<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347380219812615006</id><updated>2009-11-01T07:37:59.061-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a blog</title><subtitle type='html'>Justablog, is just a blog.  If you were looking for something spectacular than you just came to a dead end.  I'm not trying to sound pessimistic, but in this blog, it's just about life, if it's my life or somebody elses life, or if it's all about some Pigeon I saw yesterday.  So just read and don't get your hopes up too high.  But as my mom always says, "Make the most out of something no matter how boring it seems."

     -Tdawg</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-dawg-justablog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347380219812615006/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-dawg-justablog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>T-dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344761890612852523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347380219812615006.post-7439488654408333665</id><published>2009-10-31T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T14:45:21.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*HELP*</title><content type='html'>Hey fellow followers!  I need business, cash, money, the dough, whatever you want to call it!  I'm selling some t-shirts and even if you don't want to spend five to the most of ten dollars for a t-shirt because of the hard times then you could just donate one dollar as a tip.  I don't want money for my pockets 'cause that's going to charity (I'm still looking for one, it's not official yet), but I need money to make up for the amount that I spend on getting the t-shirts etc.  If you want to buy a T-shirt then email me at thomasmagnuson@gmail.com and say "I wanna T-shirt, what do ya' got?" and I will try to give you pictures of my products.  Anyways, right now I will only be selling through mailing the Tees to you because I am way too busy to sell them in front of my house.  More posts about Threads will come soon...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;*End of Message*&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/8347380219812615006-7439488654408333665?l=t-dawg-justablog.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347380219812615006/posts/default/7439488654408333665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347380219812615006/posts/default/7439488654408333665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-dawg-justablog.blogspot.com/2009/10/help.html' title='*HELP*'/><author><name>T-dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344761890612852523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01826664896198921705'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347380219812615006.post-3635568001991776330</id><published>2009-10-31T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T14:31:15.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happpppy halllllloweeeeeen</title><content type='html'>hellllllllo!  siiiiiince iiiiiiiit issssssss haaaloooweeeeeeeen Iiiiiiii haaaaaave toooooooo ssssspeaaaaaaak liiiiiiiike thiiiiiiiisssssss.  Just kidding.  This Halloween I'm not doing anything.  Yes folks, it was fun while it lasted.  This Halloween though, I intend on studying for my science cell test (a.k.a the hardest test in the history of education and learning).  Maybe if I am in the mood I will hide behind a tree in front of our house and jump out at trick-or-treaters with my dad's Lucha libre mask on my head.  Well, right now my step mom and my dad (including William) are carving a pumpkin.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                   So, Going onto another topic today I &lt;i&gt;would &lt;/i&gt;have gone to a latin tournament but I'm not on the "team".  If you don't know what the (substitute harsh word)  I'm talking about, at my school they have latin club.  I'm in the latin club but I'm only a substitute for the latin team.  Because nobody was absent I didn't get to go (well my dad mostly held me back).  I was really close to getting on the team (long story) but a substitute ahead of me will instead of me (but there's still hope!).  Well, I guess that's all for right now.  So, happy Halloween and here's a quote of the day (sorry for not doing that regularly):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 17px; color: rgb(69, 69, 69); line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;a title="Click for further information about this quotation" href="http://www.quotationspage.com/quote/1071.html" style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Life is pleasant. Death is peaceful. It's the transition that's troublesome.&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'Times New Roman', Times, serif;font-size:180%;color:#454545;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;         -Isaac &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;Asimov (1920 - 1992)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347380219812615006-3635568001991776330?l=t-dawg-justablog.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347380219812615006/posts/default/3635568001991776330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347380219812615006/posts/default/3635568001991776330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-dawg-justablog.blogspot.com/2009/10/happpppy-halllllloweeeeeen.html' title='happpppy halllllloweeeeeen'/><author><name>T-dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344761890612852523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01826664896198921705'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347380219812615006.post-314400790529062097</id><published>2009-09-19T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T09:48:34.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Threads (a debatable name)</title><content type='html'>OK, here it is.  My great idea(for the time being)!  Threads.  I think that the name is pretty cool, and I have checked on the Internet lots of times to see if the name has already been used and the closest think that I have found is Thread less.   If you have any cooler ideas for a T-shirt business name then you can always email me.  Also, I am looking for a slogan.  Anyways, For my business I:&lt;div&gt;-Go to goodwill and buy a whole bunch of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;BLANK&lt;/span&gt; T-shirts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I go home and wash and dry them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I gather up all my stencils:(&lt;img src="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:EgXIk1IWvaQ0JM:http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41TBMWGCCTL._SL500_AA280_.jpg" alt="See full size image" /&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I draw whatever comes to mind (funny, nerdy, quotes, vintage, etc.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I sell at my school and in my neighborhood (though I can mail to you if you ask through email)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I try to make the amount of money that I spent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-All my profit goes to charitable organizations&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I go to Goodwill to buy secondhand Tees to sell to you, I am saving the environment a little bit.  This is because I am not making new T-shirts from a factory to sell (just to be thrown away), I am reusing what is already out there.  So, when you're done with my Tees, recycle them please!  (hey, that could be my slogan).  Anyways, my email is thomasmagnuson@gmail.com and email me feedback on my idea's.  I should be coming out with a web-site too, and I will give the URL to you when I do get one*.  Anyways, see u l8r!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;-T-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Dawg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*I might not get a website.  It might just be another blog, or maybe just posts on this blog&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/8347380219812615006-314400790529062097?l=t-dawg-justablog.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347380219812615006/posts/default/314400790529062097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347380219812615006/posts/default/314400790529062097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-dawg-justablog.blogspot.com/2009/09/threads-debatable-name.html' title='Threads (a debatable name)'/><author><name>T-dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344761890612852523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01826664896198921705'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347380219812615006.post-5303420260748166849</id><published>2009-09-19T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T07:19:00.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HEADLINES:  BOY CHANGES BUSINESS PROJECT IDEA!!!</title><content type='html'>Yep, like all human beings, you get this awe-striking totally awesome idea and after a while you notice the leaks in the pipe.  Well, better now then when the business project actually starts (sometime in April I think).  I looked at the my business idea; Thomas Designs and I wasn't smiling anymore.  I only made ten percent of the cost of the merchandise, and if I raised my royalty price then nobody would by my products because the merchandise price would go up also.  (this all confusing!).  My dad told me that I would make more money selling to businesses that would buy in bulk, but the odds that they would buy from me then a more experienced T-shirt making company are a lot to 3  (I feel like C-3PO).  Anyways, I decided to trash that idea and think of another business.  I still wanted to create T-shirts, so I decided on the perfect idea (at least for now)....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;T0 BE CONTINUED!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Wha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*Just look at post above smart ones*&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/8347380219812615006-5303420260748166849?l=t-dawg-justablog.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347380219812615006/posts/default/5303420260748166849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347380219812615006/posts/default/5303420260748166849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-dawg-justablog.blogspot.com/2009/09/headlines-boy-changes-business-project.html' title='HEADLINES:  BOY CHANGES BUSINESS PROJECT IDEA!!!'/><author><name>T-dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344761890612852523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01826664896198921705'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347380219812615006.post-6131746656524088794</id><published>2009-08-19T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T07:33:58.005-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A terrible no good very bad day</title><content type='html'>Hello.  Today is definitely not a good day.  First off, I've broken a prepared slide in science (note: these cost lots of money $$), second of all I broke it yesterday and I didn't tell my science teacher.  I probably did the most stupid thing in my life.  Though I was too upset and ashamed to tell him, when I tell him today I'll have a consequence like everything.  At least I'm  telling him at all, but I feel most bad for not telling him the day before and thinking that I could lie my way out.  Of course that's what mom's are for, and so I told her and she told me to make up a nice speech for the science teacher notifying him that I am really sorry.  So, I am going to type it out on this blog for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "Mr. Swami,&lt;br /&gt;            A duck walks into a bar, and the bartender says 'hey, get out my bar or else I'll nail you to a wall'  (wait for laughter, than bring up topic really really fast so that his laugh muffles up the confession)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I was joking.  Really, I'm not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; bad of a person.  I'm just going to except my punishment, and get on with life.  And whatever you do, when you brake something in class (expensive or not) ALWAYS ALWAYS ALWAYS (!!!!), tell the teacher after class and your punishment won't be as harsh.  The teacher might get real mad at you, but in the end you will be proud of yourself.  Don't do what I did, please!  For right now I'll be the hypocrite.  Thanks, and have a great school year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      T-Dawg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347380219812615006-6131746656524088794?l=t-dawg-justablog.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347380219812615006/posts/default/6131746656524088794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347380219812615006/posts/default/6131746656524088794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-dawg-justablog.blogspot.com/2009/08/terrible-no-bad-very-bad-day.html' title='A terrible no good very bad day'/><author><name>T-dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344761890612852523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01826664896198921705'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347380219812615006.post-6492547822297066828</id><published>2009-08-08T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T06:02:59.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thomas Designs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hi guys!  Have any of you peoples ever been to a Bat (or Bar) Mitzvah?  I have!  I went to a Bat Mitzvah last Thursday!  As you can see by my excessive exclamation marks, it was awesome as well as a great experience in my life.  And to top it all off, I get to go to another one later in August!  Anyways, back to the point, in seventh grade there's a school project called the business project.  Just by the name I'm sure that you know what that means; I have to start my own "business" and sell stuff.  What's cool is that I get to keep all the money, though I have decided that I wanted to give every single penny of profit to charity.  My "business" is called Thomas Designs.  As you can see on the side of my blog, I create merchandise.  You can go to my website at &lt;a href="http://www.zazzle.com/thomasdesigns"&gt;http://www.zazzle.com/thomasdesigns&lt;/a&gt; and see all my merchandise.  I try to keep my products nice and cheep just for you!  I have many products already made that you can buy, and if you want a personal design you can email me at thomasmagnuson@gmail.com and make a request.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;NOTE: I will add 20% for personal designs not including products already made (if you buy more than one of the same personal design, the 20% will be taken off).  Also, if you want a personal design, when you email me your request make sure to put any pictures you want to be used on your merchandise on your email.  I will constantly email you my progress so that you can criticize my work.  So if you have a business I can make you your business cards, t-shirts, mugs, bumper stickers, etc.  And every profit I make goes to charity!  (not a lie)  I hope that you will think of Thomas Designs when you want some merchandise.  Thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;See ya' next post; "but don't get too excited because it's justablog"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- T-Dawg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;P.S:  Here's an example of one of my products:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://rlv.zcache.com/its_an_american_duty_sticker-p217601233008406964836x_325.jpg"&gt;An American Duty sticker&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347380219812615006-6492547822297066828?l=t-dawg-justablog.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347380219812615006/posts/default/6492547822297066828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347380219812615006/posts/default/6492547822297066828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-dawg-justablog.blogspot.com/2009/08/thomas-designs.html' title='Thomas Designs'/><author><name>T-dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344761890612852523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01826664896198921705'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347380219812615006.post-8034068397310055792</id><published>2009-07-03T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T06:01:56.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fourth of July; Doggy Doomsday</title><content type='html'>Hey guys!  Isn't the Fourth of July AWESOME?!  Well, not for my dog.  Zoe (my dog) thinks of the 4th as a bomb testing.  So, she goes and hides in the master closet well away from those nasty toxic bombs.  It must be hard being a dog.  So, what are you guys doing for the 4th?  My step mom has a lake house on L.B.J, so I get to go there for four days (ha Coincidence, four days I will be staying at a lake house for the fourth!  Sorry) and see fireworks.  Anyways, for those of you guys who don't want to see or can't see fireworks in person (like my mom whom this post is dedicated to) here's a YouTube video those people:  &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MeFi3SDi_n8"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MeFi3SDi_n8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Anyways, have a good one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Quote of the day:  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;You can't roller skate in a buffalo herd,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; but you can be happy if you have a mind to"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-Roger Miller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;  See ya'!    -TDawg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347380219812615006-8034068397310055792?l=t-dawg-justablog.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347380219812615006/posts/default/8034068397310055792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347380219812615006/posts/default/8034068397310055792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-dawg-justablog.blogspot.com/2009/07/fourth-of-july-doggy-doomsday.html' title='The Fourth of July; Doggy Doomsday'/><author><name>T-dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344761890612852523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01826664896198921705'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347380219812615006.post-5147492583460388931</id><published>2009-06-21T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T05:20:22.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fathers Day/Children-enslaved Day</title><content type='html'>Now, I was kind of exaggerating about how children are technically slaves on fathers day.  I did make a big breakfast for my dad with my little brother, along with a homemade card but I decided to do that by myself.  I wonder how many kids in this world made breakfast for their fathers and how many were lazy?  That makes me feel special  (-:  Anyways, I also put together a grill for my dad with my Step Mom.  The thing that made this fathers day better than most was that my dad was at a church retreat for a couple of days so he came back late Saturday night so This day was the first I saw him since his retreat; also that we were going to have a cook-out!  Are you going anywhere for summer break?  Well, I'm not going anywhere out of my state so don't feel bad if you're not either.  The farthest I &lt;i&gt;might&lt;/i&gt; go is to my step mom's parent's lake house on Lake L.B.J.  Other than that, I might be surprised with something like: &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;             &lt;/span&gt;"Hey sweety!  Guess what?"&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;               &lt;/span&gt;"What?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;             &lt;/span&gt;"We're going on a big trip to the &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;             &lt;/span&gt;grocery store one minute away!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;               &lt;/span&gt;"OMG, I am most excited"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, so Have a great summer and become a follower!  Just scroll down on my page till' you find something that has the name of Justsomefollowers.  You can follow my blog and see all the add-ons that I do!  But Don't get too excited because it's justablog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  C U L8R (I am not a text freak, in fact I don't know how to text!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   -TDawg&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/8347380219812615006-5147492583460388931?l=t-dawg-justablog.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347380219812615006/posts/default/5147492583460388931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347380219812615006/posts/default/5147492583460388931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-dawg-justablog.blogspot.com/2009/06/fathers-daychildren-enslaved-day.html' title='Fathers Day/Children-enslaved Day'/><author><name>T-dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344761890612852523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01826664896198921705'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347380219812615006.post-6151113360310663724</id><published>2009-06-19T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T06:03:43.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, I was bored so I made another post- The Manualist</title><content type='html'>I saw this YouTube video and I thought that this guy was pretty sweet; except for the fact of spending most of his life just to accomplish &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;.  Anyways, watch the movie and enjoy!  (I'll try to  make new polls and movies to keep you Internet surfers occupied)  For now on at the end of every post, I shall have a quote that summarizes the post (or at least a quote)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out!     -TDawg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote:  "Great ability develops and reveals itself increasingly with every new assignment"&lt;br /&gt;                                                          -Baltasar Gracian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dd class="author"&gt;&lt;div class="icons"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="icons"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="icons"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nWmnamgi7OY&amp;amp;feature=PlayList&amp;amp;p=AB7A8BC9EA179357&amp;amp;playnext=1&amp;amp;playnext_from=PL&amp;amp;index=3"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nWmnamgi7OY&amp;amp;feature=PlayList&amp;amp;p=AB7A8BC9EA179357&amp;amp;playnext=1&amp;amp;playnext_from=PL&amp;amp;index=3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt class="quote"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347380219812615006-6151113360310663724?l=t-dawg-justablog.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347380219812615006/posts/default/6151113360310663724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347380219812615006/posts/default/6151113360310663724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-dawg-justablog.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey-i-was-bored-so-i-made-another-post.html' title='Hey, I was bored so I made another post- The Manualist'/><author><name>T-dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344761890612852523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01826664896198921705'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347380219812615006.post-5237864386846710004</id><published>2009-06-19T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T13:23:58.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My hair; a dwelling place</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kYMC7VjDa4/SZOciwD9IBI/AAAAAAAAD4U/Sl_rKJ8wNFw/s400/head-lice-louse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kYMC7VjDa4/SZOciwD9IBI/AAAAAAAAD4U/Sl_rKJ8wNFw/s400/head-lice-louse.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello again, it has been a long time since I last posted so I am very sorry about that (I don't even have the excuse of saying that I had schoolwork because it's summer!).  So as you read in the parentheses, because some people don't read them, it's summer.  The summer started out great!  I had a cousin hang out with my younger brother and I for two weeks and that was sweet.  We did many cool stuff, like hiking and biking, swimming, etc.  Now that he's not watching us anymore we have to go to a summer camp    )-:     In my total opinion, I was never fond of summer camps no matter how &lt;i&gt;FUN, &lt;/i&gt;or &lt;i&gt;AWESOME FOR KIDS&lt;/i&gt; it was.  The summer camp that I was going to go to was Faith Lutheran; a christian church (though we only did Christianity related stuff on Wednesdays).  For the first two days, the camp was o.k, but once Wednesday struck my hair turned into a dwelling place.  It all started when during lunch, Ms. Janet (don't ask) saw my little brother scratching a bunch during chapel (which was before lunch) so she checked him for lice and he had some.  So you know that meant, I probably also had them.  I got picked up early (from the my cousin who was watching over me for the last two weeks), and after finding out that I also had lice he left us home alone so he could get some cream, combs, etc.  Once back, Paul (my cousin's name) put a whole bunch of the cream in my hair and then I took a shower.  Once the whole treatment was done for me and my little brother he checked us both and we were golden- so he thought- the next day when dad picked us up from camp he checked my little brother and I again for lice, since he didn't believe that any old lice cream (ha!  It sounds lice Ice Cream) could take out &lt;i&gt;all &lt;/i&gt;the lice.  He found some in both of our hair, and William had to get a haircut.  I didn't have to only because I had to get a professional photo shoot with a lady in August; it was June.  Anyways, so my Summer was ruined for that weekend because we weren't going to do any of the stuff that was planned.  Moral of the post; WASH YOUR HAIR EVERY DAY!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    See ya'!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  -TDawg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347380219812615006-5237864386846710004?l=t-dawg-justablog.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347380219812615006/posts/default/5237864386846710004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347380219812615006/posts/default/5237864386846710004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-dawg-justablog.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-hair-dwelling-place.html' title='My hair; a dwelling place'/><author><name>T-dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344761890612852523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01826664896198921705'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kYMC7VjDa4/SZOciwD9IBI/AAAAAAAAD4U/Sl_rKJ8wNFw/s72-c/head-lice-louse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347380219812615006.post-4063340173438237847</id><published>2009-05-24T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T12:55:06.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>well, the worst is over!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://206.47.170.43/channels/images/happy-face-istock-456.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I bet most of you readers remember the joy of school's end, with the victory dance, and the parties, and the food that you wouldn't usually eat at school (oh joy).   Well, I may not have any parties, but school's almost over!  It's freaking awesome!  Though I have a math exam Wednesday, IT should be the easiest thing ever!  I can't wait till' summer time!  (The bad part is that I will be pretty bored and the summer homework sucks!)  Oh yeah, by the way when I said "The worst is over" for my title for this post, I meant that the worst of school work is over.  Peace out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-T-Dawg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S-  Have you played that computer game called Sub-Machine?  It's kind of confusing, but I beaten all of them!  Well, see u l8r!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347380219812615006-4063340173438237847?l=t-dawg-justablog.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347380219812615006/posts/default/4063340173438237847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347380219812615006/posts/default/4063340173438237847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-dawg-justablog.blogspot.com/2009/05/well-worst-is-over.html' title='well, the worst is over!'/><author><name>T-dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344761890612852523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01826664896198921705'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347380219812615006.post-2202072424382841601</id><published>2009-03-13T18:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T19:12:22.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored silly</title><content type='html'>Yo, uh it's spring break.  Yeah, I'm pretty excited though the weather isn't looking so good, but maybe the weatherman is not so correct this week.  Anyways...  I hate thisrain to tell you the truth.  The first time it happened I thought that it was pretty good, but after a while I hated it!  Today, I was at home and it was raining; so I couldn't do anything outside!  Of course I was bored like heck.  So, have a good spring break everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   T-dawg&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;P.S-  I love this!  &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oe8CYEWsrfc"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oe8CYEWsrfc&lt;/a&gt;   (Elmo's really lost his eyes!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347380219812615006-2202072424382841601?l=t-dawg-justablog.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347380219812615006/posts/default/2202072424382841601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347380219812615006/posts/default/2202072424382841601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-dawg-justablog.blogspot.com/2009/03/bored-silly.html' title='Bored silly'/><author><name>T-dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344761890612852523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01826664896198921705'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347380219812615006.post-1019898959529405092</id><published>2009-03-11T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T04:21:25.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yo.  I'm writing to you at six o' clock in the morning, so I'm sort of tired.  But anyways, have you ever had that relative that when you were young you thought that she was blood related, but it turns out that she's not your cousin, but your step &lt;em&gt;second&lt;/em&gt; cousin, or your parent's step cousin?  Yeah, it's so confusing.  I just call her my cousin, but when somebody says, "how's so and so related to you?"  I just take the time in saying what exactly she is.  Well, since it's lent and I'm a Christian (but I really wouldn't care to be anything else?  It's just what I was brought up as.) I'm giving up my ipod Shuffle.  For some reason though, unlike my friends I feel a hint of proudness.  Well, I hope that I'll write more posts soon, so, "Don't get to excited 'cause this is justablog."  (Did you like that?  That's my new slogan!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                         -T-dawg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347380219812615006-1019898959529405092?l=t-dawg-justablog.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347380219812615006/posts/default/1019898959529405092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347380219812615006/posts/default/1019898959529405092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-dawg-justablog.blogspot.com/2009/03/yo.html' title=''/><author><name>T-dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344761890612852523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01826664896198921705'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347380219812615006.post-3470741823201155969</id><published>2009-03-07T13:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T15:20:10.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wikipedia; the site that ruined my day</title><content type='html'>It's funny, but I remember seeing something on the news that was talking about the Titanic sinking, and that it all happened because of a tiny mistake in the building of it. Something like that happened to me; my project failed, due to a tiny mistake in the beginning-due to my overconfidence in the site called Wikipedia. The project was on the literature, and folklore of Morocco; so I went on to Wikipedia (like I had always done for these type of projects) and read an article about 'literature of Morocco' and opened up a word document so I could type down stuff that was important in MY OWN WORDS (very important), and emailed it to my teacher since I don't have a printer. He printed it out and everything so far was looking good, until the presentation. My partners, who did the same thing but different countries started out first. Then I did my part. I was talking about famous authors, and styles of righting they had. I also told the class about the stories that kids were told by their parents, and stuff like that. Unfortunately, my confidence got me lower in the end when my teacher raised his hand. He told me about my mistakes, and wanted me to show him the sight that I got it from. Though I didn't fail, I didn't make a 100%, and I learned one thing; Don't use wikipedia for school. Also, I found out that random visitors can change the sights! I tried it, but I came back a day later and it was gone. This was an unusually long post, but it just makes you stay on this page longer! See ya'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tdawg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S- I think that you and your friends should have some sort of code at the end of each message that you send to that friend. Like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the big cheese is out&lt;br /&gt;justasuggestion (just a suggestion)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, T-dawg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347380219812615006-3470741823201155969?l=t-dawg-justablog.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347380219812615006/posts/default/3470741823201155969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347380219812615006/posts/default/3470741823201155969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-dawg-justablog.blogspot.com/2009/03/wikipedia-site-that-ruined-my-day.html' title='Wikipedia; the site that ruined my day'/><author><name>T-dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344761890612852523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01826664896198921705'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347380219812615006.post-8058355542689364082</id><published>2009-02-23T18:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T18:19:52.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yo, sorry that I haven't been adding on lately.  I haven't had much time.  I've been working on a PowerPoint for school, that's really putting pressure on me, but  I find myself doing fine on it.  Really, not much new is going on.  I still play classical guitar along with an occasional rock out, or blues.  Along with soccer being my sport, this year I really decided to go farther and try every sport.  Flag football, which was loads of fun.  Basketball for me is not fun when it comes to competition, but just playing around in my backyard is a good way to spend my time.  I've actually started running, and doing track which I love.  This past weekend (2-21-09)  I did my first 5K, the Mardi Gras 5K!  The whole thing was tremendously fun, until the very end I got called a girl while sprinting through the finish line (they said, "you go girl).  You see, at the moment I have long hair, and I am a boy, so getting called the right gender isn't easy.  Right now I have two choices; grow a beard/mustache, or cut it.  I might make a poll for that!  Voting in general, is always good, and good for your country.  Though on my blog, it's&lt;em&gt; really good&lt;/em&gt; to vote, since it helps out my page.  Now do yourself a favor and don't drink and drive.  (Seriously, what would Mr. T say?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                  -   T-Dawg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   P.S-  This is the end of the message&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347380219812615006-8058355542689364082?l=t-dawg-justablog.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347380219812615006/posts/default/8058355542689364082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347380219812615006/posts/default/8058355542689364082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-dawg-justablog.blogspot.com/2009/02/yo-sorry-that-i-havent-been-adding-on.html' title=''/><author><name>T-dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344761890612852523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01826664896198921705'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347380219812615006.post-4571679927950627651</id><published>2008-12-07T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T07:43:00.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>What up? O.K, I know what you're thinking: my blog sucks.  Even if you don't think that, you have to admit, this blog could be a little less ego-centric.  So, from now on, I'm not going to just talk about my life in a sense of a timeline, but just daily random, funny, strange, significant, etc. activities that go on in my life.  This blog will just be one that when you're bored, you type in the URL and you just check out, not necessarily what's going on in my life, but what's going on in general.  Just to let you know, this isn't my only site, I've got lots more.  Check 'em out:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;a href="http://sites.google.com/site/justanumberonesite/"&gt;my google site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;a href="http://docs.google.com/View?docID=ddpjp7j9_36jmg2scc&amp;amp;revision=_latest"&gt;my google docs site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O.K, so prepared to be amazed with my next post, see ya' homey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    -T-Dawg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347380219812615006-4571679927950627651?l=t-dawg-justablog.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347380219812615006/posts/default/4571679927950627651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347380219812615006/posts/default/4571679927950627651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-dawg-justablog.blogspot.com/2008/12/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>T-dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344761890612852523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01826664896198921705'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347380219812615006.post-6362956796450599135</id><published>2008-05-13T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T09:41:48.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My life part three</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GZbdO3IVu9k/SCpAPHaVq7I/AAAAAAAAAC8/ajeCT6juxR8/s1600-h/Sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200039348184394674" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GZbdO3IVu9k/SCpAPHaVq7I/AAAAAAAAAC8/ajeCT6juxR8/s200/Sunset.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello again, In this normal post I'm going to tell you about my hobbies. First of Starting when I was six years of age I played classical guitar. Then when I was eight or nine I got an electric guitar with my life's savings. When I was Six not only did I start my guitar career I started playing Soccer. When I was Ten I was still playing soccer and joined a select team and stayed with that for a couple of seasons. At age Eleven I played soccer for my school (Paragon) and got second place in the division. My two favorite subjects in middle school was probably history and writing. Unlike most people I know, I love writing! And I also love history of all kinds.  Although I'm not the best at remembering dates, I can tell you some things about what happened.  In my personal Opinion, I think an extra curriculum is a great way to stay healthy, but hey, I'm just one person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;T-Dawg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347380219812615006-6362956796450599135?l=t-dawg-justablog.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347380219812615006/posts/default/6362956796450599135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347380219812615006/posts/default/6362956796450599135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-dawg-justablog.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-life-part-three.html' title='My life part three'/><author><name>T-dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344761890612852523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01826664896198921705'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GZbdO3IVu9k/SCpAPHaVq7I/AAAAAAAAAC8/ajeCT6juxR8/s72-c/Sunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347380219812615006.post-3091377516978559212</id><published>2008-03-30T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T09:44:56.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My life part two</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183528508922425106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="179" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GZbdO3IVu9k/R--XtyFubxI/AAAAAAAAACk/UIrjzU2sf5M/s200/120-2077_img.jpg" width="275" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Now let's see, I want to tell you some baby stories (it's not that boring). One of them is I was born in Galveston, since I was born on a certain part of Galveston I'm called B.O.I which meant I was born on the island, I think that's pretty cool. My mom, dad, and I moved to Austin when I was about one and then my mom had my brother the next year. Then something awful happened, my grandpa died from a tractor accident, but I never figured that out until I was older. One thing that my parents remembered when I was a baby was that whenever mom or dad asked what time it was I would always say 8:42, and actually once I was right only because my mom asked me at 8:42. When we sold are house in Austin I was a toddler, and did not know that if a For Sail sign was in the ground it was in use so I tried pulling it out only to get a gash above my eye from the sharp edge of the sign. I was sent to the emergency room and turned out fine. I was a chubby baby, but as I got older I was normal. Oh yeah, thanks for taking your time in reading this post; just a post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-T-dawg&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/8347380219812615006-3091377516978559212?l=t-dawg-justablog.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347380219812615006/posts/default/3091377516978559212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347380219812615006/posts/default/3091377516978559212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-dawg-justablog.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-life-part-two.html' title='My life part two'/><author><name>T-dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344761890612852523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01826664896198921705'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GZbdO3IVu9k/R--XtyFubxI/AAAAAAAAACk/UIrjzU2sf5M/s72-c/120-2077_img.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347380219812615006.post-5083340797887240788</id><published>2008-03-29T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T13:57:55.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My life part one</title><content type='html'>Let's start out with my family.  I have two parents who are divorced and my dad's got a girlfriend who is fortunately a very nice person to have around.  My parents got split in two the day after Christmas or near Hanuka (for Jewish people).  I also have a little brother who's about two and one half years younger than me.  Now let's go on to education! In Pre-Kindergarten and baby daycare I went to about three places or so and I can only remember one of them, Faith Lutheran and weirdly enough for Kindergarten I went to Redeemer Lutheran, then I switched to Gullet Elementary for first through fourth grades, then when I heard about Paragon Prep. I decided to take the test to get in to Paragon's fifth grade class and I got in easy.  There's a whole bunch to say but I can't say it all, unless you look at another post (DUH).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    -T-dawg (Just a person)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347380219812615006-5083340797887240788?l=t-dawg-justablog.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347380219812615006/posts/default/5083340797887240788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347380219812615006/posts/default/5083340797887240788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-dawg-justablog.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-life-part-one.html' title='My life part one'/><author><name>T-dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344761890612852523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01826664896198921705'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347380219812615006.post-6765169991981809972</id><published>2008-03-29T08:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T09:48:34.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O.k, now that I said Hi I'm going to get to the basics. This is just a blog and in this blog I'm going to be sharing things that stand out in my life, and no, I will not explain the time that I sat on the couch for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hundredth&lt;/span&gt; time and stuff like that. Whatever the case, Hope you enjoy this blog.... Um............ Bye....... WAIT! One more thing...... never mind.......;-D (look at it sideways) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347380219812615006-6765169991981809972?l=t-dawg-justablog.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347380219812615006/posts/default/6765169991981809972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347380219812615006/posts/default/6765169991981809972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-dawg-justablog.blogspot.com/2008/03/o.html' title=''/><author><name>T-dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344761890612852523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01826664896198921705'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347380219812615006.post-5899430492075554347</id><published>2008-03-29T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T08:09:12.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a person</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GZbdO3IVu9k/R-5bVSFubwI/AAAAAAAAACc/aciOhJuKqxM/s1600-h/robo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183180642341252866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GZbdO3IVu9k/R-5bVSFubwI/AAAAAAAAACc/aciOhJuKqxM/s320/robo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi, I'm T-dawg, I'm here to show you my blog; just a blog.  Hope you like it, otherwise, you may sue me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347380219812615006-5899430492075554347?l=t-dawg-justablog.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347380219812615006/posts/default/5899430492075554347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347380219812615006/posts/default/5899430492075554347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-dawg-justablog.blogspot.com/2008/03/just-person.html' title='Just a person'/><author><name>T-dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344761890612852523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01826664896198921705'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GZbdO3IVu9k/R-5bVSFubwI/AAAAAAAAACc/aciOhJuKqxM/s72-c/robo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>