938240973026641?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/114938240973026641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=114938240973026641' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/114938240973026641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/114938240973026641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2006/06/drip.html' title='DRIP'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-114930205245320758</id><published>2006-06-02T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T19:35:30.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Posting, Posting, 123</title><content type='html'>Well my Xanga was taken over by a plastic toy who thinks he's a prototite villian, I had my last day of school for the summer, I dismantled the Bionicle versions of IMPACT... so it was an overall normal day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LAST DAY WAS THE BEST &lt;strong&gt;EVIE&lt;/strong&gt; -- I MEAN EVER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it began with homeroom and a devotional, &lt;strong&gt;Mitch&lt;/strong&gt; -- I mean which -- was really cool, followed up with some &lt;strong&gt;Brayden&lt;/strong&gt; -- I mean praying. Then I was in study &lt;strong&gt;Holly&lt;/strong&gt; --I mean hall -- on my own again (aside from teachers doing grading). I read a chapter in &lt;em&gt;Horse and His Boy&lt;/em&gt;. What was funny was some teachers sitting nearby and were &lt;strong&gt;Ryan&lt;/strong&gt; -- I mean crying -- over every little thing becuase it was the last day (I guess even grown up girls are like that). Then I helped set up the tables for English. The other kids came, and we finished putting together the yearbook. We went immediatly to history, where I did a group project with Rachel, April(apieprill), and another girl. The project was on how immigration affected American foods (free samples too!). I did pumpernickle(German), April did some noodles(Italian) &lt;strong&gt;Hannah&lt;/strong&gt; -- I mean &lt;strong&gt;Anna&lt;/strong&gt; -- I mean in a -- small cup, Rachel did rice(Chinese), and the third girl(Elisibeth) did French bread and an eclare on &lt;strong&gt;Elish'&lt;/strong&gt; -- I mean on a dish. One weird thing I noticed was that April wore a funny cowboy &lt;strong&gt;Matt&lt;/strong&gt; -- I mean hat. After that we &lt;strong&gt;Travis&lt;/strong&gt; -- I mean Traveled -- down to the Gym where we ate pizza and read the yearbook (I'll bring mine to IMPACT sometime maybe). I did my chores and has some people sign my yearbook. I had it signed by young girls and young boys as well as grown-up girls... but I don't think any full-grown &lt;strong&gt;Ben&lt;/strong&gt; -- I mean men -- signed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;Lauren&lt;/strong&gt; -- I mean learned -- a lot this year! I hope to see my friends next year in CROWN and will &lt;strong&gt;Chri&lt;/strong&gt;s -- I mean miss -- them all this summer! I guess I'll see them in &lt;strong&gt;April&lt;/strong&gt; -- I mean Augest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Take &lt;strong&gt;Kiri&lt;/strong&gt; -- I mean care -- everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Caleb/SoniKid/KidaByte/SoniKidaByte/Cleb/Candn/Calebration/Calebrity&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-114930205245320758?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/114930205245320758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=114930205245320758' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/114930205245320758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/114930205245320758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2006/06/posting-posting-123.html' title='Posting, Posting, 123'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-114825012300727885</id><published>2006-05-21T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T15:22:03.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nathan VS. Aunt</title><content type='html'>A long time ago, in a state far far away from where I am right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nathan was talking on the phone with Aunt Betty and somehow the conversation went to Betty sweeping "King Nathan's" dungeons in overalls. Since then there had been numerous pranks and jokes going on betwwen them, Betty sending Nathan a plush crown, Nathan sending her overalls, things like that. He also has another battle going on -- Aunt Karen! She always tries to kiss him and he always tries (and fails) to avoid it. He and her have been at a play war all week before we left, but before we did, Dad gave Aunt Karen Aunt Bettys phone number! The two have allied in comating Nathan's practical jokes! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sonikidabyte&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-114825012300727885?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/114825012300727885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=114825012300727885' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/114825012300727885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/114825012300727885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2006/05/nathan-vs-aunt.html' title='Nathan VS. Aunt'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-114817743142691347</id><published>2006-05-20T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T19:14:26.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;One kinda minor note before I explain the events of the day is the location of the computer which I currenly type from. IT IS IN PHEONOX AZ!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Thursday night my Dad told me we were going to Pheonox the next day, so we had to pack immedatly. We went to CROWN, but I had to leave quicky. We went to the airport and flew in an airplane (the first time for Seth and Nathan, but me and Rachel were in a plane when we were too young to remember). We left at 5:01 and flew about a four hour flight to arraive at 5:51?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandpa died just before we got there, so that was really sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Here's a basic list of who I am around (not now, but in pheonox) aside from my family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Grandma: Really really nice. Right now she's in the kitchen cooking dinner, I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Aunt Judy: Also really nice, from Wisconson, so we get to see her a little more than our Pheonox relatives. She's prabably soaking her feet in Grandma's HUGE swimming pool right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Aunt Betty: Again, really nice (though at war with Nathan). Me and Rachel are staying at her house (though right now I'm at Grandma's). She's back at her house catching up on sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Rebecca: Our cousin (Aunt Betty's daughter). Really cool. She's with her mom, but I don't know whether she's sleeping or not. (I stopped trying to figure out older kids a long time ago)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Aunt Nancy: I don't quite know where she's from, but I heard her say she lives "in the mountains." She's currently helping Grandma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Uncle Joe and Aunt Debby: Uniqly cool, They come from Wisconson too; I think they're watching my bros and sis's (all four of 'em) in the pool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'd better go before I bore anybody. I'm writing a story for my English class. Name the year Sonic the Hedgehog was first released for Sega Genisis, and I'll post it sometime for you after I finish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I think I did pretty well on the Stanford Test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-Bye YBIC P4U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-SoniKidaByte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-114817743142691347?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/114817743142691347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=114817743142691347' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/114817743142691347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/114817743142691347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2006/05/wow.html' title='Wow'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-114756798165601515</id><published>2006-05-13T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T17:53:01.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny</title><content type='html'>We have the two most elite pncake makers in the house right now, my dad and my aunt Karen. This morning she was making pancakes and I asked her if dad taught her how to put letters in pancakes. She flipped over the pancake she was working on, revealing a letter "S" on it. She looked at me and replyed "I taught him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Caleb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-114756798165601515?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/114756798165601515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=114756798165601515' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/114756798165601515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/114756798165601515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2006/05/funny.html' title='Funny'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-114722298679377706</id><published>2006-05-09T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T18:03:06.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Evening was NUTS</title><content type='html'>My Grandpa is in hospice so my mom went to AZ to be with him. She won't be back for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so we were doing school and dad says he's not feeling good. He sets a doctors appointment, but he keeps hurting and can't go on that long so he calls for Supergurl's mom to take him to the hospital, but her dad took both keys so she couldnt go. Then Ktyack's dad came and took him to the hospital. Then we're at home for half an hour figuring out what's going on. Once we figure it out, Swift0014's mom arrives and helps us out. She's still here, but Supergurl's mom just dropped Rachel off here from dance. Now we wait until Scott and Dad come back from Giant Eagle. HE'S HERE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiz: If your life had a theme song, what would it be? Mine would be "Celebration."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YBIC and @&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-SoniKid&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-114722298679377706?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/114722298679377706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=114722298679377706' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/114722298679377706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/114722298679377706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2006/05/evening-was-nuts.html' title='Evening was NUTS'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-114642457449276657</id><published>2006-04-30T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T12:16:14.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost</title><content type='html'>James, Elysia, Haillee, Ian, and Erin are left. April and Meg found it. (After lots hinting) Just a little longer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye YBIC and @&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-114642457449276657?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/114642457449276657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=114642457449276657' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/114642457449276657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/114642457449276657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2006/04/almost.html' title='Almost'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-114639928187107929</id><published>2006-04-30T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T05:14:41.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Message</title><content type='html'>Very&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skittles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forbidden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-114639928187107929?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/114639928187107929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=114639928187107929' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/114639928187107929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/114639928187107929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2006/04/message.html' title='Message'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-114632866088148930</id><published>2006-04-29T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T09:37:40.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here is some important information. Beware of a file called Goodtimes. There is a virus on America Online being sent by E-Mail. If you get anything called "Good Times", DON'T read it or download it. It is a virus that will erase your hard drive. Forward this to all your friends. It may help them a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Goodtimes will re-write your hard drive. Not only that, but&lt;br /&gt;  it will scramble any disks that are even close to your computer. It&lt;br /&gt;  will recalibrate your refrigerator's coolness setting so all your ice&lt;br /&gt;  cream goes melty. It will demagnetize the strips on all your credit&lt;br /&gt;  cards, screw up the tracking on your television and use subspace field&lt;br /&gt;  harmonics to scratch any CD's you try to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   It will give your ex-girlfriend your new phone number. It&lt;br /&gt;  will mix Kool-aid into your fishtank. It will drink all your beer and&lt;br /&gt;  leave its socks out on the coffee table when there's company coming&lt;br /&gt;  over. It will put a dead kitten in the back pocket of your good suit&lt;br /&gt;  pants and hide your car keys when you are late for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Goodtimes will make you fall in love with a penguin. It will&lt;br /&gt;  give you nightmares about circus midgets. It will pour sugar in your&lt;br /&gt;  gas tank and shave off both your eyebrows while dating your&lt;br /&gt;  girlfriend behind your back and billing the dinner and hotel room to&lt;br /&gt;  your Discover card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    It will seduce your grandmother. It does not matter if she&lt;br /&gt;  is dead, such is the power of Goodtimes, it reaches out beyond the&lt;br /&gt;  grave to sully those things we hold most dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    It moves your car randomly around parking lots so you can't&lt;br /&gt;  find it. It will kick your dog. It will leave libidinous messages on&lt;br /&gt;  your boss's voice mail in your voice! It is insidious and subtle. It&lt;br /&gt;  is dangerous and terrifying to behold. It is also a rather&lt;br /&gt;  interesting shade of mauve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Goodtimes will give you Dutch Elm disease. It will leave the&lt;br /&gt;  toilet seat up. It will make a batch of Methanphedime in your bathtub&lt;br /&gt;  and then leave bacon cooking on the stove while it goes out to chase&lt;br /&gt;  gradeschoolers with your new snowblower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol^ oh good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sonikidabyte&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-114632866088148930?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/114632866088148930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=114632866088148930' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/114632866088148930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/114632866088148930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2006/04/here-is-some-important-information.html' title=''/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-114626075502656378</id><published>2006-04-28T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T14:45:55.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay...</title><content type='html'>Well, I think it is only a matter of time before others discover my real posting area, but it's taking longer than I thought it would. Speaking of long waits, my dad will be here any sec... HE'S HERE! I have to leave, but I got my braces off yesterday so that's neat. cya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YBIC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-SoniKidaByte&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-114626075502656378?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/114626075502656378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=114626075502656378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/114626075502656378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/114626075502656378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2006/04/okay.html' title='Okay...'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-114571533430812318</id><published>2006-04-22T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T07:15:34.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The wait continues...</title><content type='html'>I've been discovered by Gina and Dory! Now who does that leave? Let's see - Abby, James, Elysia, Haillee, Ian, Meg, April, and Erin... Nathan already found me... Am I missing anyone? Well I think I'll post somthing other than what everybody already knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made these easter candy eggs and they taste good, but there SOLID SUGAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw &lt;em&gt;Dennis the Menace&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Dennis the Menace Strikes Again&lt;/em&gt;. In the first a robber (played by the amazing Christipher Lloyd) kidnaps Dennis, and in the second, Margret (The Dennis version of Suzie Derkins) has to fight for Dennis' affection, as long as the the rest of the No-Girls-Allowed Club doesn't get in the way. Both are good, but the second is better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned how to drive a tractor on Easter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I think that's all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye YBIC and @&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-SoniKidaByte&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-114571533430812318?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/114571533430812318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=114571533430812318' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/114571533430812318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/114571533430812318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2006/04/wait-continues.html' title='The wait continues...'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-114565578836212561</id><published>2006-04-21T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T14:43:08.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YES!</title><content type='html'>Finally! Rachel and Katie discovered that I've been posting! Now to wait for the others. I also should update my links soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye YBIC and @&lt;br /&gt;-SoniKidaByte&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-114565578836212561?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/114565578836212561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=114565578836212561' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/114565578836212561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/114565578836212561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2006/04/yes.html' title='YES!'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-114453845476489840</id><published>2006-04-08T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T16:21:15.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>I edited my site a bit. Now I have a pet and the links to the Blogs of SOME of my friend. I was in a hurry so I settled for IMPACT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-114453845476489840?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/114453845476489840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=114453845476489840' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/114453845476489840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/114453845476489840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2006/04/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-114453548475044549</id><published>2006-04-08T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T15:31:24.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whaaaa!!!</title><content type='html'>No one commented. I guess I just have one choice. Keep this up and see how long it takes people to realize that I'm Posting here instead of my Xanga! The bad news is my Links have gone. My rabbit too. Time to make new ones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya! YBIC and @&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-114453548475044549?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/114453548475044549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=114453548475044549' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/114453548475044549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/114453548475044549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2006/04/whaaaa.html' title='Whaaaa!!!'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-114444317395142702</id><published>2006-04-07T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T13:52:53.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Posting</title><content type='html'>Ok, I want to know who still visits my Blog (Out of curiosoty). Please comment. But to catch you up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got 42 points on my timline (out of 40)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also going to the academic fair tonight. So that's cool&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, but I wish I had the courage to go to SVR. Same with HSLT last year. I hope I can shake it off by summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Bye YBIC, TTYL, BTE, P4U, and @&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Da Sonikid&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-114444317395142702?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/114444317395142702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=114444317395142702' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/114444317395142702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/114444317395142702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2006/04/posting.html' title='Posting'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-113529810300263030</id><published>2005-12-22T16:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T16:35:09.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>High School Quotes</title><content type='html'>"Good night all you loyal fans!"&lt;br /&gt;-Swift0014, as a closing in a 4-29-05 post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing to say much. Except I can be mature - if I wanna =)"&lt;br /&gt;-Swift0014 is his profile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Name: rollerblading spiders&lt;br /&gt;Email: whycan'titbefollowthebutterflies@idon'twanttotapdance.com&lt;br /&gt;Date: Fri Sep 2 14:17:21 GMT-12:00 2005"&lt;br /&gt;-Iluvccrunners, as an entry in her Guestbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not very fond of being dripping with sweat."&lt;br /&gt;-Ktyack, refering to running in a 4-20-05 post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I play guitar and I am really hot (just kidding)."&lt;br /&gt;-Dewey, in his 7-28-05 post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-113529810300263030?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/113529810300263030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=113529810300263030' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/113529810300263030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/113529810300263030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2005/12/high-school-quotes.html' title='High School Quotes'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-113362159786467574</id><published>2005-12-03T06:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T07:18:23.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Title? This post doesn't have a title! So stop reading the nonexistent title and just read the existent post!!</title><content type='html'>Okay, to start off, I'll disable comments on this post. If you want to comment on this post, go to my second to last one! (Star Trek gone EVIL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go &lt;a href="http://www.lego.com/eng/bionicle/downloads/pirakaDownloads.aspx"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;for a cool connect the dots game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CROWN went well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JLM007 visited last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad went to see Tran-Siberian Orcastra. Swift0014 was there with his girlfriend, but they didn't see him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pokemon rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cronicles of Narnia rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all really rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God and Jesus really really really rock. To put it lightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer requests:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Things go well with Nicole.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Swift does well in swimming.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Our parents, Swift, Ktyack, Doreeeee, and whoever else has a job will do well at it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That school will go smoothly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That I'll (somday) like movie theaters.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That a new issue of Boys Life comes soon so I can restock on jokes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That we'll all have a good Chistmas.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Whatever else you can think of.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;I have an AIM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well that's all for now! YBIC, TTYL, ITAPL, and @&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-Caleb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-113362159786467574?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/113362159786467574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/113362159786467574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2005/12/title-this-post-doesnt-have-title-so.html' title='Title? This post doesn&apos;t have a title! So stop reading the nonexistent title and just read the existent post!!'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-113302184442082419</id><published>2005-11-26T08:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T08:19:32.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Computer's Are Cool!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sorry I haven't posted for a while. Well how are you all? Last night I tried to download this thing and it said I needed Yahoo Music Engine. I downloaded it and now it looks like our Yahoo was updated and then took over our computer. It made YME the default music engine and uninstalled Windows Media Player which is my preferance music player. On top of all that, I still haven't managed to download the thing I wanted. I paid for it, but it won't work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least we got a new laptop last night and dad helped me set it up. I was expecting it to be all this computer programing stuff that I wouldn't be able to understand, but it was somwhat easy. Mostly just selecting the settings you want then clicking "next!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all this time! YBIC and @!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-SoniKid&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/12541262-113302184442082419?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/113302184442082419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=113302184442082419' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/113302184442082419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/113302184442082419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2005/11/computers-are-cool.html' title='Computer&apos;s Are Cool!'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-113251868555193728</id><published>2005-11-20T12:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T12:31:25.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Idea</title><content type='html'>Do you think Impact should have a school study group? If so what would we do there? When would we meet? Here are my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do school together: I'm not so sure I like this idea. The younger members get more benefit so the older ones get nothing. It might also be cheating in some subjects and assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Share study tips: If we do this, it might be in vain to meet any more often than once every month or two. We all get together and share study methods that we use and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you all think? Should I just drop the idea and never thing think about it again? Is it an idea that needs work? Is it a wonderful idea (this I doubt)? Please be honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     -SoniKid&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-113251868555193728?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/113251868555193728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=113251868555193728' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/113251868555193728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/113251868555193728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2005/11/idea.html' title='Idea'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-113241806195499530</id><published>2005-11-19T08:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T08:34:21.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You_have_just_recived_the_Amish_virus. We_work_using_an_honor_system. Please_delete_all_files_on_your_computer_now. Thank_you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-113241806195499530?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/113241806195499530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/113241806195499530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2005/11/youhavejustrecivedtheamishvirus.html' title=''/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-113176182608962272</id><published>2005-11-11T17:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T18:41:28.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello</title><content type='html'>A lot has happened lately, but nothing I'm gonna say on the internet. For starters, I made six Bionicle Toa after you guys. Jaymars, Kaitak, Daroi, Ebai, Cafen, Jnithen. They come from Chorche-Nui, which has two halves. Jaymars, Kaitak, and Cafen come from Ahmpact-Nui, Jnithen, Ebai, and Daroi come from Maidal-Nui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamars - Toa of Heat: Jaymars' duel blazers create sooth flames that lull the enemy. To calm him or even cause them to fall asleep. His heat emblem can channel fire into his blazers and then at the enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaitak - Toa of Waves: Kaitak can become a water glider that can transport her and others to safty. Her wave emblem, channled through her glide blades can cause the smallest spash to a huge tidal wave!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cafen - Toa of Fans: Though he carries the smallest weapon, it's one of the most powerful. The small fan he carries can create huge tornadoes and hurricanes. His fan emblem can launch anti-matter at the opponent, makeing them lighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daroi - Toa of Vegetation: Daroi's emblem can cause plants to grow quickly. Then she digs her controler weapons into the stem to controll it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ebai - Toa of Robotics: Ebai can use her robot staff to take minerals out of the air and create robots to battle the enemy. Her Emblem can controll machinary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jnithen - Toa of Knives: Jnithen's razor blades can slice clean through anything. His Emblem can shoot razor stars that slice the enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you know. I'm gonna go play with my cusines now. YBIC and @.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-113176182608962272?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/113176182608962272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=113176182608962272' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/113176182608962272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/113176182608962272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2005/11/hello.html' title='Hello'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-113114225187293695</id><published>2005-11-04T14:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T14:28:50.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Just to start things off, feel free to comment on my previos posts. If you're stumped on what to comment on, here are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;some good ones: "Cereal," "Bionicle and a Math Problem," "Star Trek Gone EVIL," and "Thoughts."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Well, today I had another day of CROWN, I got a 100 in History and 99 in English. If you want me to post some of my homework, let &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;me know. Before I forget, can I use your names in my homework? Just wanted to ask. I noticed somthing weird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; in English today: the handout papers smelled like watermelon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You all ROCK! ROCK ON DUDES AND &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;DUDETTS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We have a pet Iguana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTYL then, YBIC bye and @!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-113114225187293695?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/113114225187293695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=113114225187293695' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/113114225187293695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/113114225187293695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2005/11/hello-again.html' title='Hello Again!'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-113003102917647513</id><published>2005-10-22T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T18:33:03.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Mrs. Gorf (Wayside Shool) is better than Voldimort</title><content type='html'>!. Gorf is harder to kill than Voldimort. He has a horcrux, but at least he has a limit. You simply can't kill Gorf. No matter how hard you try, she comes back. In a ghost, in a potato salad, on the monkey bars, ect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@. Baldiewart: Kills, draws skulls in the sky, puts in extreme pain. Takes about 5 seconds to do so and can't if his wand is taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#. Gorf: Turns kids into apples by wiggleing her ears and sticking out her tounge. You can't take away an ear or a tounge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$. Hogwarts has all it's stories and was built the way it was planned. Wayside was intened to have classrooms all in a row, but was build sideways. Now it's 30 stories high with a classroom on each story. The worst part is that they forgot the 19th story. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-113003102917647513?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/113003102917647513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=113003102917647513' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/113003102917647513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/113003102917647513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2005/10/why-mrs-gorf-wayside-shool-is-better.html' title='Why Mrs. Gorf (Wayside Shool) is better than Voldimort'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-112942668996831148</id><published>2005-10-15T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T17:16:52.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As promised...</title><content type='html'>Someone got it right so I'll hold up my end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bambeye Goes Cyber&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;By Caleb, author of Bambeye’s Ultimate Adventure&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hmph…” said Tanari “…the dark one was defeated by these halfwits! That brother of mine was always a weakling, always going in over his head, but this! What came into him? I guess I’ll have to clean up after him – as always.” The lost one, Tanari, was coming and he was determined to destroy those who disgraced his brother, to destroy those whom are called Bambeye and Fire!&lt;br /&gt;Trishark was on the move, quickly, not to cause mischief or chaos, not to pull a fast one on Bambeye. He was on the run from Bambeye and Fire.&lt;br /&gt;“C’mon you fat lump of fish skin! Fight like a true shark!”&lt;br /&gt;“I’m not scared of you anymore Trishark, I’m ready to fight!”&lt;br /&gt;“Two ‘gainst one aint fair! Ya best fight Starblast or Snakemid, I aint inna mood to fightcha!”&lt;br /&gt;“Gotcha!”&lt;br /&gt;“Ohhhhhhh…” Trishark was knocked out in three seconds. Ever since Bambeye met Fire, the sadness for which she was known was gone. She was smiling regularly. Fire had done something in her that killed sadness. Only one thing could ruin this.&lt;br /&gt;…and one thing did.&lt;br /&gt;Wagal was a large pink sphere with light pink hands and feet that didn’t connect to his body. He came running with news of the event that everyone dreaded.&lt;br /&gt;“Shadow’s escaped!”&lt;br /&gt;“What? When? How?” Shadow was the dark form that killed Wagal’s grandfather.&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t know for sure, but he’s gone, the computer’s acting up I think he went through there.”&lt;br /&gt;“Can he do that?”&lt;br /&gt;“How can we know? There are probably dozens of stuff we don’t know he can do. Anyhow Psycube’s working on a way to get us into cyberspace to find him. It should be ready by tomorrow.”&lt;br /&gt;“Let’s go!”&lt;br /&gt;The next day, Psycube, a telekinetic/telepathic cube, was explaining the plan to the others – Vortee-X; the blind dizzy cube of the bunch, Cytangle, a one eyed unemotional rectangle, Blowloon; an all-but-emotionless balloon, Fire, Bambeye and Wagal. “I have created these personal electrocybernetic transports, PETs for short. They will serve as real pets, only they can send you into cyberspace and back.”&lt;br /&gt;“Cool! A cute little doggie! Can I pet the doggie?” Vortee-X said.&lt;br /&gt;“This is Rube-X,” said Psycube, “he can transform into different shapes, and this cat is Pearl she can move and jump like few others.” The animals strolled up to the six friends and, ZAP!&lt;br /&gt;Ones and zeros flew around like Styrofoam peanut crumbs in the wind. There seemed to be no floor, but their feet were firmly planted on something invisible. Their smallest movement seemed to affect the numbers’ speed. They were in cyberspace!&lt;br /&gt;“Bad animals,” Psycube said “not only did you send us to cyberspace without my command, you sent us to the wrong place.” He started looking around, cyberspace must have had some new form of reality, Vortee was just sitting and being quiet, neither was natural. “Vortee are you okay?”&lt;br /&gt;“I-I-I ca- it’s amazing!” Vortee was babbling like crazier than usual until she let out the summery of her feelings in three simple words “I can see!”&lt;br /&gt;Psycube seemed surprised but was soon calm again; “The rules seem different here.” he waved his hand and strained, as he did when using telekinesis, but nothing happened. “We have lost some of our powers, but have most likely gained new ones.” He lowered his hand.&lt;br /&gt;“Explanations later,” Wagal said “that zero was Shadow in disguise!”&lt;br /&gt;There was total chaos as the eight fumbled along after Shadow. Wagal tried to throw a punch, but failed as his former abilities were gone. Bambeye and Fire tried spinning tackles; Vortee tried a dizzy beam, Blowloon tried a whirlwind, but they all failed. Shadow came out of disguise, threw a beam out at them and scattered them around.&lt;br /&gt;“My new delete beam will finally give me the vengeance I deserve.”&lt;br /&gt;“Brother, don’t overdo it.” Said a voice, “We merely want them entirely obliterated.” A figure emerged out of nowhere and looked at the eight. He was a green square with a calm look on his face. That is about the only way to describe him.&lt;br /&gt;“Allow me to introduce myself, I am the lost one, but you may call me-”&lt;br /&gt;“…Tanari! I wondered when we’d meet again!” Psycube said.&lt;br /&gt;“I remember you. I killed those weaklings you called parents, did I not?”&lt;br /&gt;“I’ve wanted to find you since.”&lt;br /&gt;“I see I can finally finish the job.”&lt;br /&gt;“Hold on!” Wagal said, “What’s going on here?”&lt;br /&gt;“I have no time for this, we will meet again.” Tanari turned and left. The others all turned to find Shadow missing.&lt;br /&gt;“We can’t find him without powers,” Said Psycube, “We must all split up and look for him.”&lt;br /&gt;They chose teams most likely to find their powers, Wagal with Psycube, Bambeye with Fire, Vortee with Rube-X and Pearl (all three had already found their power), Blowloon with Cytangle. After a while Bambeye thought she heard something.&lt;br /&gt;“What was that?”&lt;br /&gt;“What was what?”&lt;br /&gt;“That noise, didn’t you hear it?”&lt;br /&gt;“No, I didn’t hear any noise.” Fire looked around; no doubt there was a noise. She had known Bambeye four almost three months now; enough time for anyone to know she didn’t lie or say anything unless she knew it true. “What did it sound like?”&lt;br /&gt;“Like a clanging thump,” said Bambeye, “like a quiet… robot!” realizing what was happening Bambye turned around and blew, she didn’t think she just blew a puff of air. Steel Wagal dropped from out of a nearby data structure of some sort. Steel Wagal was an almost exact copy of Wagal except for the metal silvery coloring and the lack of a mouth. Plus he was evil. They met him when he and the rest of the Steel Clan broke into Psycube’s house to capture them three months ago. He was trapped in an ice block.&lt;br /&gt;“How did you do that?”&lt;br /&gt;“I dunno, I just moved on instinct, I blew a puff of air, or whatever we inhale here, and he falls.”&lt;br /&gt;“Your new power!” shouted Fire, “It was your power!”&lt;br /&gt;Bambeye didn’t have time to respond, she was hit from behind and was unconscious.&lt;br /&gt;“Bambeye!” said Fire, she looked at the attacker it looked like Tanari, only shaped like Pearl instead. Fire assumed that Tanari could shape shift like Shadow could.&lt;br /&gt;She didn’t have much time to think about this as she was surrounded by dozens of steel members and similar green Tanari-like beings.&lt;br /&gt;Wagal and Psycube were getting along as well as usual…&lt;br /&gt;“Let’s go left.” Psycube said&lt;br /&gt;“But you said shadow went right,” Wagal remarked “Let’s go that way instead.”&lt;br /&gt;“It was a guess.”&lt;br /&gt;“As if you ever make a guess without saying it is.”&lt;br /&gt;“I did say it was.”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, about two hours after you made it.”&lt;br /&gt;“But I did say it.”&lt;br /&gt;“Too late, yes, but too late doesn’t count.” Wagal said beginning to be slightly intimidated, “We’re going right.” Wagal began to go right, and then Psycube gave him a simple shove to the left. Wagal fell down, but got quickly up and saw Psycube a few yards away Wagal ran at him and jumped, even without his power, he was a skilled jumper. Psycube braced himself, but Wagal never hit him, he was blocked by a force field and thrown back.&lt;br /&gt;“So this is my new power.” thought Psycube.&lt;br /&gt;This was the last straw, Wagal was now officially enraged. Everything turned red and Psycube looked awed, but it wasn’t the force field. Wagal was in flames, or more accurately Wagal was flames, his hands ablaze, his eyes blood red, his body as powerful as a brushfire. He ran at Psycube, but was blocked. The two fought hard, and 100% focused, so focused, in fact, that they failed to see 50 eyes all looking at them with interest.&lt;br /&gt;Blowloon and Cytangle were good friends, so they didn’t have a problem getting along. Blowloon was mostly emotionless, but had proven otherwise on a handful of occasions, like a smile at a joke, a battle smirk, frowning upon Wagal getting in trouble, and that kind of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Cytangle on the other hand, was 100% without emotions, or at least the expressions of them. There were times when Blowloon though for sure Cytangle had hypnotized him into doing something stupid and then erased his memory for a laugh. The two were silent, yet speedy in there search.&lt;br /&gt;“Yes.”&lt;br /&gt;“Do you think Shadow is near?” Blowloon asked, “How did you know what I was going to say?”&lt;br /&gt;“What are you talking about?”&lt;br /&gt;“You knew what I was going to say.”&lt;br /&gt;“On the contrary, you had said it before I answered it.”&lt;br /&gt;“No, I didn’t.”&lt;br /&gt;Cytangle was, for the first time, completely confused. How could Blowloon think he had known the question before he asked it? It was impossible. Unless… It was his new power.&lt;br /&gt;“Blowloon, I need you to say something!” Cytangle said, he concentrated and blurted “’What are you talking about?’! You’re going to say ‘what are you talking about?’!”&lt;br /&gt;“What are you- How did you do that?!”&lt;br /&gt;“I think it was my power.”&lt;br /&gt;“You can read minds?”&lt;br /&gt;“No, it felt more like reading reality.”&lt;br /&gt;“You said Shadow was near?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, over there.” Cytangle motioned to a strangely colored Binary code, most seemed green, but this was a different shade. Blowloon stared at it then Shadow appeared.&lt;br /&gt;“WHAT?!” Shadow said, completely unsure how he came out of hiding.&lt;br /&gt;“Looks like I found my power too.” Blowloon said, “This shall be fun.” Shadow was not about to have a good day.&lt;br /&gt;Vortee-X, Pearl, and Rube-X had been trailing Tanari for what felt like hours. Tanari seemed to be looking for Shadow, and was muttering something about Shadow ruining the plan. When he finally found Shadow, he looked slightly disintegrated.&lt;br /&gt;“Where have you been, dark one?!” Tanari blurted.&lt;br /&gt;“So, they call each other by their title.” Vortee thought, this was good to know.&lt;br /&gt;“Where have you been? I’ve been trying to find you forever. The ones known as Blowloon and Cytangle have discovered their powers!”&lt;br /&gt;“What are they, I must inquire?”&lt;br /&gt;“Translation! The square can translate reality; the balloon can translate data matter!”&lt;br /&gt;“So they found their power,” Vortee thought “that’s probably what happened to Shadow. Being brought between data and matter repeatedly would do that to a person.”&lt;br /&gt;“That’s not important as long as they remain here we can proceed with the plan.” Tanari said calmly&lt;br /&gt;“But, will they follow?” Shadow asked.&lt;br /&gt;This info was enough, Vortee flew away to tell the others what she had heard.&lt;br /&gt;Fire was completely surrounded; she thought there was only one Tanari, on the other hand, she also thought there were only three Steel Clan members. She, all of a sudden, had an idea. She closed her eyes and blew as hard as she could.&lt;br /&gt;She opened her eyes to grey scattered puddles and disappearing Tanaries. She had found her power, but what was it? Half a dozen Steel Clan members surrounded her. She blew again and a huge flame came out of her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Power over fire was an entertaining coincidence, but Fire didn’t have too much time to think about it as she was flying to meet the others.&lt;br /&gt;Nine Steel Blowloons, five Steel Wagals, two Steel Bambeyes, four Pearl viruses, and five Rube-X viruses all told the story of how Wagal and Psycube were fighting, how they had stopped fighting when they noticed the 25 of them and how the 25 barely escaped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not done yet, but what do you think so far?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-112942668996831148?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/112942668996831148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=112942668996831148' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/112942668996831148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/112942668996831148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2005/10/as-promised.html' title='As promised...'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-112878400713128184</id><published>2005-10-08T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T08:06:47.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bionicle and a Math Problem</title><content type='html'>Sorry I haven't posted for a while, I'm gonna stop posting about my CROWN days. It's a bit too much for me. Well life goes on. Watching Bionicle music videos, watching trailers for the new Bionicle movie, playing &lt;em&gt;Bionicle: Mata-Nui 2 - The Final Chronicle&lt;/em&gt;. Looking for my old Wayside School books. If anyone can tell me how ELF + ELF = FOOL, I'll post what I have so far of &lt;em&gt;Bambeye Goes Cyber&lt;/em&gt; online for all of you too see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-112878400713128184?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/112878400713128184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=112878400713128184' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/112878400713128184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/112878400713128184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2005/10/bionicle-and-math-problem.html' title='Bionicle and a Math Problem'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-112722598954719491</id><published>2005-09-20T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T16:32:07.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CROWN day 2, and Blanket Forts</title><content type='html'>I had my second day of CROWN on friday. Here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homeroom:&lt;br /&gt;Another compassion devotional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grammer:&lt;br /&gt;We had been told to wear black and to watch the mail. A letter came on saturday that said that we were going to "bury the dead," so we buried dea verbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch:&lt;br /&gt;A kid was begging me to trade my candy for his cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History:&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to report, exept I did a report an Balboa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spanish:&lt;br /&gt;I have a cool teacher. I won't mention her name, but she was my writers and illustrators teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chess:&lt;br /&gt;I was late, very late. I was about to win the one game I had time to play, then IT WAS A TIE, A STALEMATE! Well he was in class A and I in B so I did pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blanket fort making:&lt;br /&gt;This is a way cool thing. To make a simple fort you take some chairs and line them up so that thier backs are facing each other you throw on a blanket and there you have it. A blanket fort. If you have a bunkbed you can tuck one end of a blanket in and let the other hang another blanket fort. My favorite way is to tuck/tie blankets as high as you can wherever you can. Take some light blankets or sheets and let them just hang from the top blanket. Add any finishing touches and you have the ultimate fort!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well I g2g. Bye and YBIC.&lt;br /&gt;     -SoniKid&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-112722598954719491?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/112722598954719491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=112722598954719491' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/112722598954719491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/112722598954719491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2005/09/crown-day-2-and-blanket-forts.html' title='CROWN day 2, and Blanket Forts'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-112665110893415966</id><published>2005-09-13T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T15:38:28.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay, so I don't have to repeat the story again and again...</title><content type='html'>Here's how day one CROWN went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Period 1:&lt;br /&gt;I was in the independence Homeroom. The dude who did the devotional (on compassion) asked what compassion was. I answered what I had heard on &lt;em&gt;Adventures in Odyssey&lt;/em&gt;. Which was the definition in &lt;em&gt;Webster's &lt;/em&gt;it seems. That was a bit funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Period 2:&lt;br /&gt;Study hall, ONLY ONE IN STUDY HALL. A room for thirty, all for me. Boring, but cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Period 3:&lt;br /&gt;English, they handed out new sylabuses because the old one had too many spelling mistakes LOL. We played a game that I did pretty well on. So yeah, I feel good about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Period 4:&lt;br /&gt;American History, better than the previous years, but it's history. I never really liked history. Oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-112665110893415966?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/112665110893415966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=112665110893415966' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/112665110893415966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/112665110893415966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2005/09/okay-so-i-dont-have-to-repeat-story.html' title='Okay, so I don&apos;t have to repeat the story again and again...'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-112560590325410466</id><published>2005-09-01T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T15:02:22.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts</title><content type='html'>I am going to give my oppinions on many subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Harry Potter:&lt;br /&gt;So let me get this straight, a demon goes into a random person, chants a line, and Harry, Voldimort, Dumbledore, and who knows who else assume they know thier destiny and rewrite thier lives to it. Dumb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Redwall:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Is Dandin from Redwall books &lt;em&gt;Mariel of Redwall&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;The Bellmaker &lt;/em&gt;more like Martin or like Gonff? He's Gonff's decendant and seems to have his troublemakeing tendacies, but he had Martin's sword in &lt;em&gt;Mariel of Redwall,&lt;/em&gt; and people who get that Martin's sword are always a lot like him. Something to think about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Megaman:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;So, Protoman used a darkchip and is now a darkloid (did I spell that right?). In one of the episodes, Famous says that the Dark Chips corrupt the soul data of a Net Navi, so I think the Protosoul navi chip will bring him to normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pokemon:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;In &lt;em&gt;Pokemon 4 Ever,&lt;/em&gt; we find out that Prof. Oak had seen Ash when he was like 13 or so, plus how well Ash got along with Pikachu, so why was he worried in the first episode when he gave Pikachu to Ash?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Yu-Gi-Oh:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Yesssss! Last season! Yu-Gi-Oh is Yu-Gi-Over! Pokemon is goin into season eight, but Yu-Gi-Oh stops at four! Goodbye Yugi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-112560590325410466?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/112560590325410466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=112560590325410466' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/112560590325410466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/112560590325410466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2005/09/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-112454759769592473</id><published>2005-08-20T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T09:23:14.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Vicky's, a Jordyn, a Shadow, and a lot of food</title><content type='html'>Our grandma had a stroke recently, so we have had a few guests over. Little Vicky is my cusin, Big Vicky is my aunt, her daughter is Jordyn, and Shadow is my grandma's dog. All 4 have been staying with us. I'll tell you more over IM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make conversation, I will ask you all these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite ice cream flavor?&lt;br /&gt;Do you like doghnuts?&lt;br /&gt;What do you like on your Hamburger?&lt;br /&gt;Are you ever too old for Dum-Dum suckers?&lt;br /&gt;What is your overall favorite food?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-112454759769592473?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/112454759769592473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=112454759769592473' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/112454759769592473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/112454759769592473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2005/08/two-vickys-jordyn-shadow-and-lot-of.html' title='Two Vicky&apos;s, a Jordyn, a Shadow, and a lot of food'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-112299938646708911</id><published>2005-08-02T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T06:50:14.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Link City</title><content type='html'>Ok here are a bunch of links to stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some I want you to ceck out to see if it would be a good idea to put on our common Blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lego.com/eng/bionicle/default.asp?domainredir=www.bionicle.com"&gt;Bionicle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lego.com/eng/spybotics/default.asp"&gt;Spybotics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.w3schools.com/html/html_reference.asp"&gt;HTML Reference&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sonichq.org/newsite/"&gt;Sonic HQ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kidswb.warnerbros.com/web/home/home.jsp"&gt;KidsWB&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pokemon.com/flash.htm"&gt;Pokemon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know what you think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will also find I changed my Links Page a bit more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YBIC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPERSONIKID&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-112299938646708911?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/112299938646708911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=112299938646708911' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/112299938646708911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/112299938646708911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2005/08/link-city.html' title='Link City'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-112188379152947452</id><published>2005-07-20T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T11:23:29.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cereal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I like it, but some brands tast HORRIBLE, like "Tiger power," while others are REALLY yummy, like "Frosted Cheerios," and some make me feel sick, but I can't think of any right now. I am hoping for at least 25 or so comments about cereal, but&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;O &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;S&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;M&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If you want to say something, say it normal, and in one comment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;doing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If you forget to say somthing in one go ahead and post another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BTW I do not intend to post until&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. High Schoolers are back from thier LT adventure, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2. 25 or so comments on cereal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-112188379152947452?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/112188379152947452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=112188379152947452' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/112188379152947452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/112188379152947452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2005/07/cereal.html' title='Cereal'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-112121991720759834</id><published>2005-07-12T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T12:32:10.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool Clip</title><content type='html'>You remember my MIDI clip from before?&lt;br /&gt;Well &lt;a href="http://www.sonicadventuresrp.com/Sonic%20Sounds/MP3host/Sonic%20Heroes/Main%20Theme.mp3"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.sonicadventuresrp.com/Music.htm"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; is the same thing, but it's an MP3 it has words and it is longer, so it &lt;em&gt;might&lt;/em&gt; take a while to load if you have a slower computer, but it's worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-112121991720759834?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/112121991720759834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=112121991720759834' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/112121991720759834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/112121991720759834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2005/07/cool-clip.html' title='Cool Clip'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-112118411311510822</id><published>2005-07-12T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T09:01:53.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nooooooooooo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;     Am I the only teen not looking forward to Friday? Everyone else is going to LT and I am staying behind because of my @%@#%$@# fear of drives! At least I'm not the only teen staying behind. There are others (that I wont name), and I do have other friends that arn't teens, but a whole week without once seeing or E-mailing you all is gonna be hard, but I made it through vacation without seeing you all so I can now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Okay seriously, you guy's going aren't doing anything wrong, but I'm really gonna miss you all. I'll be praying for you, and expect a busload in your InBox when you get back Swift. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;P.S. Hope you all learn a LOT about God and have a really good time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-112118411311510822?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/112118411311510822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=112118411311510822' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/112118411311510822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/112118411311510822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2005/07/nooooooooooo.html' title='Nooooooooooo!'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-112111008364909519</id><published>2005-07-11T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T12:28:03.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bambeye's Ulitmate Adventure Final Part</title><content type='html'>Okay here's the conclusion. I said seven, but the last was so short I merged them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“She never showed us she could do that!” Wagal said.&lt;br /&gt;Bambeye’s tackle hit its mark. Shadow was blow into 398,472.9 pieces (more or less), but Shadow still had a few tricks up his sleeve (you know what I mean). His pieces collected and formed a shape so complex and powerful he couldn’t take its form anyway else.&lt;br /&gt;He took the form of Sfeer.&lt;br /&gt;“Take this blue-eye!”&lt;br /&gt;Dark Sfeer’s punch hit its mark. Bambeye went flying toward the wall.&lt;br /&gt;“You never learn.” said Fire. Dark Sfeer was tackled from the back.&lt;br /&gt;“Stay back! You’ll get yours!” Dark Sfeer called.&lt;br /&gt;“What’s wrong? Can’t take the double trouble? The fight between good and evil getting to yah?”&lt;br /&gt;“Why you little…”&lt;br /&gt;A new fight began, Fire versus Shadow, just like 100 year ago. Dark Sfeer launched punch after punch each one missing Fire a little less than the one before. Fire was getting tired; she needed to launch an attack now if she was to breathe later. She finally managed to dodge a punch and get behind the armless hand; she opened her mouth as wide as she could. THUNK, GULP! She swallowed the hand.&lt;br /&gt;Dark Sfeer started dissolving. His entire body was linked together so what happened to one part happened to the whole thing. Fire saw a weak point. She choked up the hand and gave Shadow a tackle to remember.&lt;br /&gt;“That’s how I beat you last time. Remember?” said Fire.&lt;br /&gt;“That is also how you were defeated last time.” Replied Shadow. The glob that fire spit out became a mace and the thorns became bigger and bigger.&lt;br /&gt;“That won’t work because I spit that glob out this time – unlike you I don’t fall for the same trick twice.”&lt;br /&gt;Regaining consciousness, Bambeye joined Fire in her battle.&lt;br /&gt;“Bambeye no, I think there’s a better way.”&lt;br /&gt;“What do you mean?”&lt;br /&gt;“Most mental links are just genetically passed powers, but 1,000 years ago, long before I was born, they needed true friendship. You can transform into Sfeer because your ancestors were very good friends with Blowloon’s and Wagal’s ancestors.”&lt;br /&gt;“What do you mean?”&lt;br /&gt;“Shadow could cut genetic mental links, but he was, and still is, powerless against friendship.”&lt;br /&gt;“Huh?”&lt;br /&gt;“In my battle 100 years ago, I saw a cave drawing. It had you in it, and me, and all your friends, even the squares; they were all together and then I saw another cave drawing. It showed a huge being. It was wiping out Shadow!”&lt;br /&gt;“You mean…”&lt;br /&gt;“That being could be us if our friendship is strong enough!”&lt;br /&gt;“Bambeye smiled, flew over, and told the others the plan.”&lt;br /&gt;“…remember, concentrate on our friendship with one another and I think we can pull this off.”&lt;br /&gt;The others complied. They closed their eyes and grouped together, as they did when linking.&lt;br /&gt;“ZZZAAAPPP!!!!!” The fusion was a much more powerful experience! This mental link had a circle as a lower body but stacked on top of that was a cubed upper body. The tail was much longer than Sfeer’s, it had a tip that was mostly rectangular but with a semicircular bottom. This being was at least fifteen feet high with arms that were rectangles when straight and hands that were large circles, but the most notable feature was the three heads that bore the likeness of Vortee-X, Bambeye, and Fire.&lt;br /&gt;Psylendar had been born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;“Whoa! Cool!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;“Wagal did you just say something?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;“Did you just say something Blowloon?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“We can communicate inside each other’s heads!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“Just like when you were in my head!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;“Cool Letstalkmoreletstalkmore!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;“Quiet Vortee-X.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realizing that he was overpowered, Shadow gave in.&lt;br /&gt;“Please spare me! I’ll do any thing! ANYTHING!!” Shadow was almost on the verge of talking himself to the melting point, but Psylendar had something else in mind.&lt;br /&gt;“You will play the gold bug in out future adventures”&lt;br /&gt;“Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!”&lt;br /&gt;Outside the Shadow’s lair the friends separated.&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;There’s a few&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;gs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I still&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt;n’t get” Wagal said as the change took place.&lt;br /&gt;“Which are…?” asked Fire.&lt;br /&gt;“Why was I the only one to get that feeling, the one that told me that something big was going on?”&lt;br /&gt;Fire seemed reluctant to answer. “Wagal, I knew your grandfather. He was a servant of Shadow.”&lt;br /&gt;“What?” Wagal said.&lt;br /&gt;“As he spent more time with Shadow the less he feared him. Shadow couldn’t have that. He killed your grandfather.”&lt;br /&gt;Wagal looked at Shadow with a new hate. “Why do I get these feelings though?”&lt;br /&gt;“Anyone who descends from one who Shadow killed can sense his conciseness.”&lt;br /&gt;“But how did you get into Bambeye’s head and why didn’t she get the feeling?”&lt;br /&gt;“Shadow never killed me. He flew me from my body, which died. I waited there. When shadow opened the portal I escaped into Bambeye’s head.”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh I see now.”&lt;br /&gt;“C’mon Shadow’s turning into animals to try to escape! It’s hilarious!” Vortee-X called out.”&lt;br /&gt;“Sounds good, let’s go Wagal.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The End&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...Or is it...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think? I'm working on a sequel. New characters and new adventures await.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-112111008364909519?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/112111008364909519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=112111008364909519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/112111008364909519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/112111008364909519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2005/07/bambeyes-ulitmate-adventure-final-part.html' title='Bambeye&apos;s Ulitmate Adventure Final Part'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-112101622805797472</id><published>2005-07-10T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T10:23:48.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bambeye's Ultimate Adventure Part 5</title><content type='html'>Okay, now the battle starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Wagal looked at Bambeye as if she had suddenly tuned Martian “Are you feeling okay? I could have sworn you said we should move toward danger. That goes against every bone of your body.”&lt;br /&gt;“Bambeye? You mean Fire.”&lt;br /&gt;“No I mean Bambeye you…twit.” Wagal realized who he was talking to.&lt;br /&gt;“Surprise,” Shadow said, “you found me.”&lt;br /&gt;Bambeye sensed every once of Fire’s courage seep through her. “I think now’s your queue to try to kill me.” She said confidently.&lt;br /&gt;“Then so be it!” Shadow screamed as he flew straight toward Bambeye. He merely flew through her head.&lt;br /&gt;Having engaged Shadow, she began to get a little nervous. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Fire, help me out here!”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; But there was no response. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“Fire? Fire? Fire?! Where are you?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Right behind you.”&lt;br /&gt;Bambeye couldn’t believe her eyes. Fire herself was floating right before her. “What happened?”&lt;br /&gt;“When Shadow ran through your head he somehow activated his ability to break mental links. He ripped me out of you.”&lt;br /&gt;“Then Let’s, Let’s defeat Shadow. Blowloon, Wagal, I need your help.”&lt;br /&gt;Blowloon and Wagal came near Bambeye. They concentrated, and ZAP! Sfeer!&lt;br /&gt;“Your mental link is history.” Shadow said.&lt;br /&gt;“…Assuming you can catch me you overgrown blipity blot!”&lt;br /&gt;“Why you little…”&lt;br /&gt;The chase was on! Sfeer dodged tackle after tackle, striking a blow with her foot/fist/tail when the opportunity came. Shadow finally managed to land a tackle, but it did no damage other than breaking the link.&lt;br /&gt;“I think we tired him.” Wagal said.&lt;br /&gt;“Oh boy, oh boy! It’s our turn! It’s our turn!” Vortee-X Babbled. Her, Psycube and Cytangle grouped, concentrated and ZAP! Swirl-O-Cube! This mental link had the head of Vortee-X, the body of Psycube and the tail of Cytangle.&lt;br /&gt;“Another one?! You pipsqueaks are really getting annoying!” Shadow said. “Time to kill!” Shadow flew towards Swirl-O-Cube.&lt;br /&gt;Swirl-O-Cube launched a punch and pinned him to the wall with a Psychic beam. Then, just to mock him, she broke her own mental link.&lt;br /&gt;“Grrr. You’ve really ticked me off now.”&lt;br /&gt;“Eight Person fight! No one sit out!” Wagal screamed.&lt;br /&gt;Shadow suffered the same fate of a father of caffeine/sugar blasted Septuplets. Bambeye, Blowloon, Wagal, Vortee-X, Cytangle, Psycube and Fire all attacked at once, tackling, punching, and tornado-making. Shadow silenced them all by expanding his body and pushing everyone aside.&lt;br /&gt;“Fire. You’re the one I want to face me.”&lt;br /&gt;“Which one?” Bambeye and Fire asked.&lt;br /&gt;Shadow finally realized he was dealing with double.&lt;br /&gt;“The Blue-Eyed one goes first.”&lt;br /&gt;“Lucky.” Fire Muttered under her breath.&lt;br /&gt;Shadow transformed his body to the form of Bambeye. “Take this!”&lt;br /&gt;Shadow tackled Bambeye but she absorbed the blow.&lt;br /&gt;Bambeye flew in vertical circles and built up speed, and then she started making the circle smaller and smaller until she was in the very middle and she flew straight toward and through Shadow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To be continued...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let me know what you think so far&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-112101622805797472?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/112101622805797472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=112101622805797472' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/112101622805797472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/112101622805797472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2005/07/bambeyes-ultimate-adventure-part-5.html' title='Bambeye&apos;s Ultimate Adventure Part 5'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-112092906930984992</id><published>2005-07-09T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T10:21:55.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bambeye's Ultimate Adventure Part 4</title><content type='html'>Here is cool music link. It's a MIDI so it should load quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vgmusic.com/music/console/nintendo/gamecube/heroes_main.mid"&gt;Sonic Heroes Theme&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the next part of that story you all love. Now things are going to get interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...The Steel Blowloon walked right through the wind as if it were a light Breeze. Bambeye widened her eyes to try to put her steel self asleep but it seemed immune to it. Wagal launched a long range punch and stunned his “Let’s get out of here!”&lt;br /&gt;Bambeye barely dodged a tackle from her steel self “Yes, Let’s!”&lt;br /&gt;Steel Bambeye was stuck in the wall and Steel Wagal was still stunned. This made Steel Blowloon the last foe left. He zoomed toward the four friends making a run for the door.&lt;br /&gt;“Not enough time to open the door.” Blowloon said calmly.&lt;br /&gt;“Keep running” a voice said as the gang ran through the now open door. The gang paused to catch their breath.&lt;br /&gt;“Thanks Cytangle. I know it’s you.” Blowloon remarked to his best friend.&lt;br /&gt;Cytangle, a purple rectangle, used lasers in his one swirly eye to melt the door in place. “Run. This won’t hold him for long.”&lt;br /&gt;As the others ran away, Steel Blowloon broke through the door. Suddenly a swirly beam came out of a bush and hit the clone. Steel Blowloon’s head started to spin and he fell to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;“Nice moves Vortee-X” Cytangle said.&lt;br /&gt;“I’ve been practicing!” Vortee, a yellow floating cube with swirls in her eyes, said quickly, as was her way of speech. She zipped out of the bush and flew in circles. She was even more cheerful than Wagal and was always so dizzy she was blind. She only made that last shot by half hearing, half luck.&lt;br /&gt;Blowloon saw the whole thing from the corner of his eye. That took care of the Clan for now. But why did they attack?&lt;br /&gt;“They were sent by Shadow.” Psycube told him telepathically.&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile at Shadow’s lair, the dark one planned his next move. He knew he couldn’t beat her as easily as he did other warriors before her, but he didn’t want to risk side to fog-like-appendage combat, at least not on her turf.&lt;br /&gt;“I’ll bring her here!” Shadow said, “We’ll meet again soon Fire, much sooner than you think. Wahahahahaha!”&lt;br /&gt;As the four friends ran they were joined by Vortee-X and Cytangle. As Bambeye contemplated the events of that day she was called upon from a voice deep inside her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“Remember me. I will wait. ”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; That was all it said.&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden Wagal started screaming, “I hope whatever’s going’ on in your noggin can get us out of this!” For they were running straight into a portal to Shadow’s lair. Once there the six friends decided what to do next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“Find Shadow! Destroy Him! Find Shadow! Destroy Him! ”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; The voice was the one from earlier, no doubt, but it was screaming in Bambeye’s head as if it would accept nothing less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“No! No I can’t. I’m afraid”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Bambeye said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“I’m not.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“What’s that have to do with anything?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“I’m you.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bambeye understood the voice was that of Fire’s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“I will remember.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“I will wait.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one except Bambeye knew of the friendship made at that very moment.&lt;br /&gt;“Guys, I th-think w-we sh-should look for, um, Sh-Shad-Shadow, I think we should look for Shadow!”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-112092906930984992?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/112092906930984992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=112092906930984992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/112092906930984992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/112092906930984992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2005/07/bambeyes-ultimate-adventure-part-4.html' title='Bambeye&apos;s Ultimate Adventure Part 4'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-112084916139450477</id><published>2005-07-08T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T11:59:21.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bambeye's Ultimate Adventure Part 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let's just &lt;strike&gt;talk more&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cut to the chase this tme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;“Almost?” Asked Blowloon.&lt;br /&gt;“Fire caused him to fall, but at a deadly price.”&lt;br /&gt;“But if she killed him why is he back?” asked Wagal.&lt;br /&gt;“She didn’t kill him she merely wounded him so badly she caused him to give up his reign and fall into slumber.”&lt;br /&gt;“This, Fire, what did she look like”&lt;br /&gt;“I have a picture of her in this book.”&lt;br /&gt;“That’s me!” Screamed Bambeye for it was her, except for the eyes they were red and burning bright with determination.                                                        &lt;br /&gt;“I don’t know what is planned for you Bambeye, but I do know this: it will be great.”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, yeah, whatever. Say is a certain handsome pink marvel in that story?” Wagal asked.&lt;br /&gt;“Is there one around here?” remarked Psycube.&lt;br /&gt;“Say that to my face, buster!”&lt;br /&gt;“Okay, YOU’RE AN UGLY PINK PENCIL SMUDGE!”&lt;br /&gt;“Is that a challenge?!”&lt;br /&gt;“Maybe.”&lt;br /&gt;“THEN PUT 'EM UP ALREADY!!”&lt;br /&gt;“Okay.” Psycube lifted his purple cube shaped hands and concentrated. His hands were engulfed in a blue mist and similar mist soon formed around Wagal’s behind. Wagal was being lifted into the air with telekinesis!&lt;br /&gt;            “@$^*)!” Wagal screamed.&lt;br /&gt;“!#%&amp;(@#!” Psycube remarked.&lt;br /&gt;“@!#%$^*&amp;amp;(!”&lt;br /&gt;“!@#$%^&amp;*(#^!”&lt;br /&gt;Bambeye’s eyes widened at the surprisingly vulgar language while Blowloon just rolled his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;As our heroes (or two of them at least) were busy in their worst-swear-word contest, Shadow started putting his freshly brewed plan into effect. Using his powers he transformed large steel blocks into steel copies of Bambeye, Blowloon and Wagal. These heavy metal clones lacked mouths as they had no need of speech, nutrition or even breathe. Their eyes glowed with an evil red glow. There bodies were the color of steel. The Steel Clan had been born!&lt;br /&gt;“Go my minions go and wreak havoc upon Fire and her friends,” Screamed Shadow.&lt;br /&gt;The machines hummed quietly then left to carry out their dastardly deed.&lt;br /&gt;“#%%^&amp;amp;#^(^&amp;@^%*(%@@%&amp;amp;($##^*&amp;*#@!$@^$*%$@@#%&amp;amp;%&amp;#&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp;^^*#&amp;%^*%*^&amp;amp;*%^*!”&lt;br /&gt;“#%%^&amp;#^(^&amp;amp;@^%*(%@@%&amp;($##^*&amp;amp;*#@!$@^$*%$@@#%&amp;%&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp;^^*#&amp;amp;%^*%*^&amp;*%#%%^&amp;amp;#^(^&amp;@^%*(%*#$@@%&amp;amp;($##^*&amp;*#@!$@^$*%$@@#%&amp;amp;%&amp;(*^&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp;^^*#&amp;%^*%*^&amp;amp;*%^*!^*!”&lt;br /&gt;This left Wagal no other choice he opened his mouth and said&lt;br /&gt;“@*.”&lt;br /&gt;Bambeye turned an ugly shade of green, Psycube dropped Wagal on the ground, and even Blowloon was grossed out.&lt;br /&gt;“As you can see I am scared of nothing.” Wagal grinned as he plodded toward the door. That was when the Steel Clan walked in. Wagal ran so fast he nearly left his right arm behind.&lt;br /&gt;“Really, nothing at all?” Blowloon said as he stirred up a small tornado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To be continued...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-112084916139450477?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/112084916139450477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=112084916139450477' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/112084916139450477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/112084916139450477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2005/07/bambeyes-ultimate-adventure-part-3.html' title='Bambeye&apos;s Ultimate Adventure Part 3'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-112076801535466686</id><published>2005-07-07T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T13:26:55.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bambeye's Ultimate Adventure Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3438/1068/1600/All2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3438/1068/400/All.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, time for part 2, but first here is a pic of all the characters. Some do not appear in the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the next part...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...“Hey Bambeye, want to play foot ball? We promise not to mistake you for the ball this time.”&lt;br /&gt;            “No thanks. I’ll just watch.”&lt;br /&gt;            “Suit yourself”&lt;br /&gt;            In the bushes…&lt;br /&gt;            “The time has come. Move at my signal.”&lt;br /&gt;In a tree…&lt;br /&gt;“No! It can’t be! I killed you years ago!” The mysterious shadow being yelled.&lt;br /&gt;At the park, the evil trio of triangles leapt out. They looked at Bambeye with Dinner-is-served like look.&lt;br /&gt;“Were gettin’ tired of ya’ Bambeye!” Trishark yelled.&lt;br /&gt;“So we figured we wanted to eliminate you and your friends!” Starblast yelled.&lt;br /&gt;“Eh-he-he!” Snakemid chuckled.&lt;br /&gt;They combined to create the more evil Pye-Rye-Mid, the head of Trishark, the body of Starblast and the tail of Snakemid! His large triangle-shaped arm sliced a nearby oak in one swipe. He glared at Bambeye with his huge red eyes and spoke to her in sort of an echo-like scratchy voice.&lt;br /&gt;“You! Girl! You’ll go first.”&lt;br /&gt;“Well, we’ll just see about that!” Wagal said, “Bambeye, Blowloon let’s do it!”&lt;br /&gt;Bambeye, Blowloon and Wagal combined to create Sfeer. This big doodad was made up of spheres-the head of Bambeye, the tail of Blowloon and the body of Wagal.&lt;br /&gt;“You. Boy. You’ll go first.”&lt;br /&gt;The fight was started. Sfeer launched a punch into Pye-Rye-Mid’s stomach. He landed a kick in the jaw and tried to finish her off with a chop.&lt;br /&gt;Tried.&lt;br /&gt;Sfeer swiftly dodged it and did a spin jump, tailed Pye-Rye-Mid in the nose kicked him in the jaw and landed another sock in the stomach.&lt;br /&gt;“I shall lead the girl to her demise, not you!” screamed a nearby voice.&lt;br /&gt;Pye-Rye-Mid began to look around wearily, “Who are you? Show your face.”&lt;br /&gt;The evil shadow-like being flew out of a tree and seeped into Pye-Rye-Mid’s body. BOOM! The three originals were flung from their mental link and were individuals again. BOOM! He did the same thing with Sfeer.&lt;br /&gt;“Mark my words Fire. I will destroy you this time around. Do you hear me I will kill you!” With that the shadow being flew off but was to return sooner than later.&lt;br /&gt;That afternoon, Bambeye and friends went to talk to a pink cube-like figure with purple hands and no arms or fingers named Psycube about the events of yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;“Shadow.” Muttered Psycube in his blank no-nonsense voice.&lt;br /&gt;“Who?” Asked Bambeye.&lt;br /&gt;“You saw Shadow, the dark one.”&lt;br /&gt;“Let me guess. There’s some kind of a story behind this, right?” said Wagal.&lt;br /&gt;“Yes. There is.”&lt;br /&gt;“Could you, um, tell it.” asked Bambeye.&lt;br /&gt;“Yes. Long ago there was a being named Shadow he was the most evil being in history at the time. His black mist could take on any shape or form and could destroy mental links.”&lt;br /&gt;“Like the mental links used to create Pye-Rye-Guy and Sfeer?” asked Wagal, referring to his ability to link with Bambeye and Blowloon.&lt;br /&gt;“Yes there were many who could do that at the time. Anyway, let’s get back to the story, shall we? Shadow was almost defeated by a girl called Fire.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To be continued...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-112076801535466686?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/112076801535466686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=112076801535466686' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/112076801535466686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/112076801535466686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2005/07/bambeyes-ultimate-adventure-part-2.html' title='Bambeye&apos;s Ultimate Adventure Part 2'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-112033161075407533</id><published>2005-07-02T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T12:14:57.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Rabbit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3438/1068/1600/DSCN3698.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3438/1068/320/DSCN3698.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3438/1068/1600/DSCN2111.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my rabbit, Vanilla. Bruce is in the backround. I took this pic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-112033161075407533?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/112033161075407533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=112033161075407533' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/112033161075407533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/112033161075407533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-rabbit.html' title='My Rabbit'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-112026969986787973</id><published>2005-07-01T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T19:20:54.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The rest of my vacation and what happened afterward.</title><content type='html'>Now I know you have been waiting for this so here it is.&lt;br /&gt;So to reveiw (6-25), I went to the farmers market, not much to tell, but I had a cookie and a smoothie. I went back to my aunt's (again) and met Joe, Deb, Marissa, and other new relatives. We put on a magic show for them. Aunt Judy was giving everyone gifts in a unique way, she put them in a toy mailbox and stuck a note that would say "______ has mail," they would take out their gift and she would put the next one in and do it again. I got a shark tooth, and some candy. We ate Breakfast at Perkins next day, came home, met more relatives, saw a parade, ate a luncheon lunch made ice cream, flew a kite (almost), rigged the back door, and went to the carnival. Rach' won a stuffed shark. We then saw fireworks (:P to Swift) and went to the Hotel. We woke up and said "Bye" to our relatives. So began our trip home. Uneventful with the exception of Sears Tower. Then...WE WERE HOME!!! Yesterday, we went to Water Works...for five minutes :((. Today we made another go-round, and who can forget the best part. A REALLY GOOD FRIEND OF MINE WHO I THOUGHT I WOULD SEE FOR A WHILE (I won't give a name) DROPPED BY. There was complete chaos. We were all caught 150% off guard. He went with us to WW. Tinkerbell and Supergirl's family came too. Had oodles of fun, I helped one of the guards stack tubes, met many friends and foes. That's about it.&lt;br /&gt;See ya. Couldn't stop thinking about you on vacation. Bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-112026969986787973?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/112026969986787973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=112026969986787973' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/112026969986787973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/112026969986787973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2005/07/rest-of-my-vacation-and-what-happened.html' title='The rest of my vacation and what happened afterward.'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-111967146068333800</id><published>2005-06-24T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T20:49:15.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation so far (eastern time)...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Well, at 9:15PM we all left and drove 'til 1AM on the way we listened to the Larry-Boy soundtrack, "Veggie tunes," "Sugar Beats,(2x)" and "Joseph and the amazing Technicolor Dream coat" under the full moon. Dad got tired so we stayed at a place called Quality Inn, which had a cool red light in the bathroom. The next morning, I had a bite of a maple doughnut, but then I found walnuts in it. We drove an almost uneventful drive to our final destination a Holiday Inn at Madison WI.&lt;br /&gt;We met up with our grandparents and drove to our Aunt Judy and Uncle Roger's house (saw an Oscar Mayer Weiner mobile on the way). Once we got back, we saw "Robots" and went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;The next day, we ate at Denny's. I had some pancakes, 7 bacon strips, and a glass of red colored sprite. We went home and went swimming. Then went to meet our relatives from yesterday, plus our Uncle Joe and his nephews, played a game of Boche, and went to a fair. Uncle Roger and myself got lost, Nathan and Dad felt really sick, went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Then comes Saturday. I went to the farmers market and had a smothie and a cookie. We went back to my aunt's and met my new aunt that Joe married, and my new cousin Marissa. Put on a magic show and got a shark tooth from Aunt Judy.&lt;br /&gt;That's about it, miss you all, Swift, Ktyack, Doryack, Abyack, SuperGirl, TinkerBell, ect...&lt;br /&gt;TTFN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Note: I don't intend to create new posts. I will just update this one for the rest of my vacation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-111967146068333800?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/111967146068333800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=111967146068333800' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/111967146068333800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/111967146068333800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2005/06/vacation-so-far-eastern-time.html' title='Vacation so far (eastern time)...'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-111921842012561727</id><published>2005-06-19T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T15:00:20.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/285/6481/640/DSCN4243.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #ffffcc; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/285/6481/200/DSCN4243.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me shooting a bow and arrow that I made.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-111921842012561727?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/111921842012561727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=111921842012561727' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/111921842012561727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/111921842012561727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2005/06/this-is-me-shooting-bow-and-arrow-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-111884691273558952</id><published>2005-06-15T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T13:55:36.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So many friends!!!</title><content type='html'>I have a lot of friends, some are a &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; older than me like &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Swift&lt;/span&gt; *&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; grin* and &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ktyack&lt;/span&gt;, others are my age like &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Rachel&lt;/span&gt;, some are a &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; younger like&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; abyack&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;supergirl&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;tinkerbell&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;doryack&lt;/span&gt; and my brothers, some are a lot older (than me at least) like &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Mom&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Dad&lt;/span&gt;. Some are boys some are girls. You should meet &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Swift&lt;/span&gt; if you don't know him. He makes me look like a comedy wannabe, and he can clobber me at mini golf, air hockey, all outdoor games that I can think of at the moment and a lightsaber game I made up. I was going to post the rules, but they are more easily taught in person.&lt;br /&gt;So see ya all you fun-to-be-with-bloggers, bye.&lt;br /&gt;(let me know if you don't like the color of your name)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-111884691273558952?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/111884691273558952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=111884691273558952' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/111884691273558952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/111884691273558952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2005/06/so-many-friends.html' title='So many friends!!!'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-111851673713984153</id><published>2005-06-11T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T12:05:37.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Water Works</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I went to "Water Works" today I hung out in the sand box and slides a little, but mostly the Lazy River. I had a lot of fun. What Magazines do you read? I read &lt;em&gt;Adventures&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Brickmaster&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Boy’s Life&lt;/em&gt;, and &lt;em&gt;Breakaway&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-111851673713984153?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/111851673713984153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=111851673713984153' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/111851673713984153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/111851673713984153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2005/06/water-works.html' title='Water Works'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-111789279117975419</id><published>2005-06-04T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T06:52:50.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TV</title><content type='html'>It's Saturday morning,&lt;br /&gt;No makeup schoolwork,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing planned,&lt;br /&gt;Sooooooooooooo,&lt;br /&gt;IT'S TV TIME.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 7:30 and wached Teen Kids News untill 8, ate breakfast and talked to Rach' 'till 9, and saw Lilo and Stich the Series till 9:30.&lt;br /&gt;What do you guys do on Saturdays(especially mornings)?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-111789279117975419?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/111789279117975419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=111789279117975419' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/111789279117975419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/111789279117975419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2005/06/tv.html' title='TV'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-111750063690726171</id><published>2005-05-30T17:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T17:50:40.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life goes on...</title><content type='html'>Hlelo fklos, I'm slplnig wnorg on prouups...&lt;br /&gt;Came from this E-mail,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg&lt;br /&gt;The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid Aoccdrnig to rscheearch taem at&lt;br /&gt;Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a&lt;br /&gt;wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be&lt;br /&gt;in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed&lt;br /&gt;it wouthit a porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey&lt;br /&gt;lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Such a cdonition is arppoiately&lt;br /&gt;cllaed Typoglycemia.&lt;br /&gt;Amzanig huh? Yaeh and yuo awlyas thought slpeling was ipmorantt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are NOT gonna belive this! THE TEAM METAL SONIC I'VE BEEN LOOKING FOR IS A FAT HOAX. Well I went Tye-Dyeing on Saturday and I just got home from geocaching. That's were you go to different places with a GPS and find "caches"(complicated). Well I have to go eat pizza now, I'm starved.&lt;br /&gt;See ya next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-111750063690726171?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/111750063690726171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=111750063690726171' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/111750063690726171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/111750063690726171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2005/05/life-goes-on.html' title='Life goes on...'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-111722079341684277</id><published>2005-05-27T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T12:06:33.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joke</title><content type='html'>What do you get when you cross a parrot and a tiger?...&lt;br /&gt;...I don't know either, but you better hurry to get that cracker.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-111722079341684277?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/111722079341684277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=111722079341684277' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/111722079341684277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/111722079341684277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2005/05/joke.html' title='Joke'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-111705781042821598</id><published>2005-05-25T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T14:50:10.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Say'n Hi</title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;There I said it. YA HAPPY!? I dont have much to talk about, but theres this new game out in &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;winter&lt;/span&gt; called &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Shadow The Hedgehog."&lt;/span&gt; THAT'S JUST WRONG!!! As if that weren't enugh, they make the game gun-based!&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, feel free to comment on my other posts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-111705781042821598?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/111705781042821598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=111705781042821598' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/111705781042821598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/111705781042821598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2005/05/just-sayn-hi.html' title='Just Say&apos;n Hi'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-111680787470316084</id><published>2005-05-22T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T17:24:34.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking Around</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hi fellow Earthlings(You are all Earthlings right?).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sonic Heroes &lt;/em&gt;quest continues...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Choir's going well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Life goes on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Joke is about to be told...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mr. Dude: Doctor, I need your help! I keep thinking someone is under my bed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Doctor: Well, I can solve your problem, but it will cost $200 a visit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;weeks later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mr. Dude: Good news Doc.! I solved the problem for free!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Doctor: How'd you do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mr Dude: I sawed the legs off my bed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-111680787470316084?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/111680787470316084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=111680787470316084' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/111680787470316084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/111680787470316084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2005/05/looking-around.html' title='Looking Around'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12541262.post-111662741449624758</id><published>2005-05-20T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T05:03:27.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Visit to Blog</title><content type='html'>I went To a Blog of a girl I know and it was funny! New posts kept comming up with neat pics. for all you who are interested in HTML, you can use it by using tags on your comments like this.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#60;i&amp;#62;Your text here&amp;#60;/i&amp;#62;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12541262-111662741449624758?l=sonikid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/feeds/111662741449624758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12541262&amp;postID=111662741449624758' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/111662741449624758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12541262/posts/default/111662741449624758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonikid.blogspot.com/2005/05/visit-to-blog.html' title='Visit to Blog'/><author><name>Caleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00574426254123586701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uJCHGpF1UJE/R9yEG--3HFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DCfiIYwOqn4/S220/DSCN7076.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
