<?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-35700221</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:28:49.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The B Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrendanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700221/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrendanblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Anne Margaret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13046827303065944969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__l_z_dbqglk/SbEtGfXUNvI/AAAAAAAABRU/XY74hvJRPRw/S220/12.24.08+Self+Portrait+Trimmed.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700221.post-4831895659365314615</id><published>2007-03-20T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T07:49:49.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Explosion Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We had Explosion Day last week when my friend Jesse came over. Earlier we made volcanoes out of paper mache and we painted them. Here we are with our volcanoes and my sister:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__l_z_dbqglk/Rf_nQyI56MI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/dXD30vB9w18/s1600-h/03.13.07+Explosion+Day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044004383201290434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__l_z_dbqglk/Rf_nQyI56MI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/dXD30vB9w18/s320/03.13.07+Explosion+Day.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;This is my volcano:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__l_z_dbqglk/Rf_n6iI56QI/AAAAAAAAAIw/RjNVtGQGaAo/s1600-h/03.13.07+Explosion+Day_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044005100460828930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__l_z_dbqglk/Rf_n6iI56QI/AAAAAAAAAIw/RjNVtGQGaAo/s320/03.13.07+Explosion+Day_01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;There is a Lego guy on top because he doesn't know it's a volcano because it never erupted before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We made the eruption by putting baking soda in the volcano and then putting vinegar with red food coloring in it in the volcano:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__l_z_dbqglk/Rf_nviI56PI/AAAAAAAAAIo/TQ6VZjA1eck/s1600-h/03.13.07+Explosion+Day_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044004911482267890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__l_z_dbqglk/Rf_nviI56PI/AAAAAAAAAIo/TQ6VZjA1eck/s320/03.13.07+Explosion+Day_03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And that made it erupt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__l_z_dbqglk/Rf_nkiI56OI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Z-7d7he04KI/s1600-h/03.13.07+Explosion+Day_06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044004722503706850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__l_z_dbqglk/Rf_nkiI56OI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Z-7d7he04KI/s320/03.13.07+Explosion+Day_06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Poor Lego dude on the top! The Lego dudes on the bottom were floating in the lava.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Another part of Explosion Day was Mentos and Coke. Mine worked better than Jesse's because all of his Mentos didn't fall in. Here is his:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__l_z_dbqglk/Rf_nZSI56NI/AAAAAAAAAIY/a2UHFhgJRGo/s1600-h/03.13.07+Explosion+Day_07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044004529230178514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__l_z_dbqglk/Rf_nZSI56NI/AAAAAAAAAIY/a2UHFhgJRGo/s320/03.13.07+Explosion+Day_07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since Jesse's was so small, he was drinking it as it came out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My mom couldn't take a picture of mine because it happened so quickly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And we also almost had digestive explosions because we had &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hubba Bubba bubblegum&lt;/span&gt; ice cream and Mentos for a snack. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ka-boom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35700221-4831895659365314615?l=thebrendanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrendanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4831895659365314615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35700221&amp;postID=4831895659365314615' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700221/posts/default/4831895659365314615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700221/posts/default/4831895659365314615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrendanblog.blogspot.com/2007/03/explosion-day.html' title='Explosion Day'/><author><name>Anne Margaret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13046827303065944969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__l_z_dbqglk/SbEtGfXUNvI/AAAAAAAABRU/XY74hvJRPRw/S220/12.24.08+Self+Portrait+Trimmed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__l_z_dbqglk/Rf_nQyI56MI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/dXD30vB9w18/s72-c/03.13.07+Explosion+Day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700221.post-5504925151767764507</id><published>2007-03-20T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T06:47:00.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pancake-A-Thon</title><content type='html'>This morning I cooked breakfast for everybody and I made pancakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me eating a pancake. I ate 8 pancakes (I would have eaten more if I didn't have to cook them - at least 14).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__l_z_dbqglk/Rf_jCSI56LI/AAAAAAAAAII/iGqtirmUfPc/s1600-h/03.20.07+Pancake+Breakfast_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043999736046676146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__l_z_dbqglk/Rf_jCSI56LI/AAAAAAAAAII/iGqtirmUfPc/s320/03.20.07+Pancake+Breakfast_01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The book in front of me is &lt;em&gt;Farmer Boy&lt;/em&gt;. It is a story about Almanzo Wilder and our mom is reading it out loud to us. Almanzo loves to eat! Just like me! His mom made pancakes and put butter and maple sugar on them in stacks. I did stacks today. I had a 6-stacker and a 2-stacker because there were only 4 left and I had to split them with my sister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish I could have eaten at Almanzo's house!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35700221-5504925151767764507?l=thebrendanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrendanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5504925151767764507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35700221&amp;postID=5504925151767764507' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700221/posts/default/5504925151767764507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700221/posts/default/5504925151767764507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrendanblog.blogspot.com/2007/03/pancake-thon.html' title='Pancake-A-Thon'/><author><name>Anne Margaret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13046827303065944969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__l_z_dbqglk/SbEtGfXUNvI/AAAAAAAABRU/XY74hvJRPRw/S220/12.24.08+Self+Portrait+Trimmed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__l_z_dbqglk/Rf_jCSI56LI/AAAAAAAAAII/iGqtirmUfPc/s72-c/03.20.07+Pancake+Breakfast_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700221.post-3025825741950582933</id><published>2007-03-12T05:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T05:58:20.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pie Eating Contest (with Puny Pies)</title><content type='html'>Where: St. Matthew's Church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who: Me and my friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What: A pie-eating contest (junior division). None of the adults would compete! There was also a chili cook-off going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When: Saturday, after mulching our whole yard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why: I wanted to go because of the pie-eating contest, but the chili was good, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is before we started and we are getting ready. Our hands are behind our backs because you couldn't use your hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__l_z_dbqglk/RfVHrN2ZSOI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_mUXanlYFyI/s1600-h/03.10.07+Chili+Cookoff_07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041014165688895714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__l_z_dbqglk/RfVHrN2ZSOI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_mUXanlYFyI/s320/03.10.07+Chili+Cookoff_07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is us when the pie-eating contest started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__l_z_dbqglk/RfVHrd2ZSPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/F52npXgxfoQ/s1600-h/03.10.07+Chili+Cookoff_09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041014169983863026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__l_z_dbqglk/RfVHrd2ZSPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/F52npXgxfoQ/s320/03.10.07+Chili+Cookoff_09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a technique of slamming my face into the pie to break it into smaller pieces to make it easier to eat. I chose cherry pie to eat. We had little pies because the contest was for kids and they didn't want anyone throwing up. I wasn't expecting a pie so small, but it was a good idea because it didn't take as long to eat. The pies that we could have had were pretty big, but we didn't get those and got the little pies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me and I am smiling because I won First Place!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__l_z_dbqglk/RfVHr92ZSQI/AAAAAAAAAF8/QSpcPCV8Dw4/s1600-h/03.10.07+Chili+Cookoff_11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041014178573797634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__l_z_dbqglk/RfVHr92ZSQI/AAAAAAAAAF8/QSpcPCV8Dw4/s320/03.10.07+Chili+Cookoff_11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are all of us after we finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__l_z_dbqglk/RfVHsd2ZSRI/AAAAAAAAAGE/akatAxsbfQ4/s1600-h/03.10.07+Chili+Cookoff_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041014187163732242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__l_z_dbqglk/RfVHsd2ZSRI/AAAAAAAAAGE/akatAxsbfQ4/s320/03.10.07+Chili+Cookoff_12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won a prize. It was these things called Silly Shooters and they are rubber and you can stretch them a ton! You can also shoot them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a really good time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35700221-3025825741950582933?l=thebrendanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrendanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3025825741950582933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35700221&amp;postID=3025825741950582933' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700221/posts/default/3025825741950582933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700221/posts/default/3025825741950582933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrendanblog.blogspot.com/2007/03/pie-eating-contest-with-puny-pies.html' title='Pie Eating Contest (with Puny Pies)'/><author><name>Anne Margaret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13046827303065944969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__l_z_dbqglk/SbEtGfXUNvI/AAAAAAAABRU/XY74hvJRPRw/S220/12.24.08+Self+Portrait+Trimmed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__l_z_dbqglk/RfVHrN2ZSOI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_mUXanlYFyI/s72-c/03.10.07+Chili+Cookoff_07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700221.post-116854912752858688</id><published>2007-01-11T12:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T12:58:47.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Basketball Blog</title><content type='html'>I went to a UVA basketball game with my dad and some of his friends on Sunday evening. It was my first full basketball game and it was my first UVA basketball game and it was my first visit to the new arena (John Paul Jones).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got there I was pretty much just bouncing off people because it was so crowded. But in some spots you could still move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom packed me $20 to spend for food. I spent it on hamburgers, fries, a drink, and cotton candy, which came later. During the game there were games that people did during breaks. One was when there was a guy and they had challenged him to hit a golf ball into a hole for $50 and Pepsi combo. And he got it! There was one game where there was a contest. It was a free throw contest. One person had on an orange jersey and the other had on a blue jersey. Whoever rooted for the color who got the most free throws would get something, but I forgot what it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is a picture of the cheerleaders on the court:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8164/3976/1600/736916/DSCF3054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8164/3976/320/449881/DSCF3054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is a picture of the Cavalier:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8164/3976/1600/601622/DSCF3062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8164/3976/320/888008/DSCF3062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is a picture when they finished introducing all the players for the Cavaliers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8164/3976/1600/156649/DSCF3061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8164/3976/320/398281/DSCF3061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the Cavaliers warming up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8164/3976/1600/366792/DSCF3049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8164/3976/320/22990/DSCF3049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is the scoreboard before the game started (it cost $8 millions!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8164/3976/1600/812783/DSCF3045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8164/3976/320/180179/DSCF3045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And here is me and my dad. I'm on the left and dad's on the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8164/3976/1600/967616/DSCF3051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8164/3976/320/922044/DSCF3051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wearing a UVA-colored striped shirt and a glow necklace which came from the stadium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a REALLY good time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35700221-116854912752858688?l=thebrendanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrendanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/116854912752858688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35700221&amp;postID=116854912752858688' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700221/posts/default/116854912752858688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700221/posts/default/116854912752858688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrendanblog.blogspot.com/2007/01/basketball-blog.html' title='The Basketball Blog'/><author><name>Anne Margaret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13046827303065944969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__l_z_dbqglk/SbEtGfXUNvI/AAAAAAAABRU/XY74hvJRPRw/S220/12.24.08+Self+Portrait+Trimmed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700221.post-116844688113207754</id><published>2007-01-10T08:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T09:10:25.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinewood Derby Car</title><content type='html'>For Cub Scouts, you have to make a pinewood derby car. And since I am in Cub Scouts, I made one. Here's how I did it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad and I bought a block kit at Hobbytown U.S.A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a picture of the car before we carved it. I made a side-view picture of the car I wanted to make that was the same size as the block. And then I colored the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started carving the car with a saw. After you cut out the design, you sand it. And after you sand it, you start to paint it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First you put a coat down of white, then you let that dry and if your car is two colors, paint it all one color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the car painted white:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8164/3976/1600/718481/DSCF3082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8164/3976/320/743606/DSCF3082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is the car painted both colors:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8164/3976/1600/538798/DSCF3093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8164/3976/320/22356/DSCF3093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It used to be just yellow, but we don't have a picture of that. But then I just painted the front green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the car in its work station. That's where it got painted and sanded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8164/3976/1600/282817/DSCF3100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8164/3976/320/633282/DSCF3100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my car, I took two colors and blended them together so it looks like yellow changed into green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we took care of the wheels. But we did so much stuff to the axles, I could write a whole big, fat book about it. So I won't tell you that much about it. But, I'll tell you a little bit. We sanded the axles, polished the wheels, put the wheels and axles together, and put them on the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we put on the wheels, we found out that the car was a little too heavy. So while I was asleep, my dad cut a ridge out of it so it would be lighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after that we put on the decals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8164/3976/1600/446892/DSCF3101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8164/3976/320/647277/DSCF3101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put on the number ("57") and the sponsor decals. I picked enough for some to go on one side and the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a pen and drew a motor on the bottom and some scales on the front. I forgot to say that when we were painting, I painted an eye on both sides on the front of the car. It is glow-in-the-dark with bloodshot eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we took care of all the decals, we put over the car a coat of varnish. And here is the finished car:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8164/3976/1600/270360/DSCF3102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8164/3976/320/682313/DSCF3102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the dragon decal that I put on the back overhang. I picked out a dragon because my car is kind of like a dragon: because my car has fangs and scales, it has eyes, and is partly green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8164/3976/1600/784996/dscf3105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8164/3976/320/980654/dscf3105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of the motor that I drew. I used my mom's special pen, but it didn't work that well on the paint so I just used a Sharpie. I had already drawn a diagram of what I'd do on the motor, but I just modified it so it would look better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8164/3976/1600/71793/DSCF3109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8164/3976/320/678034/DSCF3109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's an angle shot, so you can see the fangs and the scales. The varnish unexpectedly crackled so it looks even more like scales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8164/3976/1600/7793/DSCF3106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8164/3976/320/615514/DSCF3106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to weigh my car at the Pack weigh-in this evening to see if it is light enough to race. I'll get to see everybody else's cars! The race is this Saturday. I hope I win!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35700221-116844688113207754?l=thebrendanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrendanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/116844688113207754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35700221&amp;postID=116844688113207754' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700221/posts/default/116844688113207754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700221/posts/default/116844688113207754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrendanblog.blogspot.com/2007/01/pinewood-derby-car.html' title='Pinewood Derby Car'/><author><name>Anne Margaret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13046827303065944969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__l_z_dbqglk/SbEtGfXUNvI/AAAAAAAABRU/XY74hvJRPRw/S220/12.24.08+Self+Portrait+Trimmed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700221.post-116360709957837890</id><published>2006-11-15T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T08:19:31.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Birthday Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I made a birthday card for my friend and my mom &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;thought it looked cool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;She said I should put it on my blog...so that's what I did!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/1600/DSCF2623.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/320/DSCF2623.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I made&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;a control&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;apanel with  message on the top. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;The message&lt;/span&gt; was made &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;with the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;electricity that I drew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/1600/DSCF2624.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/320/DSCF2624.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I drew a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;little mouse with a sign that said "From: Brendan" (&lt;em&gt;shown above&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;The card&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;came with a present&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;that was an "Angel Wars" movie. We're going to drop it off to him today because it's his birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35700221-116360709957837890?l=thebrendanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrendanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/116360709957837890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35700221&amp;postID=116360709957837890' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700221/posts/default/116360709957837890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700221/posts/default/116360709957837890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrendanblog.blogspot.com/2006/11/birthday-blog.html' title='The Birthday Blog'/><author><name>Anne Margaret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13046827303065944969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__l_z_dbqglk/SbEtGfXUNvI/AAAAAAAABRU/XY74hvJRPRw/S220/12.24.08+Self+Portrait+Trimmed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700221.post-116242357987184306</id><published>2006-11-01T13:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T15:26:19.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jamestown</title><content type='html'>We went on a field trip to Jamestown last Friday. We got to see the ships, the fort, and the Indian village. We went because we were studying Jamestown in history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/1600/10.27.06%20Jamestown%20Susan%20Constant%20Hull.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/320/10.27.06%20Jamestown%20Susan%20Constant%20Hull.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this picture of the outside of the hull of the Susan Constant. We also went on the Susan Constant. We saw tight beds, the captain's room, and canons down below, but we didn't see any chamber pots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/1600/10.27.06%20Jamestown%20Ship"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/320/10.27.06%20Jamestown%20Ship%27s%20Ropes.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this picture also. It is part of the ropes of the Susan Constant. I took a picture of the ropes because I thought that they looked pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/1600/10.27.06%20Jamestown%20Canoe%20Scraping.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/320/10.27.06%20Jamestown%20Canoe%20Scraping.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of me scraping out a canoe. The Indians burned out the middle of burned down trees (they burned them down instead of chopping them down) to make canoes. They burned out the middle so that it would be softer to scrape out with shells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/1600/DSCF2543.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/320/DSCF2543.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom, my sister, and I made a diorama of Jamestown and this is it here. The little people up on the corner of the fort are me and my sister. Mom cut us out of a photo of Jamestown when we were trying on armor at the fort and made the figurines. The thing in the other corner is a wigwam (an Indian house). We made a little felt baby to put in the house on the bed made of little felt pelts. The two people in the Indian part are his parents. The dad's sleeve got torn off in a fight with a bear. Then he hunted down the bear and got his pelt which you can see by the wigwam. Beside the wigwam, there is a little pelt stretcher. In the front of the wigwam, there is a canoe being burned out. We put a little bit of mud at the end to keep it from burning all the way. We made corn by sticking toothpicks in black Play-Doh and then put paper corn and leaves on with glue. The ships in the back are the ships that I drew of the Susan Constant and the tip to the Godspeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The diorama was fun to make and the trip to Jamestown was too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35700221-116242357987184306?l=thebrendanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrendanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/116242357987184306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35700221&amp;postID=116242357987184306' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700221/posts/default/116242357987184306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700221/posts/default/116242357987184306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrendanblog.blogspot.com/2006/11/jamestown.html' title='Jamestown'/><author><name>Anne Margaret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13046827303065944969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__l_z_dbqglk/SbEtGfXUNvI/AAAAAAAABRU/XY74hvJRPRw/S220/12.24.08+Self+Portrait+Trimmed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700221.post-116238945526203945</id><published>2006-11-01T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T05:57:35.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween!!!</title><content type='html'>This is me in my Halloween costume. I am a ninja. I picked out a ninja costume because I thought it looked cool and I got to get the swords. My sister was Cleopatra (&lt;em&gt;not shown&lt;/em&gt; - see my mom's &lt;a href="http://www.tentenspot.blogspot.com"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/1600/DSCF2506.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/320/DSCF2506.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a whole candy bucket full of candy - it was up to the top because there was a Juicy Juice in it! One lady had little bags of candy with three pieces in it. I also liked trick or treating because I got to see everyone else's costumes. My friend, Alex L. had a mask with a little pump that was shaped like a heart and when you squeezed it, (fake) blood came down the mask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got home, we swapped candy. Here are the rules for swapping candy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;First , you have to sort your candy by type (like any kind of Sweet Tart candies together)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You can't swap lollipops (because they are priceless).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Laffy Taffy's can be swapped for small bags of Sweet Tarts.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I traded two pieces of candy for my sister's Wild Berry Chewy Lifesavers.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You have to take turns.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If we don't agree on a swap (which is usually what happens), we try to swap for another thing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is us swapping candy - in full motion. My sister still has on her costume.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/1600/DSCF2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/320/DSCF2529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is my loot:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/1600/DSCF2526.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/320/DSCF2526.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I forgot to add that it was very hot - 73 degrees at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35700221-116238945526203945?l=thebrendanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrendanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/116238945526203945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35700221&amp;postID=116238945526203945' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700221/posts/default/116238945526203945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700221/posts/default/116238945526203945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrendanblog.blogspot.com/2006/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween!!!'/><author><name>Anne Margaret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13046827303065944969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__l_z_dbqglk/SbEtGfXUNvI/AAAAAAAABRU/XY74hvJRPRw/S220/12.24.08+Self+Portrait+Trimmed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700221.post-116164133939909572</id><published>2006-10-23T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T16:04:09.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ballad of Pete and Joe</title><content type='html'>Here are the stars of the story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/1600/DSCF2371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/320/DSCF2371.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe (&lt;em&gt;left&lt;/em&gt;), Sheriff Pete &lt;em&gt;(middle), and &lt;/em&gt;the Ghost of Cactus Bill (&lt;em&gt;right&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/1600/DSCF2372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/320/DSCF2372.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheriff Pete said "Joe. We need to trade with the Indians, but we'll have to go through the ghost town".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The ghost town!" cried Joe. "But that's where the ghost of Cactus Bill is!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/1600/DSCF2373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/320/DSCF2373.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twenty miles later, they came to the ghost town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is the place where the Great Fire occurred. That's why all the town is black." said Joe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/1600/DSCF2378.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/320/DSCF2378.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let's rest by this cactus" said Sheriff Pete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, the Ghost of Cactus Bill attacked them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Help!!" yelped Joe and Sheriff Pete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ghost said "I will imprison you in my jail."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/1600/DSCF2382.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/320/DSCF2382.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How do we get out of here?!" said Joe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know if we can." said Sheriff Pete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/1600/DSCF2384.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/320/DSCF2384.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let's push over here because we haven't yet." said Sheriff Pete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then when they pushed on the wall, it opened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/1600/DSCF2387.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/320/DSCF2387.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, the Ghost saw them and they started running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/1600/DSCF2390.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/320/DSCF2390.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We have to split." said Sheriff Pete grimly. And then, they did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/1600/DSCF2396.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/320/DSCF2396.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let's go behind this rock!" said Joe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/1600/DSCF2399.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/320/DSCF2399.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We can climb up the back..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/1600/DSCF2408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/320/DSCF2408.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...and pretend we are a monument built by the Indians!" said Joe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/1600/DSCF2411.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/320/DSCF2411.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Smart plan, Joe! We get to trade with the Indians!" said Sheriff Pete excitedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We are trading for good things."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/1600/DSCF2412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/320/DSCF2412.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE END&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35700221-116164133939909572?l=thebrendanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrendanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/116164133939909572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35700221&amp;postID=116164133939909572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700221/posts/default/116164133939909572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700221/posts/default/116164133939909572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrendanblog.blogspot.com/2006/10/ballad-of-pete-and-joe.html' title='The Ballad of Pete and Joe'/><author><name>Anne Margaret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13046827303065944969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__l_z_dbqglk/SbEtGfXUNvI/AAAAAAAABRU/XY74hvJRPRw/S220/12.24.08+Self+Portrait+Trimmed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700221.post-116162592843206190</id><published>2006-10-23T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T16:13:28.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Decorating</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;We did Halloween decorating with spider webs and little ghosts in the trees (&lt;em&gt;not shown&lt;/em&gt;). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/1600/DSCF2324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/320/DSCF2324.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The person up in the corner is my Dad on the phone. He ruined the picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/1600/DSCF2325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/320/DSCF2325.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is the spider web picture that didn't get spoiled by my Dad on the phone. It was a different kind of spider web. I liked the other kind better, even though my Dad ruined the picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35700221-116162592843206190?l=thebrendanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrendanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/116162592843206190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35700221&amp;postID=116162592843206190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700221/posts/default/116162592843206190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700221/posts/default/116162592843206190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrendanblog.blogspot.com/2006/10/halloween-decorating.html' title='Halloween Decorating'/><author><name>Anne Margaret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13046827303065944969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__l_z_dbqglk/SbEtGfXUNvI/AAAAAAAABRU/XY74hvJRPRw/S220/12.24.08+Self+Portrait+Trimmed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700221.post-116162559092658990</id><published>2006-10-23T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T16:06:47.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Super Short, Extra Short Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/1600/DSCF2318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/320/DSCF2318.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is before I got my hair cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/1600/DSCF2320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/320/DSCF2320.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is after I got my hair cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why my post is called "The Super Short, Extra Short Post"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35700221-116162559092658990?l=thebrendanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrendanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/116162559092658990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35700221&amp;postID=116162559092658990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700221/posts/default/116162559092658990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700221/posts/default/116162559092658990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrendanblog.blogspot.com/2006/10/super-short-extra-short-post.html' title='The Super Short, Extra Short Post'/><author><name>Anne Margaret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13046827303065944969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__l_z_dbqglk/SbEtGfXUNvI/AAAAAAAABRU/XY74hvJRPRw/S220/12.24.08+Self+Portrait+Trimmed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700221.post-116101906149771767</id><published>2006-10-16T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T06:57:36.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Operation: Lava Lamp</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://familyfun.go.com/parenting/learn/activities/feature/famf119weirdsci/famf119weirdsci2.html"&gt;Lava Lamp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What I did:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used vegetable oil and salt and food coloring and water. First I put water in an empty 2L bottle and then I put food coloring in it. Then I put in oil and then I put in salt. It made a big bubble that went up and down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What I learned:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water and oil don't mix - oil goes on top (it's lighter than water).&lt;br /&gt;Salt is heavier than water and makes the oil sink.&lt;br /&gt;The salt dissolved and the oil went back up (floats).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/1600/DSCF2312.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/1600/DSCF2307.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/320/DSCF2307.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is fun watching the salt pile onto the oil and then sink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/1600/DSCF2297.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/320/DSCF2297.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/1600/DSCF2302.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/320/DSCF2302.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is fun watching the bubbles. "Oooh! Aaah!" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35700221-116101906149771767?l=thebrendanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrendanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/116101906149771767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35700221&amp;postID=116101906149771767' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700221/posts/default/116101906149771767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700221/posts/default/116101906149771767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrendanblog.blogspot.com/2006/10/operation-lava-lamp.html' title='Operation: Lava Lamp'/><author><name>Anne Margaret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13046827303065944969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__l_z_dbqglk/SbEtGfXUNvI/AAAAAAAABRU/XY74hvJRPRw/S220/12.24.08+Self+Portrait+Trimmed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700221.post-116058695454697677</id><published>2006-10-11T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T10:18:59.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Legos Rock!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/1600/DSCF2196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/320/DSCF2196.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my lava skis machine. I built it and the little thing beside it is a robot. The part in the front is a lava blaster. And the part in the back is his fire sword. The part on the sides are the skis and the jets. The guy in it likes to ski on lava and do tricks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was zooming on the lava when he bumped on a rock, made a big jump, and landed on the crayons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/1600/DSCF2197.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/320/DSCF2197.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After he got off the crayons, he hit another rock and turned over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/1600/DSCF2198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/3976/320/DSCF2198.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am working on an ice fort that I will put in my blog later because I haven't finished it yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35700221-116058695454697677?l=thebrendanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrendanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/116058695454697677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35700221&amp;postID=116058695454697677' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700221/posts/default/116058695454697677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700221/posts/default/116058695454697677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrendanblog.blogspot.com/2006/10/legos-rock.html' title='Legos Rock!'/><author><name>Anne Margaret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13046827303065944969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__l_z_dbqglk/SbEtGfXUNvI/AAAAAAAABRU/XY74hvJRPRw/S220/12.24.08+Self+Portrait+Trimmed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700221.post-116032676978602953</id><published>2006-10-08T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T09:59:29.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eight is Great</title><content type='html'>For my eighth birthday, my mom suggested that I start this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I'd like to post about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lego creations&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Field trips&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vacations&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Books I'm reading (or read)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Homeschooling&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fun reports &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Websites I like&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mom asked me to write about my birthday first.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/151/1933/1600/10.7.06%20Birthday%20cake%20Brendan%208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/151/1933/320/10.7.06%20Birthday%20cake%20Brendan%208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ordered the cake because you can order it with the touch screen at &lt;a href="http://www.urkops.com"&gt;Ukrops&lt;/a&gt;! I picked a yellow pound cake with white icing with a message and balloons. I liked the cake a lot! We had some friends come over to eat it with us, my godparents, the Knapiks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/151/1933/1600/10.7.06%20Birthday%20Loot%20-%20Brendan%208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/151/1933/320/10.7.06%20Birthday%20Loot%20-%20Brendan%208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a lot of loot from my family, like a movie, some &lt;a href="http://www.heelys.com/"&gt;Heelys&lt;/a&gt;, and a voyager compass and a 100-piece dinosaur puzzle and a dress shirt and some pants. And I liked it all! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And we went to the Great Wolf Lodge for my birthday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I liked the Great Wolf Lodge because of the waterpark and arcade. And we got to eat Pop-Tarts in the morning. We played on the waterpark and got dumped by the bucket which dumps over 1000 gallons of water every five minutes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/151/1933/1600/10.5.06%20Brendan%20and%20the%20deluge%20-%203.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/151/1933/320/10.5.06%20Brendan%20and%20the%20deluge%20-%203.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I liked to play on the big water slides because they were so fast! The Big Foot Crossing was pieces of fake wood that you tried to walk across with ropes hanging above you over the water. I made it across!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/151/1933/1600/10.5.06%20Great%20Wold%20Lodge%20Hung%20up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/151/1933/320/10.5.06%20Great%20Wold%20Lodge%20Hung%20up.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I really liked my birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35700221-116032676978602953?l=thebrendanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrendanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/116032676978602953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35700221&amp;postID=116032676978602953' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700221/posts/default/116032676978602953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700221/posts/default/116032676978602953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrendanblog.blogspot.com/2006/10/eight-is-great.html' title='Eight is Great'/><author><name>Anne Margaret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13046827303065944969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__l_z_dbqglk/SbEtGfXUNvI/AAAAAAAABRU/XY74hvJRPRw/S220/12.24.08+Self+Portrait+Trimmed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
