<?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-4927658622752694007</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:25:12.280-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kuat Drive Yards</title><subtitle type='html'>Because yellow doesn't look good in space.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noghris-home.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4927658622752694007/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noghris-home.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484567765552400613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/89/2240/320/lastscan.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4927658622752694007.post-3681730477944110883</id><published>2011-04-12T23:56:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T23:56:34.886-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Still here</title><content type='html'>Still around, just nothing to write about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4927658622752694007-3681730477944110883?l=noghris-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noghris-home.blogspot.com/feeds/3681730477944110883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4927658622752694007&amp;postID=3681730477944110883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4927658622752694007/posts/default/3681730477944110883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4927658622752694007/posts/default/3681730477944110883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noghris-home.blogspot.com/2011/04/still-here.html' title='Still here'/><author><name>Kev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484567765552400613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/89/2240/320/lastscan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4927658622752694007.post-7708088977970018486</id><published>2009-02-24T05:38:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T05:46:57.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Final Inspection</title><content type='html'>The soldier stood and faced God,&lt;br /&gt; Which must always come to pass.&lt;br /&gt; He hoped his shoes were shining,&lt;br /&gt; Just as brightly as his brass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 'Step forward now, you soldier,&lt;br /&gt; How shall I deal with you ?&lt;br /&gt; Have you always turned the other cheek ?&lt;br /&gt; To My Church have you been true?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The soldier squared his shoulders and said,&lt;br /&gt; 'No, Lord, I guess I ain't.&lt;br /&gt; Because those of us who carry guns,&lt;br /&gt; Can't always be a saint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I've had to work most Sundays,&lt;br /&gt; And at times my talk was tough.&lt;br /&gt; And sometimes I've been violent,&lt;br /&gt; Because the world is awfully rough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; But, I never took a penny,&lt;br /&gt; That wasn't mine to keep...&lt;br /&gt; Though I worked a lot of overtime,&lt;br /&gt; When the bills got just too steep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And I never passed a cry for help,&lt;br /&gt; Though at times I shook with fear.&lt;br /&gt; And sometimes, God, forgive me,&lt;br /&gt; I've wept unmanly tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I know I don't deserve a place,&lt;br /&gt; Among the people here.&lt;br /&gt; They never wanted me around,&lt;br /&gt; Except to calm their fears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; If you've a place for me here, Lord,&lt;br /&gt; It needn't be so grand.&lt;br /&gt; I never expected or had too much,&lt;br /&gt; But if you don't, I'll understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; There was a silence all around the throne,&lt;br /&gt; Where the saints had often trod.&lt;br /&gt; As the soldier waited quietly,&lt;br /&gt; For the judgment of his God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 'Step forward now, you soldier,&lt;br /&gt; You've borne your burdens well.&lt;br /&gt; Walk peacefully on Heaven's streets,&lt;br /&gt; You've done your time in Hell.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Author Unknown~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4927658622752694007-7708088977970018486?l=noghris-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noghris-home.blogspot.com/feeds/7708088977970018486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4927658622752694007&amp;postID=7708088977970018486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4927658622752694007/posts/default/7708088977970018486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4927658622752694007/posts/default/7708088977970018486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noghris-home.blogspot.com/2009/02/final-inspection.html' title='The Final Inspection'/><author><name>Kev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484567765552400613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/89/2240/320/lastscan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4927658622752694007.post-6130785609405536221</id><published>2008-11-11T03:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T03:16:11.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lest we forget</title><content type='html'>Freedom isn't free at all. It carries the highest cost of all, the blood of all the men and women that fought and died to preserve that right for all of us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4927658622752694007-6130785609405536221?l=noghris-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noghris-home.blogspot.com/feeds/6130785609405536221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4927658622752694007&amp;postID=6130785609405536221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4927658622752694007/posts/default/6130785609405536221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4927658622752694007/posts/default/6130785609405536221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noghris-home.blogspot.com/2008/11/lest-we-forget.html' title='Lest we forget'/><author><name>Kev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484567765552400613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/89/2240/320/lastscan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4927658622752694007.post-1712123946043669512</id><published>2008-10-27T01:27:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T01:29:24.597-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny 'cause it's true</title><content type='html'>Ever notice that the people who tell you to calm down, are the ones who pissed you off in the first place?!?!?!?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4927658622752694007-1712123946043669512?l=noghris-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noghris-home.blogspot.com/feeds/1712123946043669512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4927658622752694007&amp;postID=1712123946043669512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4927658622752694007/posts/default/1712123946043669512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4927658622752694007/posts/default/1712123946043669512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noghris-home.blogspot.com/2008/10/funny-cause-its-true.html' title='Funny &apos;cause it&apos;s true'/><author><name>Kev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484567765552400613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/89/2240/320/lastscan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4927658622752694007.post-5364064318931221755</id><published>2008-06-08T15:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T15:21:29.701-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while</title><content type='html'>Nothing new other than I'm going to have to find a new job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4927658622752694007-5364064318931221755?l=noghris-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noghris-home.blogspot.com/feeds/5364064318931221755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4927658622752694007&amp;postID=5364064318931221755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4927658622752694007/posts/default/5364064318931221755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4927658622752694007/posts/default/5364064318931221755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noghris-home.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s been a while'/><author><name>Kev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484567765552400613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/89/2240/320/lastscan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4927658622752694007.post-5892982894480261309</id><published>2008-01-28T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T05:35:11.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly stuff</title><content type='html'>Put your music player on shuffle, and press 'skip' for the next answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If someone says "Is this okay?" you say:&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;em&gt;Life's Been Good (Joe Walsh)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How would you describe yourself?&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;em&gt;Big Bad Moon (Joe Satriani)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What do you like in a guy/girl?&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;em&gt;Breakdown (Tantric)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. How do you feel today?&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;em&gt;Bring Me Some Water (Melissa Etheridge)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What is your life's purpose?&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;em&gt;96 Tears (The Stranglers)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your motto?&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;em&gt;What It's Like (Everlast)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What do your friends think of you?&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;em&gt;Hurt (Johnny Cash)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What do your parents think of you?&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;em&gt;Wish You Were Here (Pink Floyd)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What do you think about very often?&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;em&gt;Hard To Laugh (Pursuit of Happiness)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What is 2+2?&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;em&gt;Oh, Pretty Lady (Trooper)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What do you think of your ex?&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;em&gt;Only Happy When It Rains (Garbage)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What do you think of the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;em&gt;Tuff Enuff (Fabulous Thunderbirds)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What is your life story?&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;em&gt;Stereo (The Watchmen)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What do you want to be when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;em&gt;All You Zombies (The Hooters)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What do you think when you see the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;em&gt;The Best Way To Die (Jet Set Satellite)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What will they play at your funeral?&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;em&gt;King Nothing (Metallica)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What is your hobby/interest?&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;em&gt;Change (Blind Melon)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What is your biggest fear?&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;em&gt;I Love Myself Today (Biff Naked)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What is your biggest secret?&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;em&gt;Alive (Pearl Jam)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What do you think of your friends?&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;em&gt;Gone Away (The Offspring)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then click one more time for your title:&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;em&gt;Riverboat Fantasy (David Wilcox)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird, some of them actually make sense!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4927658622752694007-5892982894480261309?l=noghris-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noghris-home.blogspot.com/feeds/5892982894480261309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4927658622752694007&amp;postID=5892982894480261309' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4927658622752694007/posts/default/5892982894480261309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4927658622752694007/posts/default/5892982894480261309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noghris-home.blogspot.com/2008/01/silly-stuff.html' title='Silly stuff'/><author><name>Kev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484567765552400613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/89/2240/320/lastscan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4927658622752694007.post-8132224674633245237</id><published>2007-11-08T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T02:15:41.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In Flanders Fields&lt;br /&gt;by John McCrae, May 1915&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Flanders fields the poppies blow&lt;br /&gt;Between the crosses, row on row,&lt;br /&gt;That mark our place; and in the sky&lt;br /&gt;The larks, still bravely singing, fly&lt;br /&gt;Scarce heard amid the guns below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are the Dead. Short days ago&lt;br /&gt;We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,&lt;br /&gt;Loved and were loved, and now we lie&lt;br /&gt;In Flanders fields.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take up our quarrel with the foe:&lt;br /&gt;To you from failing hands we throw&lt;br /&gt;The torch; be yours to hold it high.&lt;br /&gt;If ye break faith with us who die&lt;br /&gt;We shall not sleep,&lt;br /&gt;though poppies grow&lt;br /&gt;In Flanders fields.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One day a year is not enough to thank, think of, commemorate, and celebrate all of the brave and self-less men and women who fought and sometimes died to help preserve and bring to others the freedom we take for granted today.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Say a prayer and a silent Thank You to all who served in WW1, WW2, Korea, and especially today for all the men and women in Afghanistan and where-ever our Armed Forces personnel are stationed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank you and God bless and keep you all in His care!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4927658622752694007-8132224674633245237?l=noghris-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noghris-home.blogspot.com/feeds/8132224674633245237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4927658622752694007&amp;postID=8132224674633245237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4927658622752694007/posts/default/8132224674633245237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4927658622752694007/posts/default/8132224674633245237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noghris-home.blogspot.com/2007/11/in-flanders-fields-by-john-mccrae-may.html' title=''/><author><name>Kev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484567765552400613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/89/2240/320/lastscan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4927658622752694007.post-4269597895533671004</id><published>2007-10-12T03:25:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T03:26:29.869-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Burninating the countryside</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4G36pbHljpk/Rw89rcibkTI/AAAAAAAAAAc/iLP26PQKPrY/s1600-h/trogdor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120379117947818290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4G36pbHljpk/Rw89rcibkTI/AAAAAAAAAAc/iLP26PQKPrY/s320/trogdor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4927658622752694007-4269597895533671004?l=noghris-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noghris-home.blogspot.com/feeds/4269597895533671004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4927658622752694007&amp;postID=4269597895533671004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4927658622752694007/posts/default/4269597895533671004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4927658622752694007/posts/default/4269597895533671004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noghris-home.blogspot.com/2007/10/burninating-countryside.html' title='Burninating the countryside'/><author><name>Kev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484567765552400613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/89/2240/320/lastscan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4G36pbHljpk/Rw89rcibkTI/AAAAAAAAAAc/iLP26PQKPrY/s72-c/trogdor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4927658622752694007.post-6968165382752604372</id><published>2007-09-07T05:02:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T05:04:17.874-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4G36pbHljpk/RuEv54LRy9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/qp24hz4W304/s1600-h/rainbows.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107416123793591250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4G36pbHljpk/RuEv54LRy9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/qp24hz4W304/s320/rainbows.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this with my camera phone. There was a twin rainbow outside work this evening (Thursday)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4927658622752694007-6968165382752604372?l=noghris-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noghris-home.blogspot.com/feeds/6968165382752604372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4927658622752694007&amp;postID=6968165382752604372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4927658622752694007/posts/default/6968165382752604372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4927658622752694007/posts/default/6968165382752604372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noghris-home.blogspot.com/2007/09/another-picture.html' title='Another picture'/><author><name>Kev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484567765552400613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/89/2240/320/lastscan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4G36pbHljpk/RuEv54LRy9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/qp24hz4W304/s72-c/rainbows.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4927658622752694007.post-1812125493022753886</id><published>2007-08-03T03:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T03:48:24.188-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Very cool</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4G36pbHljpk/RrL5XHBl6PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DVuvjxQeTow/s1600-h/rice_art11.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094408303927486706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4G36pbHljpk/RrL5XHBl6PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DVuvjxQeTow/s320/rice_art11.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Actual rice paddy in Inakadate in Aomori prefecture, Japan. Created by planting 3 varieties of rice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Picture found on the 'net.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;L8R&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4927658622752694007-1812125493022753886?l=noghris-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noghris-home.blogspot.com/feeds/1812125493022753886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4927658622752694007&amp;postID=1812125493022753886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4927658622752694007/posts/default/1812125493022753886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4927658622752694007/posts/default/1812125493022753886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noghris-home.blogspot.com/2007/08/very-cool.html' title='Very cool'/><author><name>Kev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484567765552400613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/89/2240/320/lastscan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4G36pbHljpk/RrL5XHBl6PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DVuvjxQeTow/s72-c/rice_art11.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4927658622752694007.post-4787742146785735272</id><published>2007-07-29T17:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T17:40:43.443-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Knight time</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Chapter 1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Arise, brave and noble Knight of the Realm. My heart is gladdened that you have heeded my summons with great haste."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aylwyn Darkshadow slowly rose and looked into the face of Queen Marieke. "I live only to serve, Majesty. Command me, give me purpose."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Queen looked at the face of the man standing before her. The wisdom behind his eyes betrayed the apparent youthfulness of his visage. Time has indeed been kind to him, his battles and tribulations do not show in his appearance. Only the occasional limp or verbal stumble show his true age. "The Captain of the Guard has fallen ill under mysterious circumstances. Our spies tell me that our enemies are massing for attack, even as we speak. Without your strength and wisdom, I fear all will be lost." As the Queen spoke, she slowly paced back and forth in front of the throne, clutching a small golden object in her hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fear not, my Lady. I shall go to the city gates immediately. I swear to you, that as long as I am able to draw breath, I shall let no one pass. I gave my life to you, freely, many years ago. It no longer has value to me. Only the greater good of the realm and your Majesty have any worth to me." replied Sir Aylwyn, as he once more dropped to one knee, head bowed. "Do not speak in terms such as those, you are very valued. You are an inspiration to all those around you. Many times, the Generals of our armies tell me they can see the change in thein troops when you are on the field of battle with them. Many who were unsure, became warriors along side you. Many more survived than would have, otherwise," said Marieke, as she put her hand on his shoulder, "thanks to your example."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you for the kind words, my Queen. But time is precious now, and with your permission I will gather my equipment and go to the city gates to prepare for what is to come." Aylwyn rose and gave a low bow to the Queen. As he began to turn to leave, the Queen called to him "Wait a moment! I would like you to take this with you, for luck." She handed the object she had been holding to Aylwyn, a small gold shield bearing the same Coat of Arms that was carved on the top of the throne, the symbol of the Royal family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you, my Lady. This cannot fail to bring us anything but good fortune." Aylwyn said as he took it from her gentle grasp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L8R&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4927658622752694007-4787742146785735272?l=noghris-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noghris-home.blogspot.com/feeds/4787742146785735272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4927658622752694007&amp;postID=4787742146785735272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4927658622752694007/posts/default/4787742146785735272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4927658622752694007/posts/default/4787742146785735272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noghris-home.blogspot.com/2007/07/knight-time.html' title='Knight time'/><author><name>Kev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484567765552400613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/89/2240/320/lastscan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4927658622752694007.post-1778930269829180918</id><published>2007-07-28T06:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T06:42:05.847-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Men's logic</title><content type='html'>Duct tape is like the Force; it has a light side and a dark side and it holds the universe together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L8R&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4927658622752694007-1778930269829180918?l=noghris-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noghris-home.blogspot.com/feeds/1778930269829180918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4927658622752694007&amp;postID=1778930269829180918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4927658622752694007/posts/default/1778930269829180918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4927658622752694007/posts/default/1778930269829180918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noghris-home.blogspot.com/2007/07/mens-logic.html' title='Men&apos;s logic'/><author><name>Kev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484567765552400613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/89/2240/320/lastscan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4927658622752694007.post-1320383544963014315</id><published>2007-07-20T03:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T04:03:49.630-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep Thoughts by Jack Handey</title><content type='html'>When I was a kid my favorite relative was Uncle Caveman. After school we'd all go play in his cave and every once in a while he would eat one of us. It wasn't until later that I found out Uncle Caveman was a bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L8R&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4927658622752694007-1320383544963014315?l=noghris-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noghris-home.blogspot.com/feeds/1320383544963014315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4927658622752694007&amp;postID=1320383544963014315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4927658622752694007/posts/default/1320383544963014315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4927658622752694007/posts/default/1320383544963014315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noghris-home.blogspot.com/2007/07/deep-thoughts.html' title='Deep Thoughts by Jack Handey'/><author><name>Kev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484567765552400613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/89/2240/320/lastscan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4927658622752694007.post-3904357107142303193</id><published>2007-07-13T00:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T00:33:22.834-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The hunt begins</title><content type='html'>As soon as I can find my print-out of the story I was writing, I'll start re-posting it here again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L8R&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4927658622752694007-3904357107142303193?l=noghris-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noghris-home.blogspot.com/feeds/3904357107142303193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4927658622752694007&amp;postID=3904357107142303193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4927658622752694007/posts/default/3904357107142303193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4927658622752694007/posts/default/3904357107142303193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noghris-home.blogspot.com/2007/07/hunt-begins.html' title='The hunt begins'/><author><name>Kev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484567765552400613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/89/2240/320/lastscan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4927658622752694007.post-3325875853333848487</id><published>2007-07-12T03:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T03:08:38.287-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New rules</title><content type='html'>There will not be anything blatantly personal posted on this one. Learned my lesson last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L8R&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4927658622752694007-3325875853333848487?l=noghris-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noghris-home.blogspot.com/feeds/3325875853333848487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4927658622752694007&amp;postID=3325875853333848487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4927658622752694007/posts/default/3325875853333848487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4927658622752694007/posts/default/3325875853333848487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noghris-home.blogspot.com/2007/07/new-rules.html' title='New rules'/><author><name>Kev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484567765552400613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/89/2240/320/lastscan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4927658622752694007.post-5593976596718443591</id><published>2007-07-11T15:40:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T15:40:56.960-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting over</title><content type='html'>Deleted the old blog, started fresh over here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L8R&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4927658622752694007-5593976596718443591?l=noghris-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noghris-home.blogspot.com/feeds/5593976596718443591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4927658622752694007&amp;postID=5593976596718443591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4927658622752694007/posts/default/5593976596718443591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4927658622752694007/posts/default/5593976596718443591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noghris-home.blogspot.com/2007/07/starting-over.html' title='Starting over'/><author><name>Kev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484567765552400613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/89/2240/320/lastscan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
