<?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-3257207039918424578</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:05:38.056-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The PictoBlog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepictoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3257207039918424578/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepictoblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Osten</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06203447364526094636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3257207039918424578.post-8314247929917912683</id><published>2008-08-02T00:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T00:44:36.757-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You See What I Did There?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4AZskoolS5c/SJPzfD4zMRI/AAAAAAAAACY/vJRcgy0TGvM/s320/100.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I made a joke, like my wit is razor sharp. So it can be used as a scissors. I made some pretty funny jokes tonight. Really. It just... would be really confusing to share them, sadly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Screwdrivers can also be used as scissors but the screwdriver stabbed me in the thumb because someone did not put enough lube on the shaft last time they took apart the cocoa fudge pump so we're not speaking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3257207039918424578-8314247929917912683?l=thepictoblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepictoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8314247929917912683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3257207039918424578&amp;postID=8314247929917912683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3257207039918424578/posts/default/8314247929917912683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3257207039918424578/posts/default/8314247929917912683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepictoblog.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-see-what-i-did-there.html' title='You See What I Did There?'/><author><name>Osten</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06203447364526094636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4AZskoolS5c/SJPzfD4zMRI/AAAAAAAAACY/vJRcgy0TGvM/s72-c/100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3257207039918424578.post-113263618379290912</id><published>2008-07-06T21:14:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T21:46:41.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It is the favorite color of depressed people!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4AZskoolS5c/SHF8HdPO9aI/AAAAAAAAACQ/zzIVVsQMVsg/s320/99.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cursive has improved from writing on cakes, although this Pictoblog probably doesn't prove it. The Ys on my Happy Birthdays are looking especially good. &amp;amp; yesterday's I &lt;3 ponies cake is epic. I made a great emo heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When one of our managers has her baby, I'm taking over until she gets back. I hope this means I won't be working the 9-5 shift six days a week. That would actually be okay, because 9-5 is a fun shift and actually feels like less work than the 5-10ish shift, but Joe works mostly at night. Since our other full-workload manager is underage, I'd be totally willing to take 3-close shifts for her (since she can only work 9-3 without a break). So yeah, I'm hoping Pat talks to me about that.&lt;br /&gt;Then again, I have yet to even observe an entire cake order. I'm pretty far behind on learning Manager stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3257207039918424578-113263618379290912?l=thepictoblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepictoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113263618379290912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3257207039918424578&amp;postID=113263618379290912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3257207039918424578/posts/default/113263618379290912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3257207039918424578/posts/default/113263618379290912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepictoblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/it-is-favorite-color-of-depressed.html' title='It is the favorite color of depressed people!'/><author><name>Osten</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06203447364526094636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4AZskoolS5c/SHF8HdPO9aI/AAAAAAAAACQ/zzIVVsQMVsg/s72-c/99.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3257207039918424578.post-5293125101814437701</id><published>2008-06-08T12:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T12:12:17.275-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Reruns</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209559067377597298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4AZskoolS5c/SEwSXs90-3I/AAAAAAAAACI/4vtuRJY7RKw/s320/98.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So yeah, this is a repeat of a (section) of an old Pictoblog. Because, see, I don't have OpenCanvas on this new computer, and the old computer goes *grindgrindgrind* when you want to do anything. (I mean, it doesn't, um, &lt;em&gt;grind&lt;/em&gt;. It makes a noise like it's going to die.) So it's either a paint drawing, or this. When I get back, I'll think about buying OpenCanvas again. I tried to redownload the old version but I needed by code from when I bought it before, which had more numbers than they said it should, and I requested that they resend it, and they sent me a nice Engrish e-mail that didn't actually have any numbers in it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So! Off to the happiest place on Earth. See you in a week. Maybe I'll be motivated.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3257207039918424578-5293125101814437701?l=thepictoblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepictoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5293125101814437701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3257207039918424578&amp;postID=5293125101814437701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3257207039918424578/posts/default/5293125101814437701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3257207039918424578/posts/default/5293125101814437701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepictoblog.blogspot.com/2008/06/summer-reruns.html' title='Summer Reruns'/><author><name>Osten</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06203447364526094636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4AZskoolS5c/SEwSXs90-3I/AAAAAAAAACI/4vtuRJY7RKw/s72-c/98.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3257207039918424578.post-8769475906974150190</id><published>2008-05-04T15:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T15:46:54.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Apple Green Computer</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 0px; text-align:center;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4AZskoolS5c/SB4fr746gKI/AAAAAAAAACA/eCjx9TpptDs/s320/97.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My computer came while I was in the Grand Canyon. This here is my graduation present, seeing as how my brother got one also. It is apple green and amazing. Also it runs Vista, which is fine. I wish Microsoft hadn't gone and changed up all the defaults on every single one of their products, though. Oh well, I only have a month of school left. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The GC was amazingly fun, but you can check out all the pictures on my Facebook. (I'm sure &lt;strike&gt;most &lt;/strike&gt; all of you can locate it.) I've told all the stories four times now, and am a little tired of telling them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3257207039918424578-8769475906974150190?l=thepictoblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepictoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8769475906974150190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3257207039918424578&amp;postID=8769475906974150190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3257207039918424578/posts/default/8769475906974150190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3257207039918424578/posts/default/8769475906974150190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepictoblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/apple-green-computer.html' title='Apple Green Computer'/><author><name>Osten</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06203447364526094636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4AZskoolS5c/SB4fr746gKI/AAAAAAAAACA/eCjx9TpptDs/s72-c/97.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3257207039918424578.post-3148555488944153010</id><published>2008-04-16T19:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T15:33:32.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 0px; text-align:center" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4AZskoolS5c/SAaZlUjmJzI/AAAAAAAAABY/yFboJU3R7fw/s320/96.png" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;One of the things I love about spring is driving home on Highway 100 with the windows open and smelling all the grease and fat from the restaurants. A&amp;W and Tops and that place that was Charcoal Grill and then some cowboy thing and is now a Mexicano-themed place and George Webbs and Taco Bell / Pizza Hut and Le Bistro Shanghai and that's all I can think of right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Also I love when you're sitting outside and the wind in the tops of the trees is really loud but you can't feel it at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Also I made lemonade and put strawberries in it because that stuff at Red Robin's is so good. I used to hate lemonade, but now I think I just don't like &lt;i&gt;real&lt;/i&gt; lemonade. Like, the stuff that doesn't come from magic dust.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3257207039918424578-3148555488944153010?l=thepictoblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepictoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3148555488944153010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3257207039918424578&amp;postID=3148555488944153010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3257207039918424578/posts/default/3148555488944153010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3257207039918424578/posts/default/3148555488944153010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepictoblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/spring.html' title='Spring?'/><author><name>Osten</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06203447364526094636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4AZskoolS5c/SAaZlUjmJzI/AAAAAAAAABY/yFboJU3R7fw/s72-c/96.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3257207039918424578.post-2148924475458175705</id><published>2008-04-15T19:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T19:27:41.912-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm So Cool</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4AZskoolS5c/SAVI2EjmJyI/AAAAAAAAABQ/YFbMVtxxeTQ/s320/95.png" border="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Google blogs:  "Save your readers time and effort. We’ll automatically extract the most relevant sentence from your post for the index page, along with any necessary ellipsis. We'll also put some words in bold!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;How is that an improvement? Over &lt;i&gt;anything&lt;/i&gt;? Like, who the heck cares? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, the other day I wrote a cool pass from band, because two Joshes were coming with me, so I wrote "Joshes S. and E." We didn't even actually &lt;i&gt;need&lt;/i&gt; the pass because there was an announcement, but it was awesome, because I wrote that, so I made Pastor Becker read it. Yeah. I'm cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3257207039918424578-2148924475458175705?l=thepictoblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepictoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2148924475458175705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3257207039918424578&amp;postID=2148924475458175705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3257207039918424578/posts/default/2148924475458175705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3257207039918424578/posts/default/2148924475458175705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepictoblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-so-cool.html' title='I&apos;m So Cool'/><author><name>Osten</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06203447364526094636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4AZskoolS5c/SAVI2EjmJyI/AAAAAAAAABQ/YFbMVtxxeTQ/s72-c/95.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3257207039918424578.post-2955092235933502329</id><published>2008-04-01T20:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T20:56:42.369-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tinkling</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 0px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4AZskoolS5c/R_LmrMlPTII/AAAAAAAAABI/jrS_cC1lKsw/s320/94.png" border="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes, the toilet in my house really is pink. One of them, anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And it was on that toilet that I made my decision about where to go to college. I was just thinkin' about myself in the future, and poof, that's where I found myself without even considering it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Holly says it will make a good story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Also, I have read The Watchmen. I notice that when a comic is just a general series, we can refer to it by its title. But when it's a graphic-novel-project, it's possesed.  It's Alan Moore's Watchmen. (They're making it into a movie. That... could be bad.) Anyway, now anytime someone says something isn't funny I want to say "Well &lt;i&gt;duh&lt;/i&gt;, the Comedian's dead."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3257207039918424578-2955092235933502329?l=thepictoblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepictoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2955092235933502329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3257207039918424578&amp;postID=2955092235933502329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3257207039918424578/posts/default/2955092235933502329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3257207039918424578/posts/default/2955092235933502329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepictoblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/tinkling.html' title='Tinkling'/><author><name>Osten</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06203447364526094636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4AZskoolS5c/R_LmrMlPTII/AAAAAAAAABI/jrS_cC1lKsw/s72-c/94.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3257207039918424578.post-3088906964547425425</id><published>2008-01-21T20:27:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T20:32:23.227-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Language is Funny</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4AZskoolS5c/R5VUpjrPIeI/AAAAAAAAABA/N6Kj1Qpt7kE/s320/93.png" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today in English we learned about the philosphy of absurdism. And we heard some long stories about things that happened that were absurd. But, y'know, as Christians we don't believe anything is absurd, so what was the point? I don't know, but it certainly filled time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Also, there is a wrestling poster in the math hall that says "Invie" on it. Because Invite doesn't have a T in it, sillies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Also, it is my dad's birthday. He got a book about stupid people doing stupid things. Hilarity ensues.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3257207039918424578-3088906964547425425?l=thepictoblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepictoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3088906964547425425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3257207039918424578&amp;postID=3088906964547425425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3257207039918424578/posts/default/3088906964547425425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3257207039918424578/posts/default/3088906964547425425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepictoblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/language-is-funny.html' title='Language is Funny'/><author><name>Osten</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06203447364526094636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4AZskoolS5c/R5VUpjrPIeI/AAAAAAAAABA/N6Kj1Qpt7kE/s72-c/93.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3257207039918424578.post-8073396187384949736</id><published>2008-01-20T20:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T21:03:53.711-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney Revisited</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4AZskoolS5c/R5QK5TrPIdI/AAAAAAAAAA4/2d48gFF2iXw/s320/92.png" border="1" alt="Epcot"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's official. My family and the significant others are headed to Disney World this summer. That means my mom and dad, my brother and I, and Joe and Steph. All of us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I really can't wait. The first time I was in Disney, I was a kid, and really, kids don't get the Disney experience. They want to go, yes, but... they'd rather swim in the pool. And with school, everyone I was with wanted to go on the rides, but I like to just walk around and look at the attractions and watch the parades and everything. That's probably why Epcot is my favorite place to be in Disney. Even as a kid! (I would not go on rides as a kid. Not at all. My dad tried to convince me to go on Space Mountain. &lt;i&gt;Me, on Space Mountain, as a third-grader. Uh, no.&lt;/i&gt;) I love walking around Epcot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Especially with Joe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Can you say 'stoked'?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3257207039918424578-8073396187384949736?l=thepictoblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepictoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8073396187384949736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3257207039918424578&amp;postID=8073396187384949736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3257207039918424578/posts/default/8073396187384949736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3257207039918424578/posts/default/8073396187384949736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepictoblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/disney-revisited.html' title='Disney Revisited'/><author><name>Osten</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06203447364526094636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4AZskoolS5c/R5QK5TrPIdI/AAAAAAAAAA4/2d48gFF2iXw/s72-c/92.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3257207039918424578.post-7086360305820962958</id><published>2007-12-25T20:02:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T20:25:21.628-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Annual Toesocks Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4AZskoolS5c/R3G6izrPIcI/AAAAAAAAAAw/b--ReEDJtmg/s320/toesocks.jpg" border="1" alt="toesocks~~!"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alright, it's been happening for three years now, guys, so this post is seriously annual! You know, when I post a picture of me wearing a pair of toe socks that I got for Christmas and talk about how much I love toesocks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This year was a little different because of the way the socks were received. First I got two pairs of toe socks in my stocking from St. Nick. (Not on St. Nick's day... it's just that everything that appears in stockings throughout Christmas is from St. Nick.) Then I got one for Christmas from my mom, and I think I got one pair of socks (but not toe socks) at the family gathering. Then Joe's aunt gave me a pair of socks but not toe socks, and Joe's parents gave me the pair pictured above. Which rocks! Look, the elf has a fuzzy, wiggly beard. It's so ridiculous how you can wiggle the beard with your toes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is also the first PictoBlog made entirely at another home, because Joe got a camera for Christmas, so I could take a picture of the socks his family gave me with his camera and upload it onto his computer and type up the blog here. YAAAY! Well, now I'm off to watch Muppets. Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3257207039918424578-7086360305820962958?l=thepictoblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepictoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7086360305820962958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3257207039918424578&amp;postID=7086360305820962958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3257207039918424578/posts/default/7086360305820962958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3257207039918424578/posts/default/7086360305820962958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepictoblog.blogspot.com/2007/12/annual-toesocks-post.html' title='The Annual Toesocks Post'/><author><name>Osten</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06203447364526094636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4AZskoolS5c/R3G6izrPIcI/AAAAAAAAAAw/b--ReEDJtmg/s72-c/toesocks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3257207039918424578.post-1334211576033313225</id><published>2007-12-11T16:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T16:34:08.876-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Eracism</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4AZskoolS5c/R18P-H1CFZI/AAAAAAAAAAo/xuJpRRZEBaQ/s1600-h/90.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142846859408184722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4AZskoolS5c/R18P-H1CFZI/AAAAAAAAAAo/xuJpRRZEBaQ/s320/90.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;When you look at this picture, you might see a chocolate cookie person and a vanilla cookie person living together in harmony. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't. I don't see color. I believe in Erasing Racism. And to erase racism, we just erase race altogether, since it's part of the word racism. Eracism. And be a hero. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;This post sponsered by "I Am America And So Can You!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3257207039918424578-1334211576033313225?l=thepictoblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepictoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1334211576033313225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3257207039918424578&amp;postID=1334211576033313225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3257207039918424578/posts/default/1334211576033313225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3257207039918424578/posts/default/1334211576033313225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepictoblog.blogspot.com/2007/12/eracism.html' title='Eracism'/><author><name>Osten</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06203447364526094636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4AZskoolS5c/R18P-H1CFZI/AAAAAAAAAAo/xuJpRRZEBaQ/s72-c/90.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3257207039918424578.post-5245545076940498664</id><published>2007-12-06T20:40:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T21:38:01.531-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventures in Calculus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4AZskoolS5c/R1iyun1CFXI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fo-LSrRGdL8/s1600-h/89.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141055488678565234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4AZskoolS5c/R1iyun1CFXI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fo-LSrRGdL8/s320/89.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh my goodness, I am using Blogger to upload this. I feel... dirty and liberated all at once. Like a feminist having premarital sex for the first time? I WILL NEVER KNOW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holly likes to shout things in Calculus. One day in calculus, Mr. G asked us what we should use to solve a function. Holly answered "YER BUTT. ... No wait, that's not it." &lt;em&gt;As though she had been serious about using your butt as a variable.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still cannot believe that this little blog will tell you the date and time of this post, and I do not have to physically write it in. I can't believe that it shows the picture right above my post as I write this, instead of HTML code. I can't believe I'm writing in Times New Roman instead of Courier! New ground, people. We're breaking new ground.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3257207039918424578-5245545076940498664?l=thepictoblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepictoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5245545076940498664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3257207039918424578&amp;postID=5245545076940498664' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3257207039918424578/posts/default/5245545076940498664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3257207039918424578/posts/default/5245545076940498664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepictoblog.blogspot.com/2007/12/adventures-in-calculus.html' title='Adventures in Calculus'/><author><name>Osten</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06203447364526094636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4AZskoolS5c/R1iyun1CFXI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fo-LSrRGdL8/s72-c/89.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3257207039918424578.post-7630654283976282006</id><published>2007-10-30T20:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T20:53:04.115-06:00</updated><title type='text'>MySims</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4AZskoolS5c/R1i1On1CFYI/AAAAAAAAAAg/nPHhCZ5gg0k/s1600-h/88.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4AZskoolS5c/R1i1On1CFYI/AAAAAAAAAAg/nPHhCZ5gg0k/s320/88.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141058237457634690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so on My Sims for the Wii, which is not at all like The Sims, you have to go "prospecting" for essences and shake trees, and one of the essences you can dig up is Puppy. I've only found three EVER though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;There is a bacon essence. You dig it up. There are also eyeball trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's... well, if you like games where you go around and collect things and make things to get more points so you can get more things to make more things to get more points (COUGHWOWCOUGH), you'll like it. If you like, y'know, gameplay, you won't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3257207039918424578-7630654283976282006?l=thepictoblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepictoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7630654283976282006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3257207039918424578&amp;postID=7630654283976282006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3257207039918424578/posts/default/7630654283976282006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3257207039918424578/posts/default/7630654283976282006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepictoblog.blogspot.com/2007/10/mysims.html' title='MySims'/><author><name>Osten</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06203447364526094636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4AZskoolS5c/R1i1On1CFYI/AAAAAAAAAAg/nPHhCZ5gg0k/s72-c/88.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
