<?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-33459561</id><updated>2011-12-11T16:29:45.792-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventure Mann</title><subtitle type='html'>Adventures in Fiction, Fantasy and Sci-Fi</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>182</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-3722197705729681477</id><published>2011-05-08T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T21:17:59.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mann's Master Plan! (Detective Mann Series)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VP0c_mphdvM/TcCxSdq6sKI/AAAAAAAAAbs/uy1XrPfKyN8/s1600/detectivemannthinking.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="262" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VP0c_mphdvM/TcCxSdq6sKI/AAAAAAAAAbs/uy1XrPfKyN8/s320/detectivemannthinking.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freed from the pine box and still brushing off wood chips, I decide on the best plan of attack. I hid the power item in another dimension. The dwarf-like beings of that dimension are named the Eitri and are relatively peaceful. Only I can transverse these dimensions, so any item I stash is safe within. I.simply need to slip over to that dimension, and scoop up the "Pen of God" and then arrive at the gangsters meeting place with the pen and a flamethrower, since I figure fire is the best way to fight living film goons, This will be simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I receive a call from the office phone. One of the gangsters named Manny McCabe barks; Where is the "Pen of God" Mann? If yas don't show soon, the chickadee gets it! Mann replies; You get what you deser...I mean what you want soon enough. Manny barks; Midnight tonight or your dame gets a new hat size! The phone disconnects. I best hustle. I hope I don't get a welcoming ceremony I have to endure in the world the Eitri. That could slow things down. The Eitri are hospitable creatures and enjoy when visitors stay for extended periods of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I jump into my recently restored 1920 Silver Ghost Rolls Royce, and drive down to the warehouse where I keep all the dimensional doors safely locked away. Ever though only I can transverse these dimensions, it is best to keep the doors looked away from prying eyes. I notice that I am being tailed, by a black sedan. Must be one of Manny's boys. My vehicle is not one for chases, so I need to come up with an evasive plan. Ducking down a well known alleyway I take a hard right and bring the car down a secret passageway to a hidden garage. I leave the car for now, and try to id on who is tailing me on foot. Sure enough, it is one of Manny's men. I can spot Black and White living film easily from a distance. I turn back to my car and I feel a gun to my lower right back. The living film gangster says; Name's Lenny, move very slow, ya hear. I have been sent to assist ya in finding "Pen a God" thingy. Mann thinks; All I need is bothersome partner. Thankfully once we move through the door, the stooge will cease to exist. We enter the warehouse and Lenny the stooge is amazed by all the doors throughout the warehouse. We are just steps away, and I think about putting the jump on Lenny, however that would be a bad ideal, if Lenny gets trigger happy. Hitting any of these doors would be like opening Pandoras Box. Finally at the door, I am anxious to see Lenny go up like a puff of smoke. Then I experience the unexpected. The door is locked. Lenny barks: Wha da hold up Mann? Are you stalling? Mann replies; The door is stuck. Then we experience a strange voice stating; Password please! Mann; Since when was there a password? The strange voice states; When we received power! Mann replies; I think I left the pen in a bad place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Next Time; Game Show&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-3722197705729681477?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/3722197705729681477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=3722197705729681477' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/3722197705729681477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/3722197705729681477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2011/05/manns-master-plan-detective-mann-series.html' title='Mann&apos;s Master Plan! (Detective Mann Series)'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VP0c_mphdvM/TcCxSdq6sKI/AAAAAAAAAbs/uy1XrPfKyN8/s72-c/detectivemannthinking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-2077575036501131213</id><published>2011-03-16T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T20:50:05.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enilighted! (Detective Mann Series)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_2713038"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_2713039"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mQ4UqU8Hxik/TbTmidTGF_I/AAAAAAAAAbo/GhnCoLUUX4A/s1600/melchizedek_angelic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="255" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mQ4UqU8Hxik/TbTmidTGF_I/AAAAAAAAAbo/GhnCoLUUX4A/s320/melchizedek_angelic.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The message across the computer continually scrolls, reading "For your own good".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mann mentions;&amp;nbsp;Who and what are you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A high priest, a voice states.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mann asks; Does this have to do with the "Pen of God"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The Voice states; Yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mann says; I have encountered tougher characters before and I do not plan on letting those goons have the Pen of God, however I cannot try and trick them either, since my secretary Veronica's life is on the line.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The voice says; I am aware of this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mann commands; What is your name!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The voice utters; Melchizedek.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mann then realizes that this is the name inscribed on the items I found on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mann asks this high priest character; Are you trying to hire me or simply highjack me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Melchizedek says; Ah, your english slang is amusing. I am simply keeping you from giving over an unique power item to an obvious evil influential character.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mann says; You gotta trust me. I have been doing this kind of stuff for centuries. Not always as a Detective, but I have years of experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Melchizedek states; So have I, and if this item falls into their hands, then reality as we know it will cease.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Detective Mann points out to his credentials, however Melchizedek does not look impressed and he then states; I know who you are Detective, however this matter is too dangerous no matter how.... (Melchizedek pauses briefly, and a brief indecipherable whisper is heard) My apologies, I have been asked to give you a chance on this case.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Detective Mann asks; By whom?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Melchizedek says; By a higher authority than myself. You are free to go Detective, however I will be keeping a close watch on you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Detective Mann; Alright chief, ah, I mean High Priest Melchizedek, wow your name does not really roll off the tongue well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The High Priest Melchizedek says; I have been told that before by King George VI.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Detective Mann says; I won't let you or your higher authority down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Next time; Mann's Master Plan&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="goog_972155124"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_972155125"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-2077575036501131213?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/2077575036501131213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=2077575036501131213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/2077575036501131213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/2077575036501131213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2011/03/enlightened-dectective-mann-series.html' title='Enilighted! (Detective Mann Series)'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mQ4UqU8Hxik/TbTmidTGF_I/AAAAAAAAAbo/GhnCoLUUX4A/s72-c/melchizedek_angelic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-1240793102967419734</id><published>2011-03-10T19:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T20:25:46.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Clientel (Dectective Mann Series)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-mQ4hjCuSdQo/TXWc7sjb5wI/AAAAAAAAAbc/ExZLpRB_VZk/s1600/gangsters.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-mQ4hjCuSdQo/TXWc7sjb5wI/AAAAAAAAAbc/ExZLpRB_VZk/s320/gangsters.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, there they were, in my office lobby. Living black and white film cells. complete with the grainy black and white film that happens when film reels are aged. The main gangster speaks again saying. So what da ya say&amp;nbsp;Mann, will ya take up our case?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Detective Mann; Depends on what it is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main Gangster; An item of power. Our Boss wants it and says you are da best&amp;nbsp;Gum-shoe thar is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Detective Mann; Which item of power?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main Gangster;&amp;nbsp;Its called the Pen of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Detective Mann; No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main Gangster; So when you say no, ya mean, not today, but maybe tomorrows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Detective Mann; No, as in never. I will not attempt to find such an item of power. It is too destructive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main Gangster; Maybes me and my boyz can change your mind with our bean shooters?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Detective Mann thinks, this is going to get messy. Should'nt of been so direct with living film cells.&amp;nbsp;Detective Mann says; How about we approach this in a different way. I will meet up with your Boss and we can...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main Gangster cuts off Mann; No one sees the Boss. You work through me or no deal. Maybe we should take an insurance policy that will convince yas? The&amp;nbsp;Main Gangster's boys grab Veronica, and as I try to intercede, I feel a blackjack hit my skull!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must of been out for hours, as I finally wake up in my lobby. I pull myself together and try and figure out how to get out of this mess, and get Veronica back. I lost one too many secretaries in &amp;nbsp;the past, due to my stubborn streak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Main Gangster left his business card, with an initial cash deposit.&amp;nbsp;Says Manny McCabe on the business card. Typical gangster name.&amp;nbsp;The cash is real, and not&amp;nbsp;counterfeit. Regardless, I will be sending the cash back. Big problem is where should I start?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like I have no other choice than to locate the Pen of God. I know exactly where it is, since I hide it away for dangerous hands a century ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly a very bright light blinds me! I tumble to the ground, and I awake in a pile of wood shavings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Time; Enlightened!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-1240793102967419734?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/1240793102967419734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=1240793102967419734' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/1240793102967419734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/1240793102967419734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2011/03/bad-clientel.html' title='Bad Clientel (Dectective Mann Series)'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-mQ4hjCuSdQo/TXWc7sjb5wI/AAAAAAAAAbc/ExZLpRB_VZk/s72-c/gangsters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-415934639654041989</id><published>2011-02-12T12:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T20:25:21.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Advertising Mann (Dectective Mann Series)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--qu3n5MPb1c/TVbvoNHgnCI/AAAAAAAAAbY/htzgoBbrm1w/s1600/dectectivemannshadow.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--qu3n5MPb1c/TVbvoNHgnCI/AAAAAAAAAbY/htzgoBbrm1w/s320/dectectivemannshadow.jpg" width="115" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Prior to being “Boxed In”;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot off the press, another box of my business card!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Detective Mann Investigator Services solving Supernatural Crimes since 1829&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Missing a lost loved one? Need a murder solved? Object of power need to be found?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;I am your Mann!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Sorry I don’t investigate marital or divorce cases!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Contact me at;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;4911 Grey Haven Street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Midville MW 99991&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Midgard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Phone 333-777-4040&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Fax 333-777-4066&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;I accept check, cash, rare gemstones, objects of power and Visa Credit card payments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This advertisement and my business card served me well for over 180 years. The new secretary I hired, a few weeks back, a perky 20 something states that I should update for 2011. She says I shouldn’t have to follow the same information as my great grandfather. What she doesn’t realize is that Detective Mann Investigator Services has always been my business. My grandparents, and parents have never been apart of it. However I just smile, and state, that I don’t plan on changing the advertisements and business card anytime soon. Besides I think the information is straight to the point.&amp;nbsp;Veronica also says I should do more types of cases. Not going there. I get busy enough with the ones I list in my ad. My secretary’s name is Veronica Hayes. She states in here resume that she comes from a long line of sleuths. I never heard of anyone of them, but then I keep busy without trying to worry about the competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of my clients are beings that inspire myth and legend. Veronica thinks most of my clients are escapees from the nearby funny farm. I just say to her that even if you don’t believe who they say that they are treat them like they are the myth and/or legends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later afternoon as I was going through thank you cards from Kris Cringle, Apollo the Greek god of light, and Twig the woodland fairy, my secretary Veronica swung open my office door, stating that my presence is requested in the front lobby. I state that I am busy, however Veronica says the client is insistent. I walk quickly to my front lobby and it looks like I steeped into a low rate 1940s mob film. Three mobsters from the legendary Capone gang. Strange thing was that they had no color. I have seen starnger sites, however I was taken back by how their faces and clothes were in film style black and white. The one who looked like the leader of the group spoke; in a classis Chicago like accent; We have an offer you can’t refuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next time; Bad Clientel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-415934639654041989?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/415934639654041989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=415934639654041989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/415934639654041989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/415934639654041989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2011/02/advertising-mann.html' title='Advertising Mann (Dectective Mann Series)'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--qu3n5MPb1c/TVbvoNHgnCI/AAAAAAAAAbY/htzgoBbrm1w/s72-c/dectectivemannshadow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-7570233655616138208</id><published>2011-02-02T19:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T19:29:06.384-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boxed in (Dectective Mann Series)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="goog_1036454939"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1036454940"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/TUobo2rEzAI/AAAAAAAAAbU/3cVP6KSRLeU/s1600/boxedin2.0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="203" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/TUobo2rEzAI/AAAAAAAAAbU/3cVP6KSRLeU/s320/boxedin2.0.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I awake, laying on my back on the floor. Unsure how I got here. I seem to be inside a wooden box. It is 10x10x20 feet. How do I know this? The computer in the room told me. It is the only thing in the box with me. As far as I have discovered, it is only telling me what is inside the box, and cannot answer anything on the outside of the box. By reflex I brush myself off, noticing that I am covered in wood shavings. The box floor is completely covered in them. I start to get some of my memory back. I was in my office and my secretary brought in a case. I refused to accept since I only do certain cases. That is all I remember, before waking here. I then feel something in my pocket. I pull out a business card. I realize it is one of mine. Reads Detective Mann. Thats me. Private Investigator to many...what is this in my pocket? a cross..made of wood. A type of Pine wood. Inscribed in the cross is the word...Melchizedek. Or is it a name?&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;I check the wall to see if they are also pine. The entire box is made of pine. The computer is also encased in a type of pine. The walls are solid, as though it might be backed with solid oak. No seeable doors. The only way out seems to point towards the computer. I wonder if I can email someone to help me out of this box? After several minutes it seems to be limited to a intranet. I type in Melchizedek, and receive info on a high priest. Not sure how that is going to help me. Suddenly, the screen saver scrolls across the screen in words stating..."For your own good"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time! &lt;em&gt;Advertising Mann&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-7570233655616138208?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/7570233655616138208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=7570233655616138208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/7570233655616138208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/7570233655616138208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2011/02/boxed-in-dectective-mann-series.html' title='Boxed in (Dectective Mann Series)'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/TUobo2rEzAI/AAAAAAAAAbU/3cVP6KSRLeU/s72-c/boxedin2.0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-8332060411701302789</id><published>2011-01-24T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T05:43:22.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Series for 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/TT5Q3ypybtI/AAAAAAAAAbI/DtmupUbZPTU/s1600/dectectiveMann_secret_agent.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="314" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/TT5Q3ypybtI/AAAAAAAAAbI/DtmupUbZPTU/s320/dectectiveMann_secret_agent.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I will be kicking off a blog story series that will help boost my writing skills. I will be creating stories, weekly on a fictional character that was inspired by a friend of mine. Stay tuned for adventures of Detective Mann! Detective Mann is a super sleuth that is often hired by supernatural creatures that are known as myths and legends to our cultures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to add comments and suggestions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith A.K.A. Adventure Mann&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-8332060411701302789?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/8332060411701302789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=8332060411701302789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/8332060411701302789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/8332060411701302789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-series-for-2011.html' title='New Series for 2011'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/TT5Q3ypybtI/AAAAAAAAAbI/DtmupUbZPTU/s72-c/dectectiveMann_secret_agent.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-7173994544766045213</id><published>2010-07-21T20:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T21:08:37.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Inspiration!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/TEfCGsO3GfI/AAAAAAAAAao/2kQTxJPc6nM/s1600/keithmann.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496575290437474802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/TEfCGsO3GfI/AAAAAAAAAao/2kQTxJPc6nM/s320/keithmann.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just last weekend on Facebook, one of my best friend's Craig, posted a short film of me as a Detective! It was inspired the picture I posted from a wedding I was in, and by a nickname I had wayyyyyy back in college and has carried with me every since. The nickname, Keith Mann was uttered several times on the college campus and through several churches. After viewing the short film, this inspired me to create a new webblog character named Detective Mann. He wont look like me. If I have time I will sketch him out and post the pictures on the stories I create. Detective Mann is a super slueth that assists supernatural and mythological characters solve mysteries and crimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned to this web blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friendly neighborhood writer,&lt;br /&gt;Keith Mann&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-7173994544766045213?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/7173994544766045213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=7173994544766045213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/7173994544766045213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/7173994544766045213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2010/07/new-inspiration.html' title='New Inspiration!'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/TEfCGsO3GfI/AAAAAAAAAao/2kQTxJPc6nM/s72-c/keithmann.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-5215518045607778896</id><published>2010-07-17T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T14:10:52.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing! An Adventure!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/TEIcKT-GRjI/AAAAAAAAAag/U-Ov9vE59I4/s1600/writing-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494985458830427698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/TEIcKT-GRjI/AAAAAAAAAag/U-Ov9vE59I4/s320/writing-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;About a month ago, I felt the need to sitdown with a career consuelor, and through this, we discovered that I should start writing to the point of creating a novel. I have been writing and filling up notebooks for years, but not knowing what step to take next and being to afraid to show my work to others. With increased boldness, and pursing my passion, I am hopeful to create a novel and not stop at that accomplishment. I am currently trying to make writing an everyday adventure! Wish me your best!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-5215518045607778896?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/5215518045607778896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=5215518045607778896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/5215518045607778896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/5215518045607778896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2010/07/writing-adventure.html' title='Writing! An Adventure!'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/TEIcKT-GRjI/AAAAAAAAAag/U-Ov9vE59I4/s72-c/writing-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-4604773733499799703</id><published>2008-07-06T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:13.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Founding Fathers : Thomas Jefferson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/SHEDjsvMLPI/AAAAAAAAASs/akoSs7VEd-g/s1600-h/thomasjefferson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219957354938510578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/SHEDjsvMLPI/AAAAAAAAASs/akoSs7VEd-g/s320/thomasjefferson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thomas Jefferson&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the thick of party conflict in 1800, Thomas Jefferson wrote in a private letter, "I have sworn upon the altar of God eternal hostility against every form of tyranny over the mind of man."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This powerful advocate of liberty was born in 1743 in Albemarle County, Virginia, inheriting from his father, a planter and surveyor, some 5,000 acres of land, and from his mother, a Randolph, high social standing. He studied at the College of William and Mary, then read law. In 1772 he married Martha Wayles Skelton, a widow, and took her to live in his partly constructed mountaintop home, Monticello.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freckled and sandy-haired, rather tall and awkward, Jefferson was eloquent as a correspondent, but he was no public speaker. In the Virginia House of Burgesses and the Continental Congress, he contributed his pen rather than his voice to the patriot cause. As the "silent member" of the Congress, Jefferson, at 33, drafted the Declaration of Independence. In years following he labored to make its words a reality in Virginia. Most notably, he wrote a bill establishing religious freedom, enacted in 1786.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jefferson succeeded Benjamin Franklin as minister to France in 1785. His sympathy for the French Revolution led him into conflict with Alexander Hamilton when Jefferson was Secretary of State in President Washington's Cabinet. He resigned in 1793.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharp political conflict developed, and two separate parties, the Federalists and the Democratic-Republicans, began to form. Jefferson gradually assumed leadership of the Republicans, who sympathized with the revolutionary cause in France. Attacking Federalist policies, he opposed a strong centralized Government and championed the rights of states.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a reluctant candidate for President in 1796, Jefferson came within three votes of election. Through a flaw in the Constitution, he became Vice President, although an opponent of President Adams. In 1800 the defect caused a more serious problem. Republican electors, attempting to name both a President and a Vice President from their own party, cast a tie vote between Jefferson and Aaron Burr. The House of Representatives settled the tie. Hamilton, disliking both Jefferson and Burr, nevertheless urged Jefferson's election.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Jefferson assumed the Presidency, the crisis in France had passed. He slashed Army and Navy expenditures, cut the budget, eliminated the tax on whiskey so unpopular in the West, yet reduced the national debt by a third. He also sent a naval squadron to fight the Barbary pirates, who were harassing American commerce in the Mediterranean. Further, although the Constitution made no provision for the acquisition of new land, Jefferson suppressed his qualms over constitutionality when he had the opportunity to acquire the Louisiana Territory from Napoleon in 1803.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Jefferson's second term, he was increasingly preoccupied with keeping the Nation from involvement in the Napoleonic wars, though both England and France interfered with the neutral rights of American merchantmen. Jefferson's attempted solution, an embargo upon American shipping, worked badly and was unpopular.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jefferson retired to Monticello to ponder such projects as his grand designs for the University of Virginia. A French nobleman observed that he had placed his house and his mind "on an elevated situation, from which he might contemplate the universe."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He died on July 4, 1826.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next Time; Founding Fathers : Samuel Adams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-4604773733499799703?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/4604773733499799703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=4604773733499799703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/4604773733499799703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/4604773733499799703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2008/07/founding-fathers-thomas-jefferson.html' title='Founding Fathers : Thomas Jefferson'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/SHEDjsvMLPI/AAAAAAAAASs/akoSs7VEd-g/s72-c/thomasjefferson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-1564141319229987597</id><published>2008-07-05T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:13.775-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Founding Fathers: John Adams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/SHECuCuO69I/AAAAAAAAASk/KJ7V-RGqpes/s1600-h/johnadams1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219956433127140306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/SHECuCuO69I/AAAAAAAAASk/KJ7V-RGqpes/s320/johnadams1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;John Adams&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Learned and thoughtful, John Adams was more remarkable as a political philosopher than as a politician. "People and nations are forged in the fires of adversity," he said, doubtless thinking of his own as well as the American experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adams was born in the Massachusetts Bay Colony in 1735. A Harvard-educated lawyer, he early became identified with the patriot cause; a delegate to the First and Second Continental Congresses, he led in the movement for independence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;During the Revolutionary War he served in France and Holland in diplomatic roles, and helped negotiate the treaty of peace. From 1785 to 1788 he was minister to the Court of St. James's, returning to be elected Vice President under George Washington.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adams' two terms as Vice President were frustrating experiences for a man of his vigor, intellect, and vanity. He complained to his wife Abigail, "My country has in its wisdom contrived for me the most insignificant office that ever the invention of man contrived or his imagination conceived."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Adams became President, the war between the French and British was causing great difficulties for the United States on the high seas and intense partisanship among contending factions within the Nation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;His administration focused on France, where the Directory, the ruling group, had refused to receive the American envoy and had suspended commercial relations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adams sent three commissioners to France, but in the spring of 1798 word arrived that the French Foreign Minister Talleyrand and the Directory had refused to negotiate with them unless they would first pay a substantial bribe. Adams reported the insult to Congress, and the Senate printed the correspondence, in which the Frenchmen were referred to only as "X, Y, and Z."&lt;br /&gt;The Nation broke out into what Jefferson called "the X. Y. Z. fever," increased in intensity by Adams's exhortations. The populace cheered itself hoarse wherever the President appeared. Never had the Federalists been so popular.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congress appropriated money to complete three new frigates and to build additional ships, and authorized the raising of a provisional army. It also passed the Alien and Sedition Acts, intended to frighten foreign agents out of the country and to stifle the attacks of Republican editors.&lt;br /&gt;President Adams did not call for a declaration of war, but hostilities began at sea. At first, American shipping was almost defenseless against French privateers, but by 1800 armed merchantmen and U.S. warships were clearing the sea-lanes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Despite several brilliant naval victories, war fever subsided. Word came to Adams that France also had no stomach for war and would receive an envoy with respect. Long negotiations ended the quasi war.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sending a peace mission to France brought the full fury of the Hamiltonians against Adams. In the campaign of 1800 the Republicans were united and effective, the Federalists badly divided. Nevertheless, Adams polled only a few less electoral votes than Jefferson, who became President. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On November 1, 1800, just before the election, Adams arrived in the new Capital City to take up his residence in the White House. On his second evening in its damp, unfinished rooms, he wrote his wife, "Before I end my letter, I pray Heaven to bestow the best of Blessings on this House and all that shall hereafter inhabit it. May none but honest and wise Men ever rule under this roof." Adams retired to his farm in Quincy. Here he penned his elaborate letters to Thomas Jefferson. Here on July 4, 1826, he whispered his last words: "Thomas Jefferson survives." But Jefferson had died at Monticello a few hours earlier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next Time; Founding Father : Thomas Jefferson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-1564141319229987597?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/1564141319229987597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=1564141319229987597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/1564141319229987597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/1564141319229987597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2008/07/founding-fathers-john-adams.html' title='Founding Fathers: John Adams'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/SHECuCuO69I/AAAAAAAAASk/KJ7V-RGqpes/s72-c/johnadams1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-2627829882593926381</id><published>2008-07-04T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:14.042-08:00</updated><title type='text'>John Adams the 2nd President and one of our Founding Fathers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/SHAEmXmeV8I/AAAAAAAAASc/XqN0pptBd8Y/s1600-h/john_adams.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219677025339332546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/SHAEmXmeV8I/AAAAAAAAASc/XqN0pptBd8Y/s320/john_adams.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In honor of Fourth of July I wanted to share this story about John Adams. Our 2nd President and one of our founding fathers of the USA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I watching a DVD of the HBO mini series "John Adams" and I can't wait to buy the collection on DVD for my collection!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy this story!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;John Adams&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biography of John Adams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Boston massacre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Never in more misery my whole life."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;John Adams, writing in his journal, February 1771, shortly after the trial of the British soldiers.&lt;br /&gt;The Boston Massacre was the act of British soldiers firing into a mob of Boston citizens. When the smoke had cleared, five citizens of the mob were dead, including Crispus Attucks. The captain of the troops was &lt;a href="http://www.let.rug.nl/usa/D/1751-1775/bostonmassacre/prest.htm"&gt;Thomas Preston&lt;/a&gt;. After the troops had stop firing, Captain Preston noticed a Boston citizen walking directly up to soldiers. The citizen, Benjamin Burdick told Captain Preston, "I want to see some faces that I may swear to another day." Captain Preston, realizing that there would soon be a trial, answered, "Perhaps, sir, you may."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning John Adams was in his law office in Boston. The anti-British fever in Boston was rampant. Samuel Adams and the Sons of Liberty were already calling the event the Boston Massacre. &lt;a href="http://www.let.rug.nl/usa/volun/revere.htm"&gt;Paul Revere&lt;/a&gt; turned out an engraving that depicted Captain Preston ordering the troops to fire at point blank range on a defenseless crowd. To help calmed the mobs, Governor Hutchinson ordered that the soldiers arrested and promised the crowds that a trial would be held. That afternoon in Faneuil Hall a meeting of the Sons of Liberty demanded that all British must be removed from Boston.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;James Forrest, a successful merchant and staunch Tory, brought a message to Adams. With tears streaming down his cheeks, Forrest explained that the message was from Captain Thomas Preston. Captain Preston was in jail and needed legal council. Forrest had spoke to several other lawyers and none of them would take the case. Captain Preston asked if Adams would take the case. Adams and another young lawyer, Josiah Quincy accepted Captain Preston request.&lt;br /&gt;The soldiers faced arraignment in September. Captain Preston and his eight men pleaded innocent. Preston's men had petitioned that they were following Preston's orders and they should all be tried at one time. The court denied the petition and ordered that Captain Preston should stand trial first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Captain Preston's trial began on October 24, 1770. By the standards of the time, the trial would be a long one. It was the first criminal trial in Massachusetts to last longer than one day! The jury selection favored the defendant. Of the fist seven jurors, only two were from Boston. The last five were all Tories. In addition to the favorable jury, the defendant had reason for hope. During the summer the thirst for blood by the town's residents had weaken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prosecution began its case by trying to prove that even if Captain Preston did not give the order to fire, he did have time to give the order, "Recover!" However, most of the witness testimony was confusing and conflicting. Benjamin Burdick, the citizen who took a hard look at the soldiers for this trial, admitted that he had carried a sword that evening. Burdick was prepared to cut off the head of any solider who threatened to stab him with a sword. The crown prosecutors rested their case on the second day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;John, leading the defense, called twenty-two witnesses in one day. A merchant claimed he had his hand on Preston's shoulder and did not hear Preston give the order to fire. Three black witnesses, two slaves and a freeman, gave testimony that they did hear any order to fire. They also testified that the crowd pelted the soldiers with snowballs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After breaking for Sunday, on October 30, 1770, the jury declared a verdict of not-guilty. Preston wrote to General Gage praising the skill of his lawyers. In his diary, John Adams, noted that Captain Preston had not taken the time to thank his lawyers personally. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The trial of the soldiers began in December. Josiah Quincy wanted to put the town on trial, trying to prove that there was a premeditated plot to drive the British soldiers out of Boston. When Adams heard of this, he threatened to quit the case. Adams' threat worked, Quincy rescheduled his witnesses. Adams and Quincy were able to prevent any Boston resident from serving on this trial's jury. Quincy presented many witnesses that presented the case that soldiers acted in self defense. It was up to John Adams to offer the final summation of the case.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In disagreement with Sam Adams, John had no tolerance for any mob, even when the mob was on John's side. John tried to recreate what it was like to face the mob for those jurors that have never seen one. Adams reminded the jury that everyone who joined in an illegal assembly was guilty of every crime a mob might commit. However, he claimed that the mob on March 5 was provoked due to despotism of the government.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adams was not finished when the court adjourned for the day at 5:00 P.M. The next morning, Adams described that the mob was "a motley rabble of saucy boys, Negroes, and mulattos, Irish teagues and outlandish jack tars...shouting and hazing and threatening life...whistling, screaming, and rending an Indian yell... throwing every species of rubbish the could pick up in the street." Adams told the jurors to put themselves in the place of the soldiers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Robert Treat Paine summed the crown's case. It was a very uninspiring performance. The jury was out for two and a half hours before coming to a verdict. Of the eight soldiers, only two were found guilty, Matthew Kilroy and Hugh Montgomery. The next week the two soldiers were sentenced to have their thumbs branded. The soldiers were sent back to their regiment. As the regiment was set to sail to New Jersey, Hugh Montgomery confessed to his lawyers that he had shouted on that fateful night, "Damn you, fire!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next Time; Founding Fathers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-2627829882593926381?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/2627829882593926381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=2627829882593926381' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/2627829882593926381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/2627829882593926381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2008/07/john-adams-2nd-president-and-one-of-our.html' title='John Adams the 2nd President and one of our Founding Fathers'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/SHAEmXmeV8I/AAAAAAAAASc/XqN0pptBd8Y/s72-c/john_adams.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-2067728939603214725</id><published>2007-12-26T18:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:14.364-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmassed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/R3u9KnaVd2I/AAAAAAAAASE/_ZEXbpd7-Ts/s1600-h/christmassed1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150918588904077154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/R3u9KnaVd2I/AAAAAAAAASE/_ZEXbpd7-Ts/s320/christmassed1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Christmas Eve and Day was AWESOME! I spend time with immediate and extended family, and enjoyed delicious food cooked by my Mom:)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was especially blest this year as I received an oven prior to Christmas, as my gift from my Mom and Dad. My brothers bought me Dvds of favorite shows. My brother Scotty bought my the first season boxed set of MacQyver and I still can't get the them song out of my head, or the cheest acting for that matter:) My younger brother got me "Batman Aminated" Season 2 and "Ben 10" Season One! I enjoy cartoons very much!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was blest most of all by giving and watched my niece Erin, nephew Quin and soon to be new member of the family Kaitlyn open gifts from Santa! They read the letters and I watched the joy on everyones face as they read!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is good to be a member of the ROCK and take part in spreading joy and gifts to other less fortunate like the moms. dads and kids of Jefferson elementary!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love this time of year and am anxious for the all church conferance in Lake of the Ozarks Missouri!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I almost forgot one thing! I never asked Santa why an ice monster and then a fiery beast where chasing after me when I took the Item? Those type of things are not Santa's style!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I called Santa on my cell phone and left a message since he was probably still sleeping?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For now it must remain a mystery!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next Time!&lt;/em&gt; "FaithWalking"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-2067728939603214725?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/2067728939603214725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=2067728939603214725' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/2067728939603214725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/2067728939603214725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmassed.html' title='Christmassed!'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/R3u9KnaVd2I/AAAAAAAAASE/_ZEXbpd7-Ts/s72-c/christmassed1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-7026024844896079336</id><published>2007-12-23T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:14.552-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The ITEM?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/R3sN2HaVd1I/AAAAAAAAAR8/nYplrCHub3I/s1600-h/itembottle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150725822181898066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/R3sN2HaVd1I/AAAAAAAAAR8/nYplrCHub3I/s320/itembottle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was flying over the Congo in a new white transforming car robot as I reflected on what Santa said about the item I took. I thought I had the perfect gift in mind, but Santa did not want me to have this. The tribesmen buckled in reverance since they thought the white robot was Santa, coming to claim the Item and hide it again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Item that I took from a tribe in the Congo was what I thought my enlightened mind was telling me, happened to be a bottle filled with an "Elixir of Life" that not only can cure cancer, but can cure death, meaning that anyone wo has just a drop of this could be immortal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I handed the Item over to the tribesmen, they were already prepared to hide it again once I left.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was only thinking of how great a gift it would be to cure people, but not many are ready for "Immortality"! The Item is indestructible so that is why Santa could neve destroy it, so it is guarded, but it is given to certain people. Santa stated that we was given this gift when he mortal body was dying. Ever since then he traveled North and became Santa Claus!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I still needed to get gifts for Christmas, so I had to go with the fall back plan, but I was was blest to give my Nephew Quin, Niece Erin and our soon to be memeber of our Stangeland family Kaitlyn customized gifts from Santa with personalized letters form Santa and Mrs. Claus!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Santa was very busy and needed to get his shoppe in shape. Since I had so much time on my hands I fly the robot car back to the North Pole and gave Santa a helping hand:)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next Time;&lt;/em&gt; Christmassed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-7026024844896079336?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/7026024844896079336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=7026024844896079336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/7026024844896079336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/7026024844896079336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/12/item.html' title='The ITEM?'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/R3sN2HaVd1I/AAAAAAAAAR8/nYplrCHub3I/s72-c/itembottle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-8345774273469925661</id><published>2007-12-22T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:14.698-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Ride Down!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/R3HAzHaVd0I/AAAAAAAAAR0/VBhaXCz1wW8/s1600-h/dimensionalmotorbike1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148107833456555842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/R3HAzHaVd0I/AAAAAAAAAR0/VBhaXCz1wW8/s320/dimensionalmotorbike1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;The ride was rough, mentally, but the motorbike was smooth riding! I could not beleive my eyes as I drove through the dimensions and how the grip of loneliness assaulted my mind! Without Santa's spiritual magic, I was wide open, but then I remembered! How could I forgot the power of the holy spirit? Santa and I must of been distracted by some kind of dark power for us not to remember!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I prayed as I drove and the ride was feeling like it would never end! I wondered what might be going through the minds of all the married and divorsed people as they are trapped in the dimension?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wasn't getting any sense from the "Holy Spirit"! I was not sure what was going on? I then cried out to Jesus, and then, that was when I arrived!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Krampus 6; Greetings Keith! This time, you have no power on your side, and you can do nothing to save these people! Admit defeat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I said nothing at first and admitted that the dimension that this Krampus was trapped in was overwhelming, but it is not "Hell" as in the biblical sense!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Krampus 6; Feel my pain!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Suddenly I witnessed what looked like phantoms, and thn I was feeling chains wrap around me, but none of these things were defeating me since I also noticed the "Holy Spirit" talking to me. He was always present, but this dimension tried to create so much noise as too drown out his words. It can not read our minds, but it can take guesses at what torments us, and deliver illusions to try weighing us down! It was at this moment that I was told exactly what to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Michael and Angela! You sing in a choir! Please start singing, and everyone else, please follow in singing with them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Michael and Angela, broke their chains and followed instruction!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Krampus 6; What are you doing? No...the singing...NO...Stop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Can't stand holy words, can ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The people started to follow Michael and Angela's lead and soon all were harmonizing! Whether they could sing or not, the "Holy Spirit" blest them with song, and they then sang Christmas Hymns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Krampus 6; NO! Stop! I can't stand this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And neither could the dimension as it started to rip open like wet paper and then all the people were in our dimension! Unfortunately, so was the Krampus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Krampus 6; I am free, I am free at last! No longer am I trapped in Hell!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But the Krampus did not count on being infused to the dimension he was in and he started to slow fade away!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Krampus 6; NOOOOOOOOOOO!!! I MUST HAVE MY REVENGE!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Krampus grabbed me, but he quickly let go as his hands faded away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finally back in reality after feeling like I was in the dimension for an eternity! I was blest to know that it was not the REAL hell, or their would of been no escape! The couples were able to be transported ome by Santa's spiritual magic and I was then sent on my way to return the item that I had taken as a Christmas gift idea.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next Time;&lt;/em&gt; The ITEM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-8345774273469925661?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/8345774273469925661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=8345774273469925661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/8345774273469925661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/8345774273469925661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/12/long-ride-down.html' title='Long Ride Down!'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/R3HAzHaVd0I/AAAAAAAAAR0/VBhaXCz1wW8/s72-c/dimensionalmotorbike1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-1110076866864743896</id><published>2007-12-21T19:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:14.898-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evil Revealed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/R2iVSHaVdzI/AAAAAAAAARs/p8QIhs74otk/s1600-h/Krampus6Returns1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145526712730482482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/R2iVSHaVdzI/AAAAAAAAARs/p8QIhs74otk/s320/Krampus6Returns1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Krampus 6; Finally, I can escape once more, and bring about the world that my brothers and sisters tried to bring last year in the earth year of 2006! No more Santa, but my brethern and I punishing adults and children for being naughty! They will forever suffer! Santa merely has to enter this realm and I will have all the power I need!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meanwhile back at Keith's place...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Santa;&lt;/em&gt; I will not be going to the Hell-Like Dimension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; What!? But Santa, how are we going to release all those people from the place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Santa;&lt;/em&gt; If I step foot in that dimension, the evil presense known as the Krampus would absorb my magical power and enter this world again, but this time he could be here permenantly, and he could possibly reverse time to save his brothers and sisters from you, or I mean that blue fire alien you that destroyed them last year in 2006!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; How should I do this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Santa;&lt;/em&gt; If I cast any spiritual magic at this point, the Krampus will use it, so I do have something up my selve!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Santa truly did have something up his selve! It wasn't magic, but an amazing gadget that would expand on contact with air. It was a...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Santa;&lt;/em&gt; Dimensional Motorbike!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; I never driven a motorbike, and do I need a license for this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Santa;&lt;/em&gt; No! I have you fully registered, and it drives itself, because it has a robotic brain! All the magic is being pulled off of this motorbike by me, so the Krampus cannot use any of it against you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; So, I just ride this bike to Hell and back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Santa;&lt;/em&gt; I can't really give you any words of advice, for that would also be applied as spiritual magic, so before you go, all spiritual magic will be pulled from you and you will be on your own....I know you can do this Keith! Oh, and by the way, one more thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Santa;&lt;/em&gt; Return the item you took from the Congo when you return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; But that is my gift to my friends and family! You said that once I ate of the "Fruits of the Spirit" and focused on the ornament that I would know what to get them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Santa;&lt;/em&gt; When did you think of this Item? Before or after you lost focus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith lowers his head;&lt;/em&gt; After I lost focus..., but can I use just one drop of this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Santa;&lt;/em&gt; NO! I am sorry to come off so harsh, but the item you chose will unbalance everything. This goes to show you that having all the "Fruits of the Spirit" at 100% will not bring you perfection!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; I agree Santa! Wish me your best in that "Dark Hellish Dimension"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Santa;&lt;/em&gt; I wil...I mean I cannot, it will apply spiritual magic. I am sorry Keith, but on this ride, you are all alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I put on the saftey helmet and activate the controls to bring me and my ride to Hell! Thanksfully it is not the real hell, but a dimension that trapped the Krampus! The solo Krampus must of stepped away from the battle last year that the "Blue Fire Alien" brought to their dimension? The explosion, as told by Santa, extermined all the Krampus. They were former Saints and Nuns that Saint Nickolas knew well, but were misguided by thinking that the world deserved "Judgement" rather than "Love"!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Krampus 6; So...Santa is wimping out and dsending his errand boy Keith in to this dimension! I will have to give him quite the reception! Ha! Ha! Ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next Time;&lt;/em&gt; Long Ride Down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-1110076866864743896?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/1110076866864743896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=1110076866864743896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/1110076866864743896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/1110076866864743896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/12/evil-revealed.html' title='Evil Revealed!'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/R2iVSHaVdzI/AAAAAAAAARs/p8QIhs74otk/s72-c/Krampus6Returns1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-5089633552332424861</id><published>2007-12-20T11:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:15.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad to Worse! (With a dash of Hope)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/R2iTMnaVdyI/AAAAAAAAARk/HpGN6rXkUV4/s1600-h/Hell1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145524419217946402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/R2iTMnaVdyI/AAAAAAAAARk/HpGN6rXkUV4/s320/Hell1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meanwhile in an undisclosed hellish location...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dark Presense;&lt;/em&gt; Crazy bubbling married folks! That Michael and Angela ruined my attack on Keith! I have to admit I was anxious when I precast all my magic one powerful wish in dooming Keith and all of his single kind to hell! The spell ended up banishing Michael and Angela and all married folks to hell. Married folks are already misable! Singles don't always realize how good they got it! I was hoping avenge my brothers and sisters for what Keith did to them! With no power left to cast, I cannot banish him to a hellish existence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The Dark Presense then peers into the snow globe, angerly, and then sees Santa ranting and raving. The Dark Presense then smiles and thinks, maybe the miscast was actually to his fortune?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meanwhile back at Keith's townhouse!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Santa;&lt;/em&gt; Keith! All the parents are gone and the children are weeping. Well some of the children are weeping. Most are relived, and rejoicing, but I know they will eventually miss their parents. What is also odd is anyone who was married and currently are divorced are also missing? Only singles adults and children remain in this world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith mutters;&lt;/em&gt; ...my single guys friends will love this new world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Santa;&lt;/em&gt; Keith!!! Keep focused! Is the ornament of focus not wor...OH NO! Who smashed your ornament?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Not sure? Wait, let me check my voicemail on my phone? Ahhh! Michael and Angela called and whenever I don't answer they just show up at my house anyway without receiving a yes or no, in coming over. Giving them a house key was not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Santa;&lt;/em&gt; That must be it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Santa, I am not tracking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Santa;&lt;/em&gt; Michael and Angela are married? Yes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Santa;&lt;/em&gt; And they came in while you were away? They did not hear back from you and came looking and accidently smashed the ornament! Maybe this alerted an evil presence to your house?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Santa, you should be the NEW Sherlock Holmes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Santa;&lt;/em&gt; I gave "Sir Arthur Conan Doyle" the idea of Sherlock Holmes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Ok...so what you are saying is this dark presense came looking for me specifically, but why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Santa;&lt;/em&gt; Maybe it wanted to get rid of you, and...by jove I GOT IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Sounding like Sherlock, Santa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Santa;&lt;/em&gt; A powerful force cast, or maybe precast a spell to banish you and all your type to another dimension...maybe? Instead the married couple got in the way of the spell and it banished them and all married and divorced folks into another place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Santa, I just found something odd! It looks like hair, and I don't own any pets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Santa;&lt;/em&gt; Oh No! It's can't be?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meanwhile in an undisclosed hellish location...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Dark Presence;&lt;/em&gt; You are a good detective, Santa! I am glad that you are troubled! Your troubled spirit will lead you right to me! Which is fortunate since I have no power to escape this place unless you come with all your powerful Christmas magic that I can use to my escape and manipulation of your world!!! Ha! Ha! Ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;Next Time;&lt;/em&gt; Evil Revealed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-5089633552332424861?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/5089633552332424861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=5089633552332424861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/5089633552332424861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/5089633552332424861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/12/bad-to-worse-with-dash-of-hope.html' title='Bad to Worse! (With a dash of Hope)'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/R2iTMnaVdyI/AAAAAAAAARk/HpGN6rXkUV4/s72-c/Hell1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-7555795767148338653</id><published>2007-12-19T13:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:15.261-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singles Party!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/R2hDB3aVdxI/AAAAAAAAARc/-yXF94GD3yw/s1600-h/singlesparty1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145436273604130578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/R2hDB3aVdxI/AAAAAAAAARc/-yXF94GD3yw/s320/singlesparty1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; This picture above is a reflection of what four guys I know, wanted Tom's Singles Christmas Party to look like! They did not get their wish! They were a bit upset about it. That is why I am not mentioning their names:) Anyway, I had a great time, as I sang Kareoke, and opened White Elephant gifts! I did find it odd that there were not many single women at the party?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh I forgot to mention what happened on Saturday late morning as I was over the Congo? I bet you are more interested in what happened over the Congo and how I managed to make it to the "Singles Christmas Party"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well here it is:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was quickly plummeting from the sky, due to ice build up, and thought that it might be due to being to high up in the atmospere, until I seen from the rear view mirror a icy monstrosity!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Suddenly the screen popped up again and Santa has another pre-recorded message!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Santa on the screen;&lt;/em&gt; Ho! Ho! Ho! Keith, I forgot to mention some important features of this car I gave you. That is what I get for being over 1800 years old! Ho! Ho! Ho! In case of ice build up, just simply press the "Ice Blue" button! Santa, over and out! Ho! Ho! Ho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I immediately pressed the "Ice Blue" button and melted the ice build up and gave the icy monstrosity a hot foot! The ice mostrosity seemly disappeared and I gently descended towards the Congo and closer to my goal!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;As I landed the tribes people guarding the item ran off frightened by my robot car! I obtained the item and started to take off! (Wondering what the item is? Time for patience, readers:)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;As I headed upward the ice mostrosity came at me again and this time I was fully ready for it as I gave it a fireblast and send it towards the gassy swamp! A small explosion erupted and I did not see it anywhere.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Heading back West I encountered another threat! This time a fiery beast grappled the robot car, and causing it to quickly overheat! The screen popped up again! And the pre-recorded Santa message said...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Santa on the screen;&lt;/em&gt; Ho! Ho! Ho! I forgot to mention the time jumping feature that you can use! Since you are an honorary "Time Agent" I thought you would enjoy this feature! Press the "Brown Button"! Ho! Ho! Ho! Santa, over and out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I immediately press the "Brown Button" and returned home, but it was too late for the robot car. It was damaged beyond repair.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is when I called my single friend Marc for a ride to the "Singles Christmas Party"!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;After a good nights rest, I found a few things odd on Sunday morning?! Michael and Angela's car was in the driveway and they were nowhere to be found in the house. Also odd was when I called my parents and they did not answer their phone? They always answer!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Suddenly a load noise cam from my chimney and Santa popped out very frantic! He uttered...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Santa;&lt;/em&gt; Keith!!! All the parents in the world are missing! What did you do? How did this happen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next Time;&lt;/em&gt; Bad to Worse!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Peace!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Keith&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-7555795767148338653?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/7555795767148338653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=7555795767148338653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/7555795767148338653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/7555795767148338653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/12/singles-party.html' title='Singles Party!'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/R2hDB3aVdxI/AAAAAAAAARc/-yXF94GD3yw/s72-c/singlesparty1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-8847142863311422955</id><published>2007-12-18T10:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:15.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgetfulness!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/R2g9GXaVdwI/AAAAAAAAARU/KEwA7p5ESxA/s1600-h/forgetfulelephant1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145429753843775234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/R2g9GXaVdwI/AAAAAAAAARU/KEwA7p5ESxA/s320/forgetfulelephant1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/R2gStXaVdvI/AAAAAAAAARM/GPNXe53Fqww/s1600-h/krampusonereturns.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145383144858679026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/R2gStXaVdvI/AAAAAAAAARM/GPNXe53Fqww/s320/krampusonereturns.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Michael and Angela pull up to Keith's house and notice an astounding structure!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Angela;&lt;/em&gt; Michael! What is that? Is that a robot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Michael;&lt;/em&gt; Sure looks like one...I wonder what's it is doing...OHHH! It just rocketed to the skies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Angela;&lt;/em&gt; WOW!!! I can't wait to tell Keith about this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Michael and Angela hurry inside and as they try to find Keith, Angela accidently bumps into Keith's Christmas tree! The ornament drops and shatters across the floor!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Michael;&lt;/em&gt; Oops Angela! I hope that wasn't expensive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Angela;&lt;/em&gt; It sure looked expensive! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meanwhile...rocketing skyward!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; What is going on? Last I remember I finally got into the drivers seat and hit the green botton and now, I can't seem to focus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith is just minutes away from entering the atmosphere!!! And while that is going on! Inside an icy palace! Talking to a crature that only he can hear!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jack Frost;&lt;/em&gt; You want me to do what? Why is he so important? He is going to do what??? Ok, Ok, I understand now, we can't let that happen! It could unbalance everything! I will take care of him immediately!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meanwhile heading closer towards space! Keith is able to take control over the robot!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Finally! I thought I was going to be lost in space! This thing has one heck of a throttle! Ok, time try and focus, but the probably is that I am unable to? I thought that ornament was able to help with focus even in long distances? Oh well, I do remember that the item I seek is in Africa! Next stop, the Congo! I always wanted to go to the Congo:) I better make it fast so I don't miss the "Christmas Singles Party" that Tom is hosting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Suddenly the robot gets hit hard, but the shields hold! Unfortunately Keith notices that the robot seems to be gaining mass!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; What is this thing doing know? Did I hit another botton by mistake? Best check my monitor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith flips on the rear montior and views a horrific site!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meanwhile back at Keith's place. Michael and Angela are busy on the computers and encounter a sopt of trouble!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Angela;&lt;/em&gt; Michael! Did you hear that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Michael;&lt;/em&gt; Hear what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Angela:&lt;/em&gt; That?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Michael;&lt;/em&gt; I don't hear anything, maybe you hear...oh my...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dark Presense; So you thought you could just simply forget about me! You and Santa!!! Wait!...who are you two? What are you two doing in Keith's house???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next Time;&lt;/em&gt; Singles Party!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Peace!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Keith&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-8847142863311422955?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/8847142863311422955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=8847142863311422955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/8847142863311422955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/8847142863311422955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/12/forgetfulness.html' title='Forgetfulness!'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/R2g9GXaVdwI/AAAAAAAAARU/KEwA7p5ESxA/s72-c/forgetfulelephant1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-8430629089499482937</id><published>2007-12-16T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:15.722-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally, Mobility!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/R2gJenaVduI/AAAAAAAAARE/mz4cS839_7E/s1600-h/whitecarcity1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145372995850958562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/R2gJenaVduI/AAAAAAAAARE/mz4cS839_7E/s320/whitecarcity1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;After much concentration, and becan to sit down, on a Saturday morning with some difficultly due to my hip being immoblized in a brace:( and I starting consuming the Fruits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;With each bite I experienced love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;As soon as I was done with the very last drop of the fruits juices, I immediately experienced an awareness of a malevolent precense! Then it hide itself away and I could no longer sense it. It sent chills up my spine!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;My next step would be to check on my car since Santa said that this is how I was going to get around!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I enter the car as best as I could with my healing right hip and as I turned the key, a screen popped up!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Santa on the screen;&lt;/em&gt; Ho! Ho! Ho! I trust that you ate and enjoyed all the fruits of the spirit? Now it is time to go get those gifts! Press the red button, only after you left the garage! Very important!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; But Santa, my right leg is my driving leg and I can't drive yet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Santa on the screen;&lt;/em&gt; "This is a prerecorded message, not a two way communication." Ho! Ho! Ho! And God Bless your journey Keith! Over and out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now what do I do, I can't drive my car? Then Suddenly an elf appeared in my passenger seat but only for an instant!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elf 1;&lt;/em&gt; Here you go Keith! Read carefully! Santa forgot to give you this! He is getting forgetful in his old age of 1800. Bye bye now and have a joyous Christmas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Wait! I can't even read the cover! Ahh...he disappeared in a hurry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;As I opened the book, the instruction manual was all in elvish! I hope they are making their toys better than making mistakes of who can read what! Then I remember the focus ornament on my Christmas tree and after about five minutes of focusing I was able to read elvish!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;After 20 minutes of reading I found nothing on how to not use my leg to drive the car:( I figured, no pain no gain and I used the garage door opener and drove out of the garage, with my leg throbbing really bad I still made it to the driveway. Then I pushed the red buttom as instructed by the pre-recorded Santa, and I then realized that I forgot to buckle up!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;As I was sent flailing through out my car the car seemed to grow in size and as I managed to see in the rear view mirror, a spectacular sight! My car is a "Transformering Robot Car"!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was so excited to try out this robot, but then I remembered that I need to get all my shopping in before the "Singles Christmas Party" at Tom's house on Saturday night!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;So far I am not any closer to figuring out how to move this robot or myself as I lay like a hopeless rag doll inside the robot car.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;One thing I realized, is I am not really focusing on what gifts to get each person, so while I can do nothing else by lay here, and watch my neighbors gawk at my robot car standing in my driveway, I might as well think of what to get...Ahh ha! I got it!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Meanwhile Michael and Angela call Keith's cell phone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Michael;&lt;/em&gt; Keith's not answering his phone. Oh well, let's go over to his house anyway!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next Time;&lt;/em&gt; Forgetfulness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-8430629089499482937?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/8430629089499482937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=8430629089499482937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/8430629089499482937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/8430629089499482937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/12/finally-mobility.html' title='Finally, Mobility!!!'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/R2gJenaVduI/AAAAAAAAARE/mz4cS839_7E/s72-c/whitecarcity1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-8806388756418128977</id><published>2007-12-14T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:16.007-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa's Gifts to Keith!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/R2GY-mD9ZFI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Z8xsDG2Cwuo/s1600-h/Santasface1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143560450570282066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/R2GY-mD9ZFI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Z8xsDG2Cwuo/s320/Santasface1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Santa;&lt;/em&gt; HO! HO! HO! Keith, these gifts will help you better understand your friends and family!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Ahhh...Santa this gift is an ornament?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Santa;&lt;/em&gt; Keith my good friend, this gift needs to be hung on your tree while you use them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; What are they?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Santa;&lt;/em&gt; Hang this on your tree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;As I hung the ornament, I had amazing focus! I am normally distracted by bright lights and shiny objects, but when this ornament was hanging, I was focused well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Santa;&lt;/em&gt; Make sure that the ornament is secure for if it drops, you will be unfocused again, and if it breaks, it is completely unuseable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Santa, this next gift looks to big to be on my tree?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Santa;&lt;/em&gt; Unwrap it, and see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Ahhh, Santa, what does a fruit basket have to do with me helping pick out quality gifts for friends and family? Not many of them eat very healthly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Santa;&lt;/em&gt; Keith, you are not judging by appearance. Here have a taste of this apple!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;As I bit into the apple, I felt incredible "Peace" that surpassed all my understanding!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; WOW! Santa, let me guess, is this "Fruit of the Spirit"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Santa;&lt;/em&gt; (Clapping) HO! HO! HO! Very good Keith! You are well focused and after you consume all that fruit, you will be ready for finding quality gifts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Ahhh, all the fruit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Santa;&lt;/em&gt; Every last drop, or it will not last long!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Santa, I already have access to "Fruit of the Spirit".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Santa;&lt;/em&gt; This fruit will give you 100% perfection in all "Fruit of the Spirit" for 48 hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; I am going to have one heck of a tummy ache!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Santa;&lt;/em&gt; Ho! Ho! Ho! You will be fine, the fruit is holy. Ho! Ho! Ho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; One more important detail Santa, all this focus and fruits of the Spirit won't be able to get me mobile without your help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Santa;&lt;/em&gt; Remember, I have more gifts to give you, but these come first. Once you have concentrated your focus on gift giving and ate all the fruit, then work your way to your car. Now, enjoy and I will be back periodicly through the week to give you your other gifts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;And then Santa flew up the chimney!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Looks like I need to get my grub on?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next Time;&lt;/em&gt; Finally Mobility!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-8806388756418128977?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/8806388756418128977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=8806388756418128977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/8806388756418128977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/8806388756418128977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/12/santas-gifts-to-keith.html' title='Santa&apos;s Gifts to Keith!'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/R2GY-mD9ZFI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Z8xsDG2Cwuo/s72-c/Santasface1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-4611099165380706800</id><published>2007-12-13T12:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:16.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homecoming!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/R2GQRmD9ZEI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/v8BgGgKQmKk/s1600-h/Welcomehome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143550881383146562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/R2GQRmD9ZEI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/v8BgGgKQmKk/s320/Welcomehome.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, it has been about 5 weeks out of full right hip surgery and I am still feeling very useless. I can barely geet around with a walker and I tried using the Quad cane the other day (Coining by Seth Forness as sounding like a very cool weapon) and I am paying for it today with lots of pain in my back that I had to turn back to my Vicodin, rather than Tylenol:(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I would of Blogged earier in my recovery, but I was on my parents dail up connection and that is not fun to play with. I stayed with my folks for about 4 weeks and they were sad to see me go, but glad that I was feeling well enough to get plugged back into my place again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I thought I was going to receive a grander homecoming, but instead I was greated by "Egg People" in my bed room. Not sci fi at all, but a clever decoration/prank by my roomie Nate and good friend Craig Larson A.K.A. "Time Walker"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;I did appreciate it, but I am always imagining my friends popping up and yelling "Welcome Home"!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A lot has happened since I been laid up. I am thankfully on "Short Term" disability from work so I am glad to get a full paycheck while I heal.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Christmas Season is fast approaching and I still have not got my Christmas shopping completed! I was glad that the internet makes things easy, but not everything can be found on the internet!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thankfully I called in one of my connections! He came rather quickly, as only he can:)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I heard the echoing from the fireplace upstairs and as I hobbled upstairs with my crutches, he uttered...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Santa;&lt;/em&gt; Ho! Ho! Ho! Seasons Greetings my dear friend Keith! How are you feeling today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me; Not to well Santa. I feel like I got hit by a Mach Truck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Santa;&lt;/em&gt; I am guessing you don't want a Mach Truck for Christmas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me;&lt;/em&gt; Nope, cause I might get hit by it:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Santa;&lt;/em&gt; HO! HO! HO! Very funny! I got somethings that is going to help you in your Christmas shopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: &lt;/em&gt;Wait Santa, I thought in calling you in that you would be able to get the gifts for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Santa;&lt;/em&gt; I don't pick up "Gift Cards" and besides, they are not a true gift! Couldn't you be more creative?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me;&lt;/em&gt; Santa, I just like giving friends and family access to their own gifts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Santa;&lt;/em&gt; Get to know your friends and family better Keith! Besides, you have plenty of time now that you are recovering? I am sorry to be so hard on you, but maybe after I give you these gifts, you will reconsider "Gift Cards"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me;&lt;/em&gt; Ok Santa, what are they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next Time;&lt;/em&gt; Santa's Gifts to Keith!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-4611099165380706800?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/4611099165380706800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=4611099165380706800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/4611099165380706800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/4611099165380706800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/12/homecoming.html' title='Homecoming!'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/R2GQRmD9ZEI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/v8BgGgKQmKk/s72-c/Welcomehome.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-3033909680832478920</id><published>2007-10-19T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:16.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back for more blogging!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RxouRHLwrDI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Z7rNe5l76uc/s1600-h/falloutdoors2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123458397608389682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RxouRHLwrDI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Z7rNe5l76uc/s320/falloutdoors2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey Gang!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been way too long since I blogged, so I am back for more blogging. It was good taking a break, but I thought it would be good to get back into it again since I am coming up fast on my surgery date on November 6th. I will have plenty of time to blog then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am still conteplating if I will go fiction stories like before or real life. Stay tuned!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your friend,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-3033909680832478920?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/3033909680832478920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=3033909680832478920' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/3033909680832478920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/3033909680832478920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/10/swatches.html' title='Back for more blogging!'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RxouRHLwrDI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Z7rNe5l76uc/s72-c/falloutdoors2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-1451981796467962884</id><published>2007-08-09T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:16.614-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dental Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RryCTNidZyI/AAAAAAAAAQk/YGcjsDkX_Uo/s1600-h/dentaldelight2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097092144839878434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RryCTNidZyI/AAAAAAAAAQk/YGcjsDkX_Uo/s320/dentaldelight2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most people hate going to the dentist! I may sound really wrong but I enjoy my dentist and his peeps! I had a chipped molar and it was gonna be some work! My doc gave me two options! Either a crown which can be very expensive or the standard plastic filling. I went plastic, since I would not wanna bust out the plastic to pay for the crown. My dentist asured me that both options are good for the time being. The crown is for the long haul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was time for the novicane! I was given two shots for maximum numbness! The work that my dentist had to do was gonna require a dry mouth which took about five minutes, but felt like a day! My dentist's assistant asked me to go to another place. I immediately transported myself to the northshore. The noises in my mouth sounded like the waves and the wind. The dental assistant said that I had my own weather system in my mouth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another reason that I enjoy my dentist is that we both have wacky sense of humor! We enjoy making the others in the room laugh during my time there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The reason why I even needed the work done is due to my bad habit of clenching my teeth when I get upset or angry:( When I was eating like weekend iswhen I noticed that part of my tooth missing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later that day I was hanging with my parents and my Dad (Pops) stated that he does not take novicane for the dental work! He stated that it makes him sore, so he just takes the drilling straight on! Thats hardcore!!! My Dad is a hardy Norweigan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom thinks I am some kind of design genius, so I will be busy on Friday helping her with my parents interior design. I am glad I am good for something:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next time; Swatches!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-1451981796467962884?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/1451981796467962884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=1451981796467962884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/1451981796467962884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/1451981796467962884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/08/dental-work.html' title='Dental Work'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RryCTNidZyI/AAAAAAAAAQk/YGcjsDkX_Uo/s72-c/dentaldelight2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-5049411595451004616</id><published>2007-08-08T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:16.787-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leon is Responsible!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RraVT9idZxI/AAAAAAAAAQc/_1mQrOEzA9o/s1600-h/leonisresponsible2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095424198585444114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RraVT9idZxI/AAAAAAAAAQc/_1mQrOEzA9o/s320/leonisresponsible2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leon Dehneke is one of my favorite Rockers, and one of my top brothers in Christ!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He looks like a quiet guy, but he is very conversative and you should hear him snore!!! It rattles the windows! That is how he got his tag line of "Leon is Resposible" in Lima Peru! Miguel was trying to sleep but he was 1. Very emotional about going to Machu Pichu, and 2. Leon is Responsible! (Meaning that his snoring kept Miguel awake!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leon really is responsible, and a Great leader! He leads Celebrate Recovery with a few others and in my opinion, he is doing a great job! I visited a couple times and really like what CR is cooking up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leon also has a great sense of humor, and is very creative! See picture above! He looks quite fetching in his flower hat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next time; Dental Work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-5049411595451004616?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/5049411595451004616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=5049411595451004616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/5049411595451004616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/5049411595451004616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/08/leon-is-responsible.html' title='Leon is Responsible!'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RraVT9idZxI/AAAAAAAAAQc/_1mQrOEzA9o/s72-c/leonisresponsible2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-7863553552032350622</id><published>2007-08-07T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:17.022-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dumpster Daze!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RraP8tidZwI/AAAAAAAAAQU/hzZxO1GOiUo/s1600-h/dumpsterdaze2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095418301595346690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RraP8tidZwI/AAAAAAAAAQU/hzZxO1GOiUo/s320/dumpsterdaze2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;During the weekend of August 3rd thru the 5th, Lizzy, Nate, Craig and I rented a dumpster to clean out stuff from former roomies we had over the last seven years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictured above is Lizzy (not his real name) and Craig! More on those two of my many crazy friends in a later blog posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was fun and liberating to get rid of so much crap! And we recounted so many stories of days past! Most of the roomies, usually would leave and left behind most of their junk in my garage! After many attempts to contact them, we gave up since they were not contacting us back. In the dumpster it went!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lizzy got rid of his bed and boxspring, and Craig got rid of a globe lamp he had accidently dropped 5 minutes before were were ready to load up the dumpster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I went through a personal inventory of all the stuff I buy and collect and had many convictions this weekend. Good and tough all through out the weekend. I was glad to through out alot of junk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all filled that 20 yard dumpster to the brim! That's 15 feet long by 7 and a half wide by 5 feet high! Sheesh! Thats a load of junk!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The house never looked cleaner! And Nate was a miracle worker in making the art studio actually look like an art studio once again! More blogging on that later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did take breaks and enjoyed some social time with friends! One of the social party's was a pool party are Kim, who was in the same small group as me last season! One of my friends that was at Kim's pool party was Leon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next Time; Leon is Responsible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-7863553552032350622?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/7863553552032350622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=7863553552032350622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/7863553552032350622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/7863553552032350622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/08/dumpster-daze.html' title='Dumpster Daze!'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RraP8tidZwI/AAAAAAAAAQU/hzZxO1GOiUo/s72-c/dumpsterdaze2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-4192457366809181820</id><published>2007-08-06T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:17.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Path</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RqgYVdidZvI/AAAAAAAAAQM/nNZecc51wSM/s1600-h/path2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091346135727826674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RqgYVdidZvI/AAAAAAAAAQM/nNZecc51wSM/s320/path2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey Gang,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took quite the long break, but breaks are always needed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going forward my blog entries will be based on more realities than fiction! It I break into fiction I will prepare you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stay tuned, and feel free to make comments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-4192457366809181820?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/4192457366809181820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=4192457366809181820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/4192457366809181820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/4192457366809181820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/08/new-path.html' title='A New Path'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RqgYVdidZvI/AAAAAAAAAQM/nNZecc51wSM/s72-c/path2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-4116733052363235568</id><published>2007-05-19T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:17.525-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"A Week in the Life" Day 7 Super Wrap Up Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RlobuepPaAI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Mvo7nq_Mtnk/s1600-h/saturday2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069394815872886786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RlobuepPaAI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Mvo7nq_Mtnk/s320/saturday2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As I woke up on Saturday morning I just could not get Elizabeth out of my mind. Especially since she was wrapped around me all night. I could hear the kids being restless in Lizzy room. I wonder what Lizzy might of been thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a busy day ahead as the plan would be to hang out with my friends Nate, at around 11:30am and we were hanging with Ben, Seth, and Matt later at 4pm for Bowling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went downstairs to my computer. (My morning ritual) and I seen an e-message back from Rhoda. I hade sent one to her before bed last night and already got a reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My message was this;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;To: Rhoda&lt;br /&gt;From: Keith S&lt;br /&gt;05.11.07&lt;br /&gt;Hey Rhoda,&lt;br /&gt;Glad to get a quick response! Yes I am interested in getting to know you better.&lt;br /&gt;What do you like doing for fun?&lt;br /&gt;Do you prefer indoors or outdoors best?&lt;br /&gt;Do you serve at charities or help at soup kitchens to feed homeless and children in need.&lt;br /&gt;The reason why I ask these questions is to know where you heart is. As you said, pictures can show one side, but the heart is forever.&lt;br /&gt;I love being outside as much as possible. I love hiking, kayaking, camping, rock climbing, and just chilling on the beach.&lt;br /&gt;I spent time in Peru helping build two homes and repaired one roof for people in a poor neighborhood, and part of the team I was on made the Peruvian newspaper. As our reward we went to Machu Pichu and it was incredlibly majestic!&lt;br /&gt;I love serving and one of my favorite non profits is "Feed my Starving Children"&lt;br /&gt;Write soon!&lt;br /&gt;Keith&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Keith S&lt;br /&gt;Date:May 11, 2007 9:46 am&lt;br /&gt;Subject:Hi KEITH&lt;br /&gt;Hi Keith,&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the mail,&lt;br /&gt;I love to Read and sometimes Swim for fun and also play with my bass guitar&lt;br /&gt;I do prefer indoor best and i do serve at charities i played with children alot love to play with them....yeah am plain and Tender hearthed, Caring Faithful and above all God Fearing....Kno&amp;shy;w what i love your qualities and i do Travell i love to meet new people probably make friend....&lt;br /&gt;Guess what am a Mixed Race....Dad from the United states and Mum a Nigerian...he told me that before his Death late Last year he said he met my mum when he were to execute a contract over there in Nigeria and guess what ...am here in Nigeria to pay Mum a Courtesy Visit after my Final Examination at the College...I hope to read from yo soon.&lt;br /&gt;Bye and stay cooollllllllll&amp;shy;llllllllllllll&amp;shy;&amp;shy;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rhoda....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She seems friendly enough:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I called C.E.O. Harrington to see if they obtained some new info?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;C.E.O. Harrington; Come to headquarter immediately!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith; Ok, whatever for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;C.E.O. No questions! Get here A.S.A.P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could not understand why Harrington was so demanding but I decided I best check in soon and get this over with before one of my best friends Nate Howard comes over!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once I entered a slowly fading Galileen Time Agency building, I was tackled by my collegees and brought to the lab. I seemed like I was asleep for days, when I came too, and seen a face that I though we lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O'Malley; Welcome back Time Agent Keith, how are you doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith: I thought you were missing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O'Malley: I was here the whole time! Trying to figure out what was happening to you. The "Blue Fire Alien" left behind such a powerful residue that it started affecting your mind and you were imagining the former "Married World" mixed in with you own world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith: So, what is true and what is not true?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O'Malley: The report is all here, so read it at your leisure. In the meantime you need to get back home and meet your friend Nate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided to read the full report later. I had a grand saturday of hanging with one of my best freinds Nate and then connecting with our friends Ben, Matt, and Seth for Bowling. Nate and I then went to our friend Rachel's 30th b-day party, and then to Spiderman 3 with his girlfriend, and our mutual friend Sarah Lawrence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once I got home, I wondered what it would be like to finally have a sweety! I opened my e-mail and got a real shock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;From: Rhoda W.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To: Keith&lt;br /&gt;Date:May 12, 2007 10:19 am&lt;br /&gt;Subject:I Am Fortunate&lt;br /&gt;Dear Keith,&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know that I am very fortunate and very lucky to have you in my life. You're the best thing that has ever happened to me. You made me very happy and you made my life complete.&lt;br /&gt;The first time I saw your pic was the best time in my life. You're the one who taught me how to love again. You gave so much happiness and so much love to my heart ... keep in mind always that whatever happens, "You're my one and only love." I love you with all my heart and soul.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, my love, for loving me and for giving me a chance to show you how much I love you and how much you mean the world to me. I know we're a thousand miles apart right now, but I'll be right here waiting for you, my love. I love you always and forever.&lt;br /&gt;Love always,&lt;br /&gt;Rhoda.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;From Rhoda W.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To: Keith&lt;br /&gt;Date:May 12, 2007 10:22 am&lt;br /&gt;Subject:The Day We Met&lt;br /&gt;Dear Keith,&lt;br /&gt;The day we met is the day I will never forget. Over and over I replay our chat and our first mailing conversation in my mind! You are so amazing you drive me crazy! You make me feel so happy and complete. If I hadn't met you. I know I'd still be searching... searching for you!&lt;br /&gt;Ever since that special day, we have both grown in such a special way. And although I don't say it as often I want, I do want to say it now or else time will just pass me by again and I'll only keep wondering when. I want to say, "I love you, I need you, and I want you." Thank you for all the beautiful e-mails you've sent me, all the wonderful gifts you've mailed me and all the sweet words that just seem to be said at the right time and the right place.&lt;br /&gt;You have the key to my heart and one day, when we meet, we will never, ever be apart! Alas! To finally kiss your tender warm lips, to feel your gentle hands, to look into those soft brown eyes and know you are the one I've been waiting for! I Love you, Keith! "Ich liebe dich."&lt;br /&gt;Yours and only yours,&lt;br /&gt;Rhoda.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crap! I didn't think this e-mailing would turn into an obsessive situation!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next Time:&lt;/em&gt; What is love? Baby don't hurt me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-4116733052363235568?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/4116733052363235568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=4116733052363235568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/4116733052363235568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/4116733052363235568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/05/week-in-life-day-7-super-wrap-up.html' title='&quot;A Week in the Life&quot; Day 7 Super Wrap Up Saturday'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RlobuepPaAI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Mvo7nq_Mtnk/s72-c/saturday2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-297319408157085873</id><published>2007-05-18T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:17.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"A Week in the Life" Day 6 Freakish Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RlOva-pPZ_I/AAAAAAAAAPs/kHnZ8uHS_W0/s1600-h/RhodaW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067586883749373938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RlOva-pPZ_I/AAAAAAAAAPs/kHnZ8uHS_W0/s320/RhodaW.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday! Finally I made it to Friday! This is the start of my three day weekend every week! Unfortunately I had some unfinished business! I found out that my house in on top of a time anomaly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In my bed I found a ghost. During one of my previous adventures I encountered another dimension in which I was married, but it was a dimension that voilently invaded our world with the help of a "Blue Fire Alien" and a disgruntled Galileen Time Agency worker named Donovan that simply wanted to win his x-wife back to him, so the only way this could work was to manipulate time and space and everyone became married except for management workers of the Galileen Time Agency and the very strong will of Donovan's ex-wife. These people that were fighting Donovan's will were sent to a type of hell. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I quickly called C.E.O. Harrington and asked him if Donovan was safely locked away. And Harrington gave some shocking news. Donovan was missing! I asked if I need to come in to run and investigation. C.E.O. Harrington said that he was sending Zedmore on it, and asked me to try and sit back and enjoy my weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the disappearance of O'Malley and Donovan, I found it hard to relax.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For some strange reason, I decided to go onto a website called "Tagged". My friend Teresa from Peru sent me the link so her and I could stay in touch. As I was trying to relax and puruse the website I noticed an attractive face. Her name is Rhoda (Pictured above), and I normally don't do this but I sent a message to Rhoda, that went like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To: Rhoda W&lt;br /&gt;Date: May 11, 2007 8:41 am&lt;br /&gt;Subject: no subject&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Rhoda, How is life in flordia?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Interested in knowing you better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Write soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To my surprise I received a quick e-message back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To: Keith S &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: May 11, 2007 8:49 am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Hi...Keith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, So, looks like the time has arrived for me to start using this account. I can resist it no more! I took a look at your profile and well, I liked what I saw.. ;p&lt;br /&gt;So um, my name is Rhoda. I think you and I should probably be friends, because you seem pretty fun, and maybe even cute! (it's so hard to tell in this digital world :)&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'd go on all day, but I want to get an answer from you.. , I'm always on over there: Then maybe we could chat sometime! Here is my Yahoo IM &lt;a href="mailto:Rhodxxx@yahoo.com"&gt;mailto:Rhodxxx@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt; you know what they say.. looks wins over the eyes, but personality wins over the heart.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;Talk to you soon,&lt;br /&gt;Rhoda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never experienced such an eager e-message before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suddenly I hear the sound of a woman crying. It sounded like Elizabeth. I still remember her voice and how she would cry. That dimension really left an impression on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The crying got stronger and I was drawn to a mirror in the hallway where I seen my wife from the "Married" dimension reaching out her arms to me and asking me to come to her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I needed to get out of the house! I jumped into my car and drove to a nearby park. I stayed until Rock time. I had a hard time concentrating on the ROCK message since I could not get Elizabeth out of my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once home, I avoided the mirror since it freaked me out, and I noticed something out. When I was not in the light, my skin would glow blue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next Time; "A Week in the Life" Day 7 Super Wrap Up Saturday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-297319408157085873?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/297319408157085873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/297319408157085873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/05/week-in-life-day-6-freakish-friday.html' title='&quot;A Week in the Life&quot; Day 6 Freakish Friday'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RlOva-pPZ_I/AAAAAAAAAPs/kHnZ8uHS_W0/s72-c/RhodaW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-1949800880005125686</id><published>2007-05-17T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:17.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"A Week in the Life" Day 5 Thankful Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RlChzOpPZ-I/AAAAAAAAAPk/RxpLU0GY2wM/s1600-h/tomhipps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066727482268280802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RlChzOpPZ-I/AAAAAAAAAPk/RxpLU0GY2wM/s320/tomhipps.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thursday morning and even though I had to go into work, I was still thankful. Not because I have a job, but there is many more reasons to be thankful. we need to always count our blessings. One blessing for me is that Thursday is my Friday!!! Secondly it was to be a short day since I took time off to celebrate my friend Tom HIpp's 45th B-Day party! &lt;p&gt;Before I could partake in the surprise b-day party for Tom, I needed to work out some research and once I checked in to work I found out that O'Malley turned up missing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I went to C.E.O. Harrington's office and checked to see if I could help find O'Malley . Harrington sternly said no and asked me to finish up my current project. He added that he can't afford to having me casing after every missing person, even if it involves me in some way or another.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As I was doing research, I did find a lead that was bringing me into O'Malleys time anomaly location! The dimensioal wall was becoming fragile in my neighborhood and C.E.O. Harrington was working out a project for me to investigate, but unfortunately he needed to go thru upper management, and as we all know, upper management is never quick about anything!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Soon party time and I am so looking forward to suprising my friend Tom, and suddenly I get an alert from my neighborhood! I call C.E.O. Harrington and let him know that my research and O'Malley's intersected, but he was not willing to send me out just yet. I replied; I am just going to be in the middle of it anyway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Even with that said, Harrington would not budge!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thankfully the day went by fast and I was off driving to Tom' place. Our friends Debra and Gordy masterminded the surprise b-day party and Tom had no clue. We had a great time of celebrating and talking about old stories and then Tom wanted to watch so ROCK TV episodes. I am thankful to have Tom Hipps as a great friend of mine. At this point I was very exhausted and I felt it was time to get home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Once home I turned on the tv to see that the cable tv was no longer on. This was normal since I don't pay for it, but I was shocked that the talk show was on tv. Where did someone get the footage. Maybe there is a practical joke brewing? And O'Malley is the main master mind of it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I decided to do a little side research at home in my time flyer and I noticed something familar! On the screen of my time flyer I could see an image of a planned neighborhood. Then suddenly I heard a noice and I ran inside. It was the sound of kids again, but this time it was loader and clearer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I ran upstairs and noticed yet again it was coming from Lizzy's room. Before I couls fully open Lizzy's door, I felt a tap on my shoulder. I nervously turned around, and I seen my room was clean again! Put someone was beneath the sheets!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thinking that this was a joke that probably involed my roomie, I quickly pulled back the sheets and found...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Elizabeth; Glad you finally made it home. Did you miss me?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next Time; "A Week in the Life" Day 6 Fantastic Friday&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Peace!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Keith&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-1949800880005125686?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/1949800880005125686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=1949800880005125686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/1949800880005125686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/1949800880005125686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/05/week-in-life-day-5-thankful-thursday.html' title='&quot;A Week in the Life&quot; Day 5 Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RlChzOpPZ-I/AAAAAAAAAPk/RxpLU0GY2wM/s72-c/tomhipps.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-540133488162047478</id><published>2007-05-16T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:18.054-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"A Week in the Life" Day 4 Weird Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Rk3On-pPZ9I/AAAAAAAAAPc/X0xhNM9Eh2s/s1600-h/strangecity2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065932342087870418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Rk3On-pPZ9I/AAAAAAAAAPc/X0xhNM9Eh2s/s320/strangecity2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was glad to find a better way to drive into work. The roads were still being worked on and it was not helping my stress levels!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First thing I decided to do was go to O'Malley's office and see if he received my voice message and see if he had any additional infomation on the dimensional anomaly? He was not in his office and the front desk stated that he might be on assignment since he had not checked into work yet. I unfortunately could not afford the luxury of leaving the office. I needed to stay till 9pm and work out some time information. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day went alot quicker than Tuesday which was odd since I would be putting in a 12 hour day. All the information I had was quite normal. No unusal happenings. I tried O'Malley again, but no answer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I asked C.E.O. Harrington if I could get access to O'Malley's work since he kind of included me in it. C.E.O. Harrington said that I could not without upper management's approval. I asked if he could push for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meanwhile I did get 30 minutes research time to pursue my own investigation on my neighborhood. Unfortunately I came up with nothing! Everything seemed fine, and then it hit me! The anomalies seem to be happening at night, and O'Malley usually pulls late nights. I was going to be in til 9pm so I asked if I could get more research time at 8:45pm. Unfortunately I was turned down on research.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I left the workplace, I noticed something odd outside. As I approached my car, it looked different. I knew it was my car, but it was not my sporty Grand Am GT, but a different looking car. I rubbed my eyes and my Grand Am GT was there again.I thought I would give O'Malley one more call, and his line was disconnected. I then turned around to look at his office window as a reflex and the entire Galileen Time Agency was missing!!! RUB THE EYES! RUB THE EYES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thankfully the workplace was back and I was leaving another message on O'Malley's voice mail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I drove home, I notice the sky was blue and bright, but it was already 9:30pm! Very odd!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once home I carefully walked into my place, ready for anything!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After about an hour I noticed that everything seemed normal (for my place anyway) and after so much needed e-mail catch up and viewing certain websites, I decided to widedown with watching some DVD shows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The odd thing is I find out that I somehow have cable tv, and a frightenly simuliar tv talk show comes on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOW DID THAT GET ON TV?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next Time; "A Week in the Life" Day 5 Thankful Thursday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-540133488162047478?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/540133488162047478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=540133488162047478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/540133488162047478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/540133488162047478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/05/week-in-life-day-4-weird-wednesday.html' title='&quot;A Week in the Life&quot; Day 4 Weird Wednesday'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Rk3On-pPZ9I/AAAAAAAAAPc/X0xhNM9Eh2s/s72-c/strangecity2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-4153484902639002127</id><published>2007-05-15T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:18.331-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"A Week in the Life" Day 3 Terrific Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Rk2xoepPZ8I/AAAAAAAAAPU/Yfs6gkMSARg/s1600-h/housechurch2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065900464840599490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Rk2xoepPZ8I/AAAAAAAAAPU/Yfs6gkMSARg/s320/housechurch2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesdays work day was going to be a short one. Unfortunately it seemed like the LONGEST DAY EVER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More of dealing with hostile aliens and time meddlers, paperwork and then...finally my first break! ARRRGGGHHH!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thankfully at my lunch break I got to read the bible and review Colosians chapter 1!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once I got back to work, O'Malley wanted to see me in his work station. I immediately headed over and he wanted to let me know that he discovered a strange dimensional anomaly. I asked if he had any idea of what it might be? O'Malley stated that it was still in unknown but he would let me know if he found out anything more, since the dimensional anomaly happens to be manifesting in my neighborhood! I asked if I am safe being in the house. O'Malley could only say that he would keep me posted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a grueling day of only 8 hours. I normally pull 10, but it seemed so much longer! I was ready for House Church! House Church takes place in Roseville, MN! Not too far from Minneapolis, so it is always a nice quick drive, and it is one of the biggest house churches that the ROCK has! I am blest! Also, we have a great bunch of Brothers and Sisters in Christ that attend this house church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This Tuesday night, Kevin Meyer started us out in Colosians. Then turn out wasn't as big as we hoped, but then when we were wrapping up the lesson and got done with a closing prayer, I opened my eyes and noticed that they were more people in the room! I did not recognize many of them. They took up every available chair and floor space. I rubbed my eyes and then they were gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stagged over to the cookies and refreshment a bit dazzled, and then after house church was done, I decided to call O'Malley and see if he noticed any dimensional anomalies in Roseville. Unfortunately I only got his voice mail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I made a quick stop to Cub Foods before getting home and I thought I seen someone familiar? I young woman was going thru the grocery store, but unfortunately the familiarity escaped me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Arriving home, I got inside and I thought I heard my name? It was a woman's voice. I could not distinquish the voice. I figured that it was just work stress geeting to me. Got to my room and it was cleaned and my bed was made again, but this time it was not illusional. It was really made! I wondered if my parents stopped by and my mom probably could not resist to clean my room and make my bed. Too late to call them now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next Time; "A Week in the Life" Day 4 Weird Wednesday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-4153484902639002127?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/4153484902639002127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=4153484902639002127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/4153484902639002127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/4153484902639002127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/05/week-in-life-day-3-terrific-tuesday.html' title='&quot;A Week in the Life&quot; Day 3 Terrific Tuesday'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Rk2xoepPZ8I/AAAAAAAAAPU/Yfs6gkMSARg/s72-c/housechurch2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-8655386754009544179</id><published>2007-05-14T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:18.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"A Week in the Life" Day 2 Manic Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RkktJUXJbQI/AAAAAAAAAPM/w09K7RY8BuA/s1600-h/manicmonday2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064628894062701826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RkktJUXJbQI/AAAAAAAAAPM/w09K7RY8BuA/s320/manicmonday2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday morning rush hours was a nightmare! I was not listening to the traffic reports until it was too late that the Hennepin/Lyndale exit was closed for painting. I wish I could use my time flyer, but the Galileen Time Agency restricts my use in the publc view. As usual whenever I am stuck in wall to wall traffic, I grit my teeth, and then I think of all the gas I am running on and the jacked-up price gouging that the gas company are sticking us with! I growl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day was going to be a long one since I flex my time during "House Church" weeks. I work for Wells Fargo Home Mortgage, but only as a cover for the Galileen Time Agency. It was a rough day of dealing with angry time menaces and other sorted creatures. All the yell and screaming eventually became like white noise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a full day of work, I was dreaming of being home and chilling to decompress after a stressful day. Unfortunately I received a phone call that the Millers had an urgent need to use my internet:( So much for a restful night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home and thankful the Millers gave me enough space to make my dinner. I couldn't help but hear voices upstairs, but I figured it was just the sound from downstairs carrying up as the internet and tv was being used. I desended downstairs and ate my dinner as Mike was begging me to play Marvel Ultimate Alliance. After time to digest my dinner, I finally gave in to Mike's request of Marvel Ultimate Alliance and we thankfully defeated the "Grey Gargoyle" which was kicking my Marvel Ultimate Alliance super team down several different times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was looking like Mike and Angela were gonna pull a late one at my place, so I let them know that they could stay up, but I was gonna hit the sack. I went to the bathroom, and once I was done, it was like they were never there? I walked around and I could not find them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I heard the voices of children. Crept out, I checked the computer and it was shut off, and the tv was not on. I then went upstairs and heard the voices of children coming from Lizzy's room. I sheepishly open the door, and...no one was in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured that it must be stress? I grabbed a Sobe (great for anything!) and tried to relax. I entered my bedroom and found my bed was made and the room was clean? This rarely happens unless I am having a house party. I rubbed my eyes and then it was back to it's messiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I asked myself, what the heck is going on?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a call to the Galileen Time Agency, they reported that nothing is wrong with the time stream and there seems to be no paranormal activity at my place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got to be losing it all to my stress levels?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next Time; A Week in the Life Day 3 Terrific Tuesday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-8655386754009544179?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/8655386754009544179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=8655386754009544179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/8655386754009544179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/8655386754009544179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/05/week-in-life-day-2-manic-monday.html' title='&quot;A Week in the Life&quot; Day 2 Manic Monday'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RkktJUXJbQI/AAAAAAAAAPM/w09K7RY8BuA/s72-c/manicmonday2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-5363900631932847591</id><published>2007-05-13T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:18.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"A Week in the Life" Day 1 Scrumptious Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Rkex4UXJbOI/AAAAAAAAAO8/EfFceMg0R4U/s1600-h/scrumptioussunday2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064211887097998562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Rkex4UXJbOI/AAAAAAAAAO8/EfFceMg0R4U/s320/scrumptioussunday2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday morning and I wake up franticly to thinking that I have to get breakfast ready for whatever guys are coming over for Men's Prayer! The griddle was still greasy from the last time we had mens breakfast which was two weeks ago. Thankfully nothing was growing on it. Ahhh, the life of bacholers. Thankfully my good friend Leon was over on Saturday helping me cleanup. My body was a wreck all week. Felt like my head was gonna fall off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the pancake batter mixed up and I hear a knock on the door, and it's...Mike Holley. I look around to see if other men are getting out of their cars and I see no one around. Kind of ghost townish in my neighborhood. For a church that states that we are a church of prayer, we don't see the turnouts. What man in his right mind would turn down free breakfast? Oh well...after about an hour one of my best friends Nate Howard shows up and is appalled at the lack of turn out. I just shrugged my shoulders and we sat down for a quick bite before prayer. Thankfully Marc Holtey showed up, so we had four guys total.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After wrapping up prayer, I had a lunch date with the Bibelheimers! It was a tasty time at "Granite City Grill and Bar". They had the salads, and I had a bacon cheeseburger that was bigger than my head. We chatted about mostly about work, and church, and a certain crush I have on a gal at the Rock. They stated they would pray about it. After a great time of catching up after many many months, we set another date for lunch in the month of June, and I rushed back to the house to clean up before house church. I put the finishing touches on my room and Leon came over early to finish helping clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately the people who brought the snacks brought very little amounts of snacks so my SG friends were wandering around the kitchen with not much to munch on. The Small Group study was not detailed as it had no bible verses, and no references to go on. It was about creationism vs evolution and how it affects our faith. After a rather grueling discussion during mini group (4 to 5 people per group) we mingled for a while, and then all the ladies left and it was just me and four of my dude friends hanging till 9:30pm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After they left I ran downstairs to watch my much anticipated cartoon "Justice League". As I was turning on the entertainment system, I noticed a person in the reflection on the glass window. Looked like they were in the room. I turned and I did not see anyone. I called out "Lizzy?, is that you?" No reply. I then wandered thru the house thinking that maybe one of our small groupers was still at my place searching for snacks?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After 10 minutes of searching, I found no one. Then Lizzy came in while I watching "Justice League". I was wrapping up the final season! Lizzy stated that he was turning in, and I decided it was time for bed too. As I passed the mirror in my bedroom, I saw yet another image of a person. I stopped, stepped back and looked, but whatever it was had to be caused by stress, or some uncooked beef?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next Time; "A Week in the Life" Day 2 Manic Monday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-5363900631932847591?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/5363900631932847591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=5363900631932847591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/5363900631932847591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/5363900631932847591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/05/week-in-life-day-1-scrumptious-sunday.html' title='&quot;A Week in the Life&quot; Day 1 Scrumptious Sunday'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Rkex4UXJbOI/AAAAAAAAAO8/EfFceMg0R4U/s72-c/scrumptioussunday2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-1464763812936389418</id><published>2007-04-30T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:18.829-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Long Intermission</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RjVa8UXJbNI/AAAAAAAAAO0/mxryvozxtAE/s1600-h/intermission2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059049748725066962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RjVa8UXJbNI/AAAAAAAAAO0/mxryvozxtAE/s320/intermission2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hey Gang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks yet again for reading!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to take a long break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be blogging again sometime this year! I need a much needed long break, so I can catch up on "Life" again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please feel free to give me feedback, or let me know what stories your enjoyed, which ones you could do without? What was your favotie characters, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friend!&lt;br /&gt;Keith&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-1464763812936389418?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/1464763812936389418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=1464763812936389418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/1464763812936389418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/1464763812936389418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/04/long-intermission.html' title='A Long Intermission'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RjVa8UXJbNI/AAAAAAAAAO0/mxryvozxtAE/s72-c/intermission2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-5542592622362989908</id><published>2007-04-27T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:19.508-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toby Time Part 15 "Farewell Toby"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RjVZc0XJbMI/AAAAAAAAAOs/A62mR022zyk/s1600-h/tobyfarewell2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059048108047559874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RjVZc0XJbMI/AAAAAAAAAOs/A62mR022zyk/s320/tobyfarewell2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toby, Michael Miller and I drove to the airport in Michaels car. We sat with Toby as he was very sad that he had to go back home. Toby had quite the adventure and wanted to continue living it. Toby flew out on Sunday April 22nd at around 3pm.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Michael and I drove off and then Michael asked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Michael;&lt;/em&gt; What happened? You said that you and Toby had alot of amazing experiences! I want to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Michael, you know that I cannot share my time traveling adventures with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Michael;&lt;/em&gt; Just this once, I promise I won't tell anyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Alright (Thinking that I will use the men in black device on Michael after I tell him what happened)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It went something like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time Agent Keith and C.E.O. Harrington along with the Galileen time staff were able to get the time ship operational, since the world was no longer burning. We never seen the earth so green in our lives. Strange thing is the human race was missing. A mystery for another time, since the historical timeline was restored.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Best head back to the Galileen headquarters in Saint Paul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;C.E.O. Harrington;&lt;/em&gt; The headquarters blew up, remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith; &lt;/em&gt;See on the timeline. It is fully restored. The menace of the Illuminati has ended, but Toby is missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;C.E.O. Harrington;&lt;/em&gt; Look at this read out. There is a powerful energy reading coming from the Illuminati's base.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; I can check it out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;C.E.O. Harrington;&lt;/em&gt; We are all going. Maybe we can learn from their tech?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;At the Illuminati base, Keith found something viewable.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Harrington, I find something that you might find interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;C.E.O. Harrington;&lt;/em&gt; What do you got Time Agent Keith?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They view the last moments of Toby squaring off with one of the Illuminati dressed in bronze, and Toby explodes the firebomb canisters.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;C.E.O. Harrington;&lt;/em&gt; Well, that is it then. Toby died to save our lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith; Notice something odd?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;C.E.O. Harrington; Yes! Nothing is damaged! How could an explotion not damage anything?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith; Wait just a minute, look at this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith slows down the video and they see Toby disappearing before the explosive canisters ignite!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;C.E.O. Harrington; So he is alive, but where did he go?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith; Check out this film footage from the Illuminati's database!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They view as cloned Keith shoots Moseaus and leaves him to die. Moseaus then pulls out a device and struggled at first, and then activates it. After much review. Keith reveals that the activation of the device coinsides with Toby's disappearance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;C.E.O. Harrington; Are you trying to show me that maybe Moseaus teleported Toby somewhere or...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith; I believe Moseaus deactivated his time walking power.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;C.E.O. Harrington;&lt;/em&gt; Then where do you believe Toby went?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; I suspect that Toby is in a safe place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The time agents rush back to base and find Toby chilling out eating potato chips with ranch dip and washing it all down with mountain dew.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toby;&lt;/em&gt; Hi guys! I am safe, but sadly I have no time walking powers anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;C.E.O. Harrington;&lt;/em&gt; Time Agent Keith please explain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith; &lt;/em&gt;Certainly! Toby's starting point was here, before he tripped the time bomb and ended up in prison. Once Moseaus deactivated Toby's timewalking power, it sprung back like a rubberband to the time before Moseaus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;C.E.O. Harrington;&lt;/em&gt; If that happened then Moseaus...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Is alive and currently imprisoned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;C.E.O. Harrington;&lt;/em&gt; Then the Illuminati are...?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; ...are trapped in the timeloop, again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;C.E.O. Harrington;&lt;/em&gt; My head hurts. I need to do some brushing up on time law.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; I need to get my guest back home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toby;&lt;/em&gt; And just when I was having fun! (Smiles)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meanwhile back in Keith's car driving away from the airport...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Michael Miller;&lt;/em&gt; That was quite a story!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; All in a time agent days work. Oh one more thing. (Keith flashes the memory eraser so Michael would not remember anything that was said.) I love technology.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Monday morning April 23rd, Toby called me to let me know that they flight went smoothly. Toby mentions how sad he is and hope to get back to the U.S. sooner than 10 months, but he knows that GOD's will for Toby is currently in Berlin.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next Time;&lt;/em&gt; "A Long Intermission"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-5542592622362989908?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/5542592622362989908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=5542592622362989908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/5542592622362989908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/5542592622362989908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/04/toby-time-part-15-farewell-toby.html' title='Toby Time Part 15 &quot;Farewell Toby&quot;'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RjVZc0XJbMI/AAAAAAAAAOs/A62mR022zyk/s72-c/tobyfarewell2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-3397503453236237432</id><published>2007-04-26T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:19.521-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toby Time Part 14 "Toby saves the Day!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RjJP7kXJbLI/AAAAAAAAAOk/PeHxnA3OXbQ/s1600-h/tobytimesaving2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058193216282127538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RjJP7kXJbLI/AAAAAAAAAOk/PeHxnA3OXbQ/s320/tobytimesaving2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Toby was reluctantly brought back in time by Moseaus who was able to force Tody into doing his will. Moseaus was currently unaware of his imminate demise to the Illuminati's fire storm in 2006!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toby;&lt;/em&gt; Where did Moseaus bring us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toby finds a new stand and notices that the time is December 1999. Toby suspects that Moseaus is going to use the scare of 2000 to seize power. Toby shakes his head, since He believes Moseaus is a second rate power mad man.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Moseaus was currently bragging about how dangerous he is and finally told Toby how he created his time walking abilities! Moseaus implanted a device inside Toby at a very young age. The device helped Toby absorb knowledge quickly, and manifest it physically. For years Toby was using this ability unknowestly in reading programing books and has since then became an amazing game designer. Moseaus noticed the timeline of Toby and Keith intersecting and knew that it was only a matter of time before Toby was be entralled by the time books that Keith as a Time Agent must read as a job requirement.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Moseaus; Alright Toby, soon I shall activate a device that will transmit thru tv and radio, so as millions listen and watch, they will be hyponotized into following me! Their fear of 2000 will already breakdown their will! HA HA HA HA HA!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toby;&lt;/em&gt; You no nothing about power! I challenge you to a game! Since you think you are so powerful and you think you are a time menace let us gather real live fighters from the past! Whomever wins gets to use the power of time walking! If you win, I will willingly submit to being your time walking errand boy. If I win, you go right back to prison!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Moseaus; Why should I do this? I already got you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toby;&lt;/em&gt; Nope! Goodbye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toby starts time walking and Moseaus yells...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Moseaus; STOP! I will play your game! You are right, that I do not have a solid hold on you, expect to deactivate your power.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toby;&lt;/em&gt; And if you do that, we are both stuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Moseaus; Right, ok, lets...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just then a large spaceship lands near Toby and Moseaus. Out walks Clone Keith.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toby;&lt;/em&gt; Keith! You are safe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Moseaus; I know that type of work! That is not Time Agent Keith! He is a clone! How did the Illuminati get free? Oh no! My timeline trip wire freed all prisoners! (Hand slapping his head) I wonder what you want?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Clone Keith shoots Moseaus, and then turns the gun on Toby!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Clone Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Moseaus, I am glad you are a bumbling idiot! When you and Toby stopped time walking it was very easy to locate you two. Moseaus will not interfere with our plans. No rulership for him. Toby, I have come to take you into the custody of my brothers the Illuminati! We are in need of your unique talent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toby;&lt;/em&gt; No! No! I won't do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toby bum rushes the cloned Keith, knocking the gun out of his hand, and the clone scappers back into the space ship. Toby thinks for a moment and then comes up with a brillant idea! Since the Galileen Time Agency stated that Toby can carry things with his, as he did with Moseaus, mayby he can send the entireship of the illuminati back into the past?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toby;&lt;/em&gt; Here goes everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toby and the spaceship travel back to the past, faster and faster. The illuminati have limited time travel ability that they obtained when they were trapped in the timeloop, and they try fighting Toby but Toby fights back and brings then all the way to when the earth was volcanic, and then hurls them in. Next stop, since Toby was able to connect with their transmission, Toby goes back to the Illuminati home base and them puts his hands to the ground, for another round of sending the entire base back into the past. Unfortunately Toby is worn out, and five Illuminati's appear in their full ceremonial gowns.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toby;&lt;/em&gt; Nice dresses! Are you dress for some big GALA? Men should not wear this kind of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Illuminati Bronze;&lt;/em&gt; Tobias Heubner, how kind of you to deliver yourself to our door step. I trust that you came to witness my brothers and I burn your world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toby;&lt;/em&gt; No burning today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toby notices the devices that they will use to burn the world, and with the last amount of energy that Toby has left he uses a ninjistu kick to Imminati Bronze, Toby mad dashes to the bombs and sends the protective casings into the past!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Illuminati Bronze;&lt;/em&gt; NO! I can't believe you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The entire Illuminati base explodes and then inplodes, and ceases to exist!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meanwhile on Earth of 3007...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;C.E.O. Harrington;&lt;/em&gt; The fire is gone. Everything is green and beautiful. Toby did it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Toby is missing from the timeline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next Time;&lt;/em&gt; Toby Time Part 15 "Farewell Toby"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-3397503453236237432?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/3397503453236237432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=3397503453236237432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/3397503453236237432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/3397503453236237432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/04/toby-time-part-14-toby-saves-day.html' title='Toby Time Part 14 &quot;Toby saves the Day!&quot;'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RjJP7kXJbLI/AAAAAAAAAOk/PeHxnA3OXbQ/s72-c/tobytimesaving2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-6979511913156252097</id><published>2007-04-25T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:19.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toby Time Part 13 "...Into the Fire"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Ri7d8EXJbKI/AAAAAAAAAOc/zoJ5E_dXFZw/s1600-h/burningearth2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057223455616363682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Ri7d8EXJbKI/AAAAAAAAAOc/zoJ5E_dXFZw/s320/burningearth2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Keith thinks;&lt;/em&gt; Currently my vehicle is straining from the heat. After supposely reseting the timeline, we were flung into the far future from the energy backlash and landed in the year 3007. Unfortunately the time ship's battery was spent and we are stuck on the earth which is currently burning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;C.E.O. Harrington;&lt;/em&gt; What do you suppose happened time agent Keith?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith; &lt;/em&gt;At first I was blaming myself for the risky manuver, but after checking the timeline, I noticed that someone disrupted the time prisons and time loops, and anyone that was trapped in them is no free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;C.E.O. Harrington;&lt;/em&gt; Impossible! At the very least, time loops cannot be broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; And yet, here is the info.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;C.E.O. Harrington;&lt;/em&gt; Who did this?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; The Illuminati! I am getting a read out of a man named "Moseaus" set himself up as self appointed ruler of the human race. Unfortunately for him, his reign was cut short by the Illuminati who set the world on fire in the year 2006 as they tried looking for "Lily" their superhuman experiment. They burned the planet, knowing that only "Lily" would survive and they could continue creating superhuman people from her genetic material. The planet started burning in 2006 and has burned for over 1000 years, and according to this timeline, it will burn for another 1000 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;C.E.O. Harrington;&lt;/em&gt; We have to do something!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Spoken like a true manager! All we can do is get to the center of the timeship and pray that Toby will correct this issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;C.E.O. Harrington;&lt;/em&gt; How do you know that Toby is still alive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; See the timeline? Toby is the wildcard, meaning he is virtually indestructible in the timestream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meanwhile in the ship of the illuminati...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;Clone Keith;&lt;/em&gt; We made it successfully my brothers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Illuminati Yellow;&lt;/em&gt; Yes! We made it safely to our home base, and after much planning wwe can resume our search for "Lily"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Illuminati Blue;&lt;/em&gt; Yes Brothers, our plan will proceed once we gather all our brothers to the chamber.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Illuminati Green;&lt;/em&gt; Together with our combined powers we will burn the earth and then find our property..."Lily"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meanwhile back in the dingy prison...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toby;&lt;/em&gt; I refuse to help you...what is your name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Prisoner 5177; My name is Moseaus, and I plan to save the world, and then enslave it to my will!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next Time;&lt;/em&gt; Toby Time Part 14 "Toby Saves the Day!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-6979511913156252097?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/6979511913156252097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=6979511913156252097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/6979511913156252097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/6979511913156252097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/04/toby-time-part-13-into-fire.html' title='Toby Time Part 13 &quot;...Into the Fire&quot;'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Ri7d8EXJbKI/AAAAAAAAAOc/zoJ5E_dXFZw/s72-c/burningearth2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-3289751800545301893</id><published>2007-04-24T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:20.121-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toby Time Part 12 "Out of the Frying Pan..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Ri7cgEXJbJI/AAAAAAAAAOU/bmuaWBc6e4k/s1600-h/fryingpan2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057221875068398738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Ri7cgEXJbJI/AAAAAAAAAOU/bmuaWBc6e4k/s320/fryingpan2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith thinks;&lt;/em&gt; It was a near escape, but C.E.O. Harrington, the Galileen time agency staff and myself survived the explosion! I was able to quickly react and get us all inside the time vehicle. Unfortunately we are adrift in time and space, due to the time harness exploding. C.E.O. was unable to remember Toby due to time and space erradically convulsing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; How much time do we have before we are hopelessly lost in time and space?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;C.E.O. Harrington;&lt;/em&gt; Unknown, since we cannot measure time, inside time and space.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meanwhile trapped inside the time stream...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toby;&lt;/em&gt; I am trapped inside a bubble?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toby is encased inside a time bubble that was set for him once he tranversed time and space. It was sent like a trip wire and cause a backlash to the timezone that Toby came from. The time bubble is part of the trap, that was place by Prisoner 5177 associates.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;Toby;&lt;/em&gt; I can travel through time and space, so there is no reason why I cannot escape this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toby concentrates really hard and...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;Toby;&lt;/em&gt; How did I get inside this dingy prison cell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Prisoner 5177; That was on account of me. Glad you could make it Toby! I have a favor to ask of you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Meanwhile floating hopeless in time and space...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Clone Keith; Brothers! The walls of our timelooped prison are breaking! Time for us to be liberated!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Illuminati; Yes! It has been to long! Once we are free we can restart our hunt for Lily and burn the earth!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meanwhile inside the time machine...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith; Harrington! I got an idea that is crazy but it just may work?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;C.E.O. Harrington; What's the plan?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith; We use the raw energy of time and space and draw it into the ship until the ship can no longer hold it's energy and then we send it violently back out.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;C.E.O. What? like pulling back a runner band?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith; I am glad you quickly grasped what I am trying to do. I believe it will work and time and space will snap back into place!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;C.E.O. Harrington; This is a crazy gamble, but we don't have any alternative, unless we want to float thru time and space forever?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Keith prepares for the experiment and then lets it lose! Unfortunately the time agents were not prepared for the back lash as it resents all tie and space properly, but sends then hurling thru time and space into the far future!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meanwhile in the time prison...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;Toby;&lt;/em&gt; Who are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Prisoner 5177; I created your time walking powers Toby. Time for us to break out of this dump.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toby; I will not help you! You are a prisoner for a reason!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Prisoner 5177; Oh Toby, you will help me, once you realize that only I can restore the time line! Look at your beloved year 2000 and beyond!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The prisoner 5177 shows Toby and a monitor screen of the planet earth burning our of control!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next Time; Toby Time Part 13 "Into the Fire"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Peace!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-3289751800545301893?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/3289751800545301893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=3289751800545301893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/3289751800545301893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/3289751800545301893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/04/toby-time-part-12-out-of-frying-pan.html' title='Toby Time Part 12 &quot;Out of the Frying Pan...&quot;'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Ri7cgEXJbJI/AAAAAAAAAOU/bmuaWBc6e4k/s72-c/fryingpan2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-5807794383818637263</id><published>2007-04-23T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:20.214-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toby Time Part 11 "Toby's Big Adventure"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Riguta0TRgI/AAAAAAAAAOM/50pn0uQtjYk/s1600-h/tobystimeadventure2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055341939551061506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Riguta0TRgI/AAAAAAAAAOM/50pn0uQtjYk/s320/tobystimeadventure2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toby was briefed on what his test mission will be. Toby must go back to the past, bring back an object and then place this object.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toby braces himself and then puts his best foot forward.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Wow, I can't believe how impressive that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;C.E.O. Harrington;&lt;/em&gt; How impressive what it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Toby doing his time walking thingy. I still blows my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;C.E.O. Harrington;&lt;/em&gt; Are you seeing things time agent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Harrington, this is no time to joke around. Did you not see what just happened in front of your eyes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;C.E.O. Harrington;&lt;/em&gt; I think the stress of time travel is getting to you again. Who is Toby?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Oh no! What happened???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meanwhile Toby is walking thru the timestream with ease, and is traveling back thru time, but his journey stops abruptly, as Toby hits an invisible barrier!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toby;&lt;/em&gt; OUCH! Vhat vas dat? Dat hurt!...Come in Galileen time agency...Come in Galileen time agency...No answer? What happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meanwhile in a time prison...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Prisoner 5177; Soon this timewalker Toby will be my escape!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meanwhile back at the time agency...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Harrington! I believe you are the one under stress! Check the timeline against our data.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;C.E.O. Harrington;&lt;/em&gt; Oh no! What happened. I can barely remeber who Toby is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Suit me up! I will go in and retrieve Toby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sirens start going off all over the Saint Paul Time agency campus...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;C.E.O. Harrington;&lt;/em&gt; Oh no! The alarms are going off due to a possible bomb on campus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;On the outside of the campus, the Galileen time agency appears to be a warehouse district, and passers by notice the building erupting in fireball explosions!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next Time;&lt;/em&gt; Toby Time Part 12 "Out of the Frying Pan..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-5807794383818637263?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/5807794383818637263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=5807794383818637263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/5807794383818637263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/5807794383818637263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/04/toby-time-part-11-tobys-big-adventure.html' title='Toby Time Part 11 &quot;Toby&apos;s Big Adventure&quot;'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Riguta0TRgI/AAAAAAAAAOM/50pn0uQtjYk/s72-c/tobystimeadventure2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-4913131879592884749</id><published>2007-04-13T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:20.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toby Time Part 10 "Arresting Developments"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RiMAKDOJ2oI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cGbypOPXDyo/s1600-h/tobyjailed2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053883379503192706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RiMAKDOJ2oI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cGbypOPXDyo/s320/tobyjailed2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Time Agent Zedmore and I were cleaning up after a sticky situation in the past. Toby was reported to be found in one of the time prisons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toby wrestled the egyptian thru time and space and brought him to the prison. Once there, Toby was not allowed to leave. The C.E.O. of the prison called a hearing to judge Toby's time walking actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quickly jumped into my time vehicle and flew thru time and space to the prison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my amazement, Toby had the judge suprised by how much time knowledge he knew. Toby argued with the judge and Toby was winning every point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The judge did not know what hit him and then he needed to direct questions to the time agency since Toby was doing everything right in obeying all the time and space laws, and also noting that Toby retained all the knowledge in the book, the next step is what to do with Toby. He is certainly not dangerous, but no mere human could possibly know all this info.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toby was handed over to the Galileen Time Agency for examination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Meanwhile trapped in time and space...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Time Prisoner 5144; I believe I just found my ticket out of here! His name is Tobias!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Meanwhile back at the Galileen Time Agency in Saint Paul...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Agent Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Harrington! How long are you keeping Toby?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;C.E.O. Harrington;&lt;/em&gt; As long it takes to figure out what he is? No mere human can do what he can do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Agent Keith;&lt;/em&gt; I assure you that he is human. Maybe his German ethicity has something to do with this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;C.E.O Harrington;&lt;/em&gt; Time Agent Keith! He is his own time machine! No one is that capable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Agent Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Rather than treating him like some lab experiment, why don't we use this talent to our advantage? He took one time menace to jail with barely any effort!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;C.E.O. Harrington;&lt;/em&gt; Alright. I will grant him a time mission. If he fails, he goes under the knife!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Agent Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Deal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toby; What are you guys talking about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Time; Toby Time Part 11 "Toby's Big Adventure"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-4913131879592884749?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/4913131879592884749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=4913131879592884749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/4913131879592884749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/4913131879592884749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/04/toby-time-part-10-arresting.html' title='Toby Time Part 10 &quot;Arresting Developments&quot;'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RiMAKDOJ2oI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cGbypOPXDyo/s72-c/tobyjailed2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-309846101374002628</id><published>2007-04-12T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:20.524-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toby Time Part 9 "War Games"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RiABIDOJ2nI/AAAAAAAAAN8/zQhzb5N2Hi8/s1600-h/wargame2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053040019724950130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RiABIDOJ2nI/AAAAAAAAAN8/zQhzb5N2Hi8/s320/wargame2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As Toby and the egyptian that calls himself a king go over the rules of "WarHammer", Time Agent Zedmore and I explore the maze and find out some very interesting things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Agent Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Hey Zedmore, check this out! The plumbing pipes are fashioned in a way as a power grid. This whole place is arranged to control power.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Agent Zedmore;&lt;/em&gt; He truly is the king of poo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Agent Keith;&lt;/em&gt; LOL! How are we gonna get out of this toilet maze?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Agent Zedmore;&lt;/em&gt; I got a plan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meanwhile Toby and the Egyptian start the WarHammer game.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Warhammer is a competitive tabletop wargame where two or more players compete against each other with "armies" of miniatures, whilst earlier editions contained card-stock figures and counters, the newer models are plastic and White metal miniatures manufactured by Citadel Miniatures. The rules of the game have been published in a series of books, which describe how to move miniatures around the game surface and simulate combat in a balanced and fair manner. Games may be played on any appropriate surface, although the standard is a 6 ft by 4 ft tabletop decorated with model scenery in scale with the miniatures. Any individual or group of miniatures in the game is called a "unit", whether represented by a single model, or group of similar troops.&lt;br /&gt;The current core game rules are supplied in a single book, with supplemental Warhammer Armies texts giving guidelines for army-specific rules. Movement about the playing surface is generally measured in inches and combat between troops or units given a random element with the use of six-sided dice. Army supplements also assign points values to each unit and option in the game, giving players the ability to play on even terms. An average game will have armies of 1,000 to 3,000 points, although smaller and larger values are quite possible.&lt;br /&gt;Game play follows a turn structure in which one player completes all movement for troops, then simulates casting spells (when spell-using units are available), uses all ranged or missile weapons in the army such as bows and handguns, then any units touching fight in melee or close-combat. After finishing, the second player does the same. This repeats for a number of equal turns, generally six, although occasionally to a time limit or until no units are left on the playing surface. The winner is often determined by victory points; earning a number equal to remaining points value of their own surviving units and the value of enemy units killed. Special factors, or "objectives" can add or subtract from this total based on pre-defined goals.&lt;br /&gt;Dice rolls always use traditional six-sided dice (D6), with a high result being desirable (in most cases). For example; an archer unit may be given a statistic that allows it to hit on the roll of a four or more. Various factors can change this number, reducing or raising the number needed. Mitigation of random results is a large part of the game, as well as traditional battlefield tactics.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith thinks;&lt;/em&gt; So far most if the time bombs are in place. It was good that Toby was able to make it here and distract the Egyptian, but how did Toby get here? Only a few Time Agents know how to "Time Walk" and they are not human!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Agent Zedmore;&lt;/em&gt; Just give the word and we will let the Egyptian have it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toby had the Egyptian completely mezmerized by the WarHammer game, and just before the game was over, Toby was motioned to make a run for it, or in Toby's case, a time walk for it!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Ready!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Agent Zedmore;&lt;/em&gt; Fire in the hole!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then, something went competely wrong! As the time bombs went off as an attempt to take the Egyptian to a Time Agency prison, the pipes started imploding and spraying poo everywhere! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not knowing what to do, Time Agents Keith and Zedmore were frozen and shock and covered in poo, but Toby had a back up plan and grabbed the Egyptian and they disappeared from time and space.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next Time; Toby Time Part 10 "Arresting Developments"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-309846101374002628?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/309846101374002628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=309846101374002628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/309846101374002628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/309846101374002628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/04/toby-time-part-9-war-games.html' title='Toby Time Part 9 &quot;War Games&quot;'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RiABIDOJ2nI/AAAAAAAAAN8/zQhzb5N2Hi8/s72-c/wargame2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-3819778889562988015</id><published>2007-04-11T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:20.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toby Time Part 8 "King of Poo"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Rh7zPzOJ2mI/AAAAAAAAAN0/aKZxTC69md4/s1600-h/kingpoo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052743284729436770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Rh7zPzOJ2mI/AAAAAAAAAN0/aKZxTC69md4/s320/kingpoo2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;C.E.O. Harrington was keeping Toby in his office and stopping from Time Walking to where ever we were. C.E.O. Harrington did not want the timeline screwed up more than it already was.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toby was getting very bored!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meanwhile back in 26th BC Egypt...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Hey Zedmore, the locator has us directed towards this pyramid. For what I gathered on pyramids, they can be tricky when it comes to mazes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Agent Zedmore;&lt;/em&gt; This is not an ordinary pyramid! Look inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Whoa! It has modern bathrooms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meanwhile inside the pyramid...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Egyptian;&lt;/em&gt; Soon the two Time Agents will be hopelessly lost in my maze and I will have open access to their time machine! Once inside I will use Toby's information that I obtained in order to fly it and master time and space!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meanwhile back at the Galileen Time Agency...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;C.E.O. Harrington;&lt;/em&gt; So far the time agents are converging on the person causing the interfer...What! No, they are wondering right into a trap! I have no way of communicating with them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toby;&lt;/em&gt; I help!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;C.E.O. Harrington;&lt;/em&gt; NO! Toby, do not go timewalking under any circumstanc...TOBY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toby starts walking thru time and takes a trip to Keith's house first, and after gathering much needed items, Toby heads to 26th Century B.C.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meanwhile back in the pyramid...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Egyptian; Come Time Agents, Come to your doom!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Agent Keith;&lt;/em&gt; So, who the heck are you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Egyptian; I am a king and soon to be a GOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Agent Keith;&lt;/em&gt; King? Well since you are responsible for changing the world of plumbing and toilets, that would make you the King of Poo, and soon to be the GOD of Poo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Egyptian; SILENCE!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Agent Zedmore;&lt;/em&gt; Maybe we should gang up on him and give him a Swirly?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Egyptian; What is a swirly?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Agent Keith;&lt;/em&gt; You will find out very soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Agent Zedmore;&lt;/em&gt; Hah Ha Ahhh...Keith...we have a problem. The maze is starting to look like an M.C. Esher drawing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Agent Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Oh oh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Suddenly Toby comes walking in past the maze and right up to the Egyptian along with a bag! Toby unpacks the bag and shows the Egyptian the game "WarHammer"!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toby;&lt;/em&gt; I challenge you to a game of war! Winning takes all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Egyptian; Sounds exciting! I accept your challenge!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next Time;&lt;/em&gt; Toby Time Part 9 "War Games"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-3819778889562988015?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/3819778889562988015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=3819778889562988015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/3819778889562988015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/3819778889562988015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/04/toby-time-part-8-king-of-poo.html' title='Toby Time Part 8 &quot;King of Poo&quot;'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Rh7zPzOJ2mI/AAAAAAAAAN0/aKZxTC69md4/s72-c/kingpoo2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-621581905829646271</id><published>2007-04-10T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:20.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toby Time Part 7 "Pottie Time"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RhxdUTOJ2lI/AAAAAAAAANs/UdTBD-kKrzg/s1600-h/pottietime2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052015485341260370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RhxdUTOJ2lI/AAAAAAAAANs/UdTBD-kKrzg/s320/pottietime2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith thinks;&lt;/em&gt; I wonder what happened to the good ole porcelain toilets. The first thing that comes to mind is Toby must of did it? After a long day at WFHM, I get home and find Toby sleeping in the time machine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20 questions later, we find that Toby has no idea what he did. He promised me that he did not use the time machine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The agency calls and alerts me that modern day plumbing all over the world are disappearing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a quick drive to the Galileen Time Agency in Saint Paul Minnesota (a new location) I bring Toby into the agency and we go to C.E.O. Harrington's office.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Agent Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Harrington, what is happening?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;C.E.O. Harrington;&lt;/em&gt; You tell me! Did Toby time walk again?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Agent Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Toby assured me that he did not do anything that would effect time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;C.E.O. Harrington;&lt;/em&gt; Toby has a natural ability to walk thru time. Maybe he was sleep walking and accidently knocked out the toilet maker along with a creator of the elevator?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Agent Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Can't you hear yourself on how silly this sounds?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;C.E.O. Harrington;&lt;/em&gt; I know how crazy it sounds but we can only assume for now. Toby, can we hypnotize you and find out what time and place you might of walked to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toby;&lt;/em&gt; Ok&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After much probing of Toby's mind we find that he did not time walk anywhere, but instead Toby's thoughts touched another person's mind in the past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;C.E.O. Harrington;&lt;/em&gt; Time Agent Keith, we need you to go to the 26th century BC and connect with this person. According to Time Agent Zedmore, our comfort technology seems to be collapsing due to this person interferring. Depart for this time immediately and bring Time Agent Zedmore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith thinks;&lt;/em&gt; Time Agent Zedmore and I depart for the 26th century BC with a time interferance tracker since we did not know what exact time this person is interfering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upon arrival we land outside a pyrimid in Egypt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Agent Keith;&lt;/em&gt; I had no idea that flush toilets had their start in this time?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Agent Zedmore;&lt;/em&gt; The toilets were primitive but they still flushed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meanwhile inside the pyramid...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Egyptian; My plan worked well! I knew that I stopped a comfort invetion, that this would get the attention of the Galileen Time Agency! This man called Toby helped me in understanding future history! Soon all of time and space will be mine to mold to my image!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next Time;&lt;/em&gt; Toby Time Part 8 "King of Poo"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-621581905829646271?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/621581905829646271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=621581905829646271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/621581905829646271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/621581905829646271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/04/toby-time-part-7-pottie-time.html' title='Toby Time Part 7 &quot;Pottie Time&quot;'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RhxdUTOJ2lI/AAAAAAAAANs/UdTBD-kKrzg/s72-c/pottietime2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-7742072195363188712</id><published>2007-04-09T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:21.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toby Time Part 6 "Board Stiff"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Rho4dw4KCcI/AAAAAAAAANk/BdGtxvC6KrU/s1600-h/boardstiff2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051412016037235138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Rho4dw4KCcI/AAAAAAAAANk/BdGtxvC6KrU/s320/boardstiff2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The weekend and week fly by, and during that time Toby was getting bored fast at my place, while I was at work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most of Toby's friends were really busy, but planned to schedule time with Toby before he would be returning to Germany. Toby tried getting by on video game (he pronounces Wideo games) DVDs, and reading his gaming and writing text books. During this time, the temptation of walking thru time fascinated him, but he did his best to resist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During the past two weeks I was questioned on how Toby knew how to walk thru time and space? I did not know how to answer that question, and then I remembered when Toby was reading the text book on the "Laws of Time and Space"!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Galileen Time Agency board stated that it is ridiculously impossible for a mere human to obtain perfect working knowledge of time walking!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stated that this could be the only explanation. The time machine was untouched.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Time Council Board decided to have me track Toby's possible time walking?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meanwhile back at home...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toby thinks;&lt;/em&gt; I am sooo bored. I wonder where the book on "Laws of Time and Space" is?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Awww, maybe it is in Keith's time machine?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toby remembers flying in this over 5 months ago along with Craig, Keith and Nate. Toby crawls into the seat of the time machine and finds the book. After housrs on reading, Toby falls asleep in the time machine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meanwhile at WFHM...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith thinks;&lt;/em&gt; I can't believe how bored I am! I am glad that I have a window view of the city. One thing that I found very odd this weekend was that every bathroom I went in to had the old style flushing handle. Not sure why I remember this, but most toilets have the motion sensor that flushes even if you are on the tolilet and leaning. Not one of those were found this weekend! I wonder if they are getting rid of the motion sensing tech?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While thinking of toilets, I best use one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meanwhile at the Galileen time agency...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Agent Zedmore;&lt;/em&gt; C.E.O. I noticed something odd about Toby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;C.E.O. Harrington;&lt;/em&gt; What did you find so far?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Agent Zedmore;&lt;/em&gt; He is not for around here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meanwhile back at WFHM...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith thinks;&lt;/em&gt; How very odd! What happened to all the bathrooms?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Hey Mike, what happened to the bathrooms?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mike;&lt;/em&gt; What! Did you just come to this building? The toilets are on the first level.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith thinks; I wander downstairs to the toilets and find out that they are outhouse! What happened?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next Time; Toby Time Part 7 "Pottie Time"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-7742072195363188712?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/7742072195363188712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=7742072195363188712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/7742072195363188712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/7742072195363188712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/04/toby-time-part-6-board-stiff.html' title='Toby Time Part 6 &quot;Board Stiff&quot;'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Rho4dw4KCcI/AAAAAAAAANk/BdGtxvC6KrU/s72-c/boardstiff2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-9168057927827700929</id><published>2007-04-06T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:21.224-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toby Time Part 5 "Ending the Game"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RhfOhQ4KCbI/AAAAAAAAANc/9TKcvTpGc-E/s1600-h/chessendmatch2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050732577980811698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RhfOhQ4KCbI/AAAAAAAAANc/9TKcvTpGc-E/s320/chessendmatch2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith thinks; &lt;/em&gt;Toby taught the Chess Master how to play, and after the first round, the Chess Master beat Toby. Thankfully there is two more rounds to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chess Master;&lt;/em&gt; Even though I beat you in this first round Toby, I am still intrigied by this game! Ready for round two?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toby;&lt;/em&gt; Ready!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith thinks; &lt;/em&gt;I decide to use the game as a distraction and I ready my back up plan. I send a mapping probe into the air to get a visual of the island. After 5 minutes the mapping reader comes back and I set my plan into motion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chess Master;&lt;/em&gt; Good move Toby! Try this one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toby;&lt;/em&gt; Ohhh...Thankfully the game not over yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith thinks; &lt;/em&gt;I had the agency teleport time devices to my cargo pants pockets (Ingenious tech), and I find the spots on the island to place them. In case you are wondering reader, why couldn't the agency simply teleport the time devices to the points of the island? The Realm of the Chess Master is unreadable to the agency but they can track me and Toby. We are like two humans floating in a cloudy soup on their trackers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chess Master;&lt;/em&gt; Where is your friend Toby?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toby;&lt;/em&gt; I do not know, he was here? I focus on game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chess Master;&lt;/em&gt; As long as he is not trying to help you cheat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toby;&lt;/em&gt; I play fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chess Master;&lt;/em&gt; Maybe I should deploy a scout?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;An unused chess piece comes to life and sets off towards time agent Keith's direction. Toby looks in shock, but decides that he must concentrate in order to win this round or he is eliminated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chess piece was a knight that transforms into a fully armored knight with sword in hand and an intimidating looking steed!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith thinks;&lt;/em&gt; I wonder what happened to the other time agents. I know that the agency stated that they were removed from existance, but since this place is also removed from existance, maybe they are here, which means that I need to find them before activating these devices, or we will never get them back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Suddenly the knight on his horse charges at time agent Keith.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Oh Oh! I have been found out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meanwhile, back at the chess match!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chess Master;&lt;/em&gt; Good game Toby. You beat me in the second round. One more round will determine the victor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toby;&lt;/em&gt; Yes. One moment please. I must pray.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toby prays fervently as the Chess Master looks puzzled. The Chess Master thinks nothing of it and in fact chuckles.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toby;&lt;/em&gt; I ready!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meanwhile Keith happens to have a trick in his cargo pant pocket!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Good thing that I pack my own heat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith throws a time bomb at the chess piece and it teleports it to a jail cell inside the time agency.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith thinks;&lt;/em&gt; The devices are in place. Now it is time to find the agents!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Meanwhile back at the chess match!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chess Master;&lt;/em&gt; I can't believe it! You are beating me? Did you trick me at the beginning with a bluff?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toby;&lt;/em&gt; No bluff! Only power of prayer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chess Master; NO! You cheated and I demand a rematch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Voice from beyond; No Chess Master! The game is over!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;The chess board burns up quickly and the Chess Master is encased in ball of white light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Agent Keith grabs Toby and lets him know what is happening. Before Toby can speak, the missing agents and Toby and Keith are in the offices of the Galileen Time Agency.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;Toby;&lt;/em&gt; What happened?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately this is classified, so you have to conviently not tell anyone what happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toby; That was fun! What we do next?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next Time; Toby Time Part 6 "Board Stiff"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-9168057927827700929?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/9168057927827700929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=9168057927827700929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/9168057927827700929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/9168057927827700929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/04/toby-time-part-5-ending-game.html' title='Toby Time Part 5 &quot;Ending the Game&quot;'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RhfOhQ4KCbI/AAAAAAAAANc/9TKcvTpGc-E/s72-c/chessendmatch2.0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-3173760285535738992</id><published>2007-04-05T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:21.895-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toby Time Part 4 "Chinese Chess"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RhXQvw4KCaI/AAAAAAAAANU/AEcsQ0oAXK0/s1600-h/tobychinesechess2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050172076158749090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RhXQvw4KCaI/AAAAAAAAANU/AEcsQ0oAXK0/s320/tobychinesechess2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was not sure how Toby transversed time and space to make it to the playing arena of the Chess Master, but the Chess Master was appeased! Toby was proving himself to being quite a formidable opponent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For most of us! The rules of the Chinese Chess go like this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rules of the game&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Board;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="internal" title="Xiangqi is a common pastime in Chinese cities such as Beijing" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:2005-07-10_chinese_chess.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="internal" title="Enlarge" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:2005-07-10_chinese_chess.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Xiangqi is a common pastime in Chinese cities such as &lt;a title="Beijing" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Beijing"&gt;Beijing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiangqi is played on a board that is 9 lines wide by 10 lines long. In a manner similar to the game &lt;a title="Go (board game)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Go_%28board_game%29"&gt;go&lt;/a&gt;, the pieces are played on the intersections, which are known as points. The vertical lines are known as files, while the horizontal lines are known as ranks. With a few awkward substitutions, it is possible to play this game using a standard chess set.&lt;br /&gt;Centered at the first through third ranks of the board is a square zone also mirrored in the opponent's territory. The three point by three point zone is demarcated by two diagonal lines connecting opposite corners and intersecting at the center point. This area is known as gōng (&lt;a class="internal" title="Zh-gong1.ogg" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/4/4a/Zh-gong1.ogg"&gt;listen&lt;/a&gt;), the palace or fortress.&lt;br /&gt;Dividing the two opposing sides (between the fifth and sixth ranks) is hé, the river. The river is often marked with the phrases chǔ hé (&lt;a class="internal" title="Zh-chu3he2.ogg" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/0/06/Zh-chu3he2.ogg"&gt;listen&lt;/a&gt;), meaning "&lt;a title="Chu (state)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chu_%28state%29"&gt;Chu&lt;/a&gt; River", and (in &lt;a title="Traditional Chinese" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Traditional_Chinese"&gt;Traditional Chinese&lt;/a&gt;) or  (in &lt;a title="Simplified Chinese" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Simplified_Chinese"&gt;Simplified Chinese&lt;/a&gt;) hàn jiè (&lt;a class="internal" title="Zh-han4jie4.ogg" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/2/25/Zh-han4jie4.ogg"&gt;listen&lt;/a&gt;), meaning "&lt;a title="Han Dynasty" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Han_Dynasty"&gt;Han&lt;/a&gt; border", a reference to the &lt;a title="Chu-Han War" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chu-Han_War"&gt;Chu-Han War&lt;/a&gt;. Although the river provides a visual division between the two sides, only a few pieces are affected by its presence: soldiers are promoted after crossing, and elephants cannot cross the river.&lt;br /&gt;The starting points of the soldiers and cannons are marked with a small cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="Pieces" name="Pieces"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pieces;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two players take command of pieces on either side of the river. One player's pieces are usually painted &lt;a title="Red" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Red"&gt;red&lt;/a&gt; (or, less commonly, &lt;a title="White" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/White"&gt;white&lt;/a&gt;), and the other player's pieces are usually painted &lt;a title="Black" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Black"&gt;black&lt;/a&gt; (or, less commonly, &lt;a title="Blue" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blue"&gt;blue&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a title="Green" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Green"&gt;green&lt;/a&gt;). Which player moves first has varied throughout history, and also varies from one part to another of China. Some xiangqi books state that the black side moves first; others state that the red side moves first. Also, some books may refer to the two sides as &lt;a title="North" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/North"&gt;north&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a title="South" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/South"&gt;south&lt;/a&gt;; which direction corresponds to which color also varies from source to source. Generally, red goes first in most modern formal tournaments.&lt;a title="" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chinese_chess#_note-0"&gt;[1]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiangqi pieces are represented by disks marked with a &lt;a title="Chinese character" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chinese_character"&gt;Chinese character&lt;/a&gt; identifying the piece and painted in a colour identifying to which player the piece belongs. Modern pieces are usually made with plastic, though some sets use pieces made of &lt;a title="Wood" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wood"&gt;wood&lt;/a&gt;, and more expensive sets may use pieces made of &lt;a title="Jade" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jade"&gt;jade&lt;/a&gt;. In more ancient times, many sets were simple unpainted woodcarvings; thus, to distinguish between the pieces of the two sides, most corresponding pieces use characters that are similar but vary slightly between the two sides.&lt;br /&gt;The oldest Xiangqi piece found to date is in Henan Provincial Museum - a piece.&lt;br /&gt;In Mainland China, most sets still use traditional characters for the pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="General.2FMarshal" name="General.2FMarshal"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The General/Marshal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="internal" title="Enlarge" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:XiangqiJiangShi.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;General and advisors&lt;br /&gt;The generals are labelled with the Chinese character (trad.) / (simp.) jiàng (&lt;a class="internal" title="Zh-jiang4.ogg" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/6/6d/Zh-jiang4.ogg"&gt;listen&lt;/a&gt;) (general) on the black side and (trad.) / (simp.) shuai (&lt;a class="internal" title="Zh-shuai4.ogg" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/d/de/Zh-shuai4.ogg"&gt;listen&lt;/a&gt;) (marshal) on the red side. These pieces are equivalent to the kings of Western chess. Legend has it that originally the pieces were known as &lt;a title="Emperors" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Emperors"&gt;emperors&lt;/a&gt;, but when an emperor of China heard about the game, he executed two players for "killing" or "capturing" the emperor piece. Future players called them generals instead.&lt;br /&gt;The general starts the game at the midpoint of the back edge (within the palace). The general may move one point either vertically or horizontally but the general may not move diagonally. The general cannot leave the palace under any circumstances; thus, the general can only move to and stay on the 9 points within the palace.&lt;br /&gt;When a general is threatened by an enemy piece, the general is said to be "in &lt;a title="Check (chess)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Check_%28chess%29"&gt;check&lt;/a&gt;." When the general is in check and unable to escape check on the player's move, it is said to be &lt;a title="Checkmate" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Checkmate"&gt;checkmated&lt;/a&gt;, and the player loses the game. A player also loses when his general is not in check, but he can make no legal move that doesn't put the general in check; a &lt;a title="Stalemate" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stalemate"&gt;stalemate&lt;/a&gt; rule does not exist. However, there is no requirement to tell a player that he is in check, and he is required to spot it for himself. If he fails to spot the danger, his opponent may take his general and win the game. Likewise, if a player moves into a check position and his opponent fails to notice, the game continues.&lt;br /&gt;If a player makes a move that leaves the two generals facing one another on the same file with no other pieces placed in between, then the general is in check. This is a very important feature of the Xiangqi game and is often forgotten by new players of the game. It is important because the general often plays a role in enforcing checkmate, especially when many of the other pieces have been taken and the board is wide open. Indeed, a win remains possible as long as a player has at least a single horse, chariot, or soldier not on the last rank. If a player forgets this rule and moves a piece that exposes a clear line between his general and his opponents, he loses the game if his opponent notices what has happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="Advisor.2FMandarin" name="Advisor.2FMandarin"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Advisor/Mandarin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="image" title="The advisors" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Xiangqi_Advisor.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The advisors (also known as guards or ministers, and less commonly as assistants, mandarins, or warriors) are labelled  shì (&lt;a class="internal" title="Zh-shi4.ogg" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/4/4c/Zh-shi4.ogg"&gt;listen&lt;/a&gt;) ("scholar", "gentleman", "&lt;a title="Non-commissioned officer" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Non-commissioned_officer"&gt;officer&lt;/a&gt;") for black and shi (&lt;a class="internal" title="Zh-shi4.ogg" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/4/4c/Zh-shi4.ogg"&gt;listen&lt;/a&gt;) ("scholar", "official") for red. Some sets use the character for both colours, but this is rare.&lt;br /&gt;While their origin is probably the same as that of the queen in Western chess (from the mantri in &lt;a title="Chaturanga" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chaturanga"&gt;Chaturanga&lt;/a&gt;), their powers are decidedly distinct from those of the queen (but similar to that of the mantri).&lt;br /&gt;The advisors start to the sides of the general. They move one point diagonally and may not leave the palace. This effectively means they can only move to five of the points within the palace. They serve to protect the general/marshal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="Elephant.2FMinister" name="Elephant.2FMinister"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Elephant/Minister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="image" title="The elephants" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Xiangqi_Elephant.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The elephants are labelled xiàng (elephant) for black and xiàng (minister) for red. They are located next to the advisors. These pieces move exactly two points diagonally and may not jump over intervening pieces. They may not cross the river; thus, they serve as defensive pieces. There are only seven possible points on the board to which they can move.&lt;br /&gt;Because of an elephant's limited movement, it can be easily trapped. A &lt;a title="" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chinese_chess#Chariot"&gt;chariot&lt;/a&gt; can trap one just by moving to a space where all spaces available to the elephant are threatened. Since one elephant could be easily captured, it depends on the other for protection.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a title="Chinese character" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chinese_character"&gt;Chinese characters&lt;/a&gt; for "minister" and "elephant" are &lt;a title="Homophone" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Homophone"&gt;homophones&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a class="internal" title="Zh-xiang4.ogg" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/0/0a/Zh-xiang4.ogg"&gt;listen&lt;/a&gt;) and both have alternative meanings as "appearance" or "image". However, both are referred to as elephants in the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="Horse.2FCavalry" name="Horse.2FCavalry"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Horse/Cavalry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="internal" title="Enlarge" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:HorsePieceAgainstHorsePiece.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The red horse may take the black horse, but the black horse cannot take the red horse because its movement is obstructed by another piece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="internal" title="Green moves are legal; red ones are illegal because another piece is obstructing the movement of the horse" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:MovementOfHorsePiece.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="internal" title="Enlarge" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:MovementOfHorsePiece.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Green moves are legal; red ones are illegal because another piece is obstructing the movement of the horse&lt;br /&gt;The horses are labelled mǎ (&lt;a class="internal" title="Zh-ma3.ogg" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/b/b2/Zh-ma3.ogg"&gt;listen&lt;/a&gt;) for black and mà (&lt;a class="internal" title="Zh-ma4.ogg" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/c/c6/Zh-ma4.ogg"&gt;listen&lt;/a&gt;) for red in sets marked with &lt;a title="Traditional Chinese character" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Traditional_Chinese_character"&gt;Traditional Chinese characters&lt;/a&gt; and mǎ (&lt;a class="internal" title="Zh-ma3.ogg" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/b/b2/Zh-ma3.ogg"&gt;listen&lt;/a&gt;) for both black and red in sets marked with &lt;a title="Simplified Chinese character" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Simplified_Chinese_character"&gt;Simplified Chinese characters&lt;/a&gt;. Some traditional sets use for both colours. They begin the game next to the elephants. It moves one point vertically or horizontally and then one point diagonally away from its former position. It is important to note that the horse does not jump. Thus, if there were a piece lying on a point one point away horizontally or vertically from the horse, then the horse's path of movement is blocked and it is unable to move in that direction. Note, however, that a piece two points away horizontally or vertically or a piece a single point away diagonally would not impede the movement of the horse. The diagram on the left illustrates the horse's movement.&lt;br /&gt;Since horses can be blocked, it is sometimes possible to trap the opponent's horse. It is possible for one player's horse to attack the opponent's horse while the opponent's horse is blocked from attacking, as seen in the diagram on the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="Chariot.2FRook" name="Chariot.2FRook"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Chariot/Rook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="image" title="The chariots" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Xiangqi_Chariot.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chariots are labelled for black and for red in sets marked with &lt;a title="Traditional Chinese character" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Traditional_Chinese_character"&gt;Traditional Chinese characters&lt;/a&gt; and for both black and red in sets marked with &lt;a title="Simplified Chinese character" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Simplified_Chinese_character"&gt;Simplified Chinese characters&lt;/a&gt;. Some traditional sets use for both colors. It is possible for a simplified set to use, but this is very rare. All of these characters are pronounced as jū (&lt;a class="internal" title="Zh-ju1.ogg" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/e/e9/Zh-ju1.ogg"&gt;listen&lt;/a&gt;), although the everyday pronunciation of all three is chē (&lt;a class="internal" title="Zh-che1.ogg" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/e/e3/Zh-che1.ogg"&gt;listen&lt;/a&gt;). Capturing and moving in a straight line either horizontally or vertically, the chariot moves and captures vertically and horizontally any distance. The chariots begin the game on the points at the corners of the board. Their placement and movement is similar to that of a rook in western chess.&lt;br /&gt;The chariot/rook piece is considered to be the strongest piece in the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="Cannon.2FCatapult" name="Cannon.2FCatapult"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cannon/Catapult&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="image" title="The cannons" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Xiangqi_Cannon.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cannons are labelled pào (&lt;a class="internal" title="Zh-bao4.ogg" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/f/f1/Zh-bao4.ogg"&gt;listen&lt;/a&gt;) for black and pào (&lt;a class="internal" title="Zh-pao4.ogg" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/f/f8/Zh-pao4.ogg"&gt;listen&lt;/a&gt;) for red. They are &lt;a title="Homonym" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Homonym"&gt;homonyms&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;pào means a "&lt;a title="Catapult" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Catapult"&gt;catapult&lt;/a&gt;" for hurling boulders. pào means "cannon" &lt;a class="external autonumber" title="http://starling.rinet.ru/cgi-bin/response.cgi?single=" basename="\data\china\bigchina&amp;amp;text_recno=" root="config" href="http://starling.rinet.ru/cgi-bin/response.cgi?single=1&amp;amp;basename=\data\china\bigchina&amp;text_recno=1315&amp;amp;root=config" rel="nofollow"&gt;[4]&lt;/a&gt;. The radical of means 'stone', and the part of means 'fire'. However, both are referred to as cannons in the game.&lt;br /&gt;In Xiangqi, each player has two cannons. The cannons start on the row behind the soldiers, two points in front of the horses. Cannons move like the chariots, horizontally and vertically, but capture by jumping exactly one piece (whether it is friendly or enemy) over to its target. When capturing, the cannon is moved to the point of the captured piece. The piece over which the cannon jumps is called the bāo tái — "cannon platform". Any number of unoccupied spaces may exist between the cannon and the cannon platform, or between the cannon platform and the piece to be captured, including no spaces (the pieces being adjacent) in both cases. Cannons are powerful at the beginning of the game when platforms are plentiful, but lose value rapidly with attrition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="Soldier.2FPrivate" name="Soldier.2FPrivate"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Soldier/Private&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="image" title="The soldiers" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Xiangqi_Soldier.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each side has five soldiers, labelled zú (&lt;a class="internal" title="Zh-zu2.ogg" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/9/9b/Zh-zu2.ogg"&gt;listen&lt;/a&gt;) for black and bīng (&lt;a class="internal" title="Zh-bing1.ogg" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/8/86/Zh-bing1.ogg"&gt;listen&lt;/a&gt;) for red. Soldiers are placed on alternating points, one row back from the edge of the river. They move and capture by advancing one point. Once they have crossed the river, they may also move (and capture) one point horizontally. Soldiers cannot move backward, and therefore cannot retreat; however, they may still move sideways at the enemy's edge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="Approximate_relative_values_of_the_pieces" name="Approximate_relative_values_of_the_pieces"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Approximate relative values of the pieces&lt;br /&gt;Piece&lt;br /&gt;Point(s)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="image" title="The soldiers" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Xiangqi_Soldier.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Soldier before crossing the river&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="image" title="The soldiers" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Xiangqi_Soldier.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Soldier after crossing the river&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="image" title="The advisors" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Xiangqi_Advisor.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Advisor&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="image" title="The elephants" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Xiangqi_Elephant.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Elephant&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="image" title="The horses" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Xiangqi_Horse.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Horse&lt;br /&gt;4 - 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="image" title="The cannons" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Xiangqi_Cannon.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cannon&lt;br /&gt;4 - 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="image" title="The chariots" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Xiangqi_Chariot.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chariot&lt;br /&gt;9&lt;br /&gt;It is to be noted that these are advisory values and that the piece values do not take into account positional advantages. Often a piece is more powerful at a certain intersection as compared to another intersection. The chariot at the corner in the beginning of the game is not very useful, but it can be moved to points where it affects the game much more. Also, the value of a cannon drops as the game goes on due to having fewer platforms for use in capturing, while the value of the horse increases slightly due to fewer obstructions. Despite the chariot having the highest value of 9 points, it should be pointed out that often, players will, at certain game scenarios, value a cannon/horse on or exceeding the level of a chariot due to the piece's unique attack style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="Ending_the_game" name="Ending_the_game"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending the game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="internal" title="'" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:XiangqiCheckmate.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="internal" title="Enlarge" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:XiangqiCheckmate.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Checkmate!" (assuming the cannon is safe) Note that the horse is not actually needed for this to be checkmate.&lt;br /&gt;The game ends when one player successfully takes the general, or &lt;a title="Checkmate" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Checkmate"&gt;checkmates&lt;/a&gt; the other player — that is, when one player successfully threatens the opposing general with a piece and the player with the threatened general has no legal moves which would prevent the general from being threatened.&lt;br /&gt;There is no &lt;a title="Stalemate" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stalemate"&gt;stalemate&lt;/a&gt; as in Western chess — the player who has no legal moves loses the game, instead of draws.&lt;br /&gt;In &lt;a title="Chinese language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chinese_language"&gt;Chinese&lt;/a&gt;, to say &lt;a title="Check (chess)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Check_%28chess%29"&gt;check&lt;/a&gt;, one says (trad.) / (simp.) jiāng (&lt;a class="internal" title="Zh-jiang1.ogg" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/e/e8/Zh-jiang1.ogg"&gt;listen&lt;/a&gt;), and to say checkmate, one says (trad.) / (simp.) jiāngjūn (&lt;a class="internal" title="Zh-jiang1jun1.ogg" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/1/17/Zh-jiang1jun1.ogg"&gt;listen&lt;/a&gt;). The two calls are sometimes interchangeable. There is no requirement to tell the other player that you have them in check as it is their responsibility to see the danger, but many players do still say check throughout the game.&lt;br /&gt;In Xiangqi, a player (often with material or positional disadvantage) may attempt to check or chase pieces in a way so that the moves fall in a cycle, forcing the opponent to draw the game. The following special rules are used to make it harder to draw the game by endless checking and chasing (regardless of whether the positions of the pieces are repeated or not):&lt;br /&gt;The side that perpetually checks with one piece or several pieces will be ruled to lose under any circumstances unless he stops the perpetual checking.&lt;br /&gt;The side that perpetually chases any one unprotected piece with one or more pieces will be ruled to lose under any circumstances unless he stops the perpetual chasing. Chases by generals and soldiers are allowed however.&lt;a title="" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chinese_chess#_note-1"&gt;[2]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one side perpetually checks and the other side perpetually chases, the perpetually checking side has to stop or be ruled to lose.&lt;br /&gt;When neither side violates the rules and both persist in not making an alternate move, the game can be ruled as a draw.&lt;br /&gt;When both sides violate the same rule at the same time and both persist in not making an alternate move, the game can be ruled as a draw.&lt;br /&gt;The above rules to prevent perpetual checking and chasing are popular, but they are by no mean the only rules. There are a large number of confusing end game situations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope this wasn't to dry? It does give you the layout of what the Game Master and Toby are playing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Game Master; Thank you for relaying the rules of this facinating game, Toby! I have been around for a long time and I can't believe that I nevere heard of this game before, but I believe I am winning?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next Time; Toby Time Part 5 "Ending the Game"!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-3173760285535738992?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/3173760285535738992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=3173760285535738992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/3173760285535738992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/3173760285535738992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/04/toby-time-part-4-chinese-chess.html' title='Toby Time Part 4 &quot;Chinese Chess&quot;'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RhXQvw4KCaI/AAAAAAAAANU/AEcsQ0oAXK0/s72-c/tobychinesechess2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-3389564419037387148</id><published>2007-04-04T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:22.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toby Time Part 3 "Who is the Chess Master"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RhXIWQ4KCZI/AAAAAAAAANM/3FGtB-upNcE/s1600-h/chessmatch2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050162841979062674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RhXIWQ4KCZI/AAAAAAAAANM/3FGtB-upNcE/s320/chessmatch2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Picture yourself on a tranquil beach. The view is amazing and the waters look so inviting. Unfortunately I cannot go in the water, because I have a responsibility to play three rounds of chess. Best out of three wins! I am very much a novice and wish I did not have to do this. I feel ill prepared. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith; Chess Master, may I have a 30 delay from the game, just to brush up?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chess Master; I agree to this. I hope you are a better challenge than the last time agent? I am beginning to think that none of you can play chess?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith; I will keep you entertained. That is what you seek, isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chess Master; It is something that I long for! A challenge would be satisfing! I effect time as a way of drawing the best minds out and into my arena.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith; This is quite the arena! I am an advid outdoors adventurer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chess Master; For now, you cannot adventure. You must play!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith; 30 minutes. Remember?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chess Master; Yes, you may have your 30 minutes before your doom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I take my 30 with mediation and I happen to have a trick up my sleve that this Chess Master is not aware of. 30 minutes come and go quicky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith; Ready.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chess Master; I am a fair man. You first!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith; Alright. I will move the pawn...Oh, that is cool! It levitated for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chess Master; Glad that you are amused. Take this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith; Ouch! Good move!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chess Master; I sense that you are just a novice?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith; Ahhh, no, I was just empressed by your first move!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chess Master; You call that a move?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith thinks; I am not doing so good! I think I am going lose the first round, and possibly the next two?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suddenly the unexpected happens! Toby come wandering into the Chess Master's reality!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chess Master; Who are you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toby; Tobias Heußner, but you can call me Toby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chess Master; You just caught us in the middle of the first round.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toby; Chess is over rated. Want a real challenge?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chess Master; Yes! I am incredibly bored and I need something challenging! I have played chess for centuries and I long for a formidable opponent!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toby; Time for Chinese Chess!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chess Master; Ohhhh! Sounds fascinating!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next Time Toby Time Part 4 "Chinese Chess"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-3389564419037387148?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/3389564419037387148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=3389564419037387148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/3389564419037387148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/3389564419037387148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/04/toby-time-part-3-who-is-chess-master.html' title='Toby Time Part 3 &quot;Who is the Chess Master&quot;'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RhXIWQ4KCZI/AAAAAAAAANM/3FGtB-upNcE/s72-c/chessmatch2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-4913535163389174370</id><published>2007-04-03T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:22.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toby Time Part 2 "Responsibilities"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RhR14g4KCYI/AAAAAAAAANE/t1NYty2BN9A/s1600-h/TobiTimeFlyer2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049790695947766146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RhR14g4KCYI/AAAAAAAAANE/t1NYty2BN9A/s320/TobiTimeFlyer2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The weekend was incredibly busy and It flew by really fast. During the weekend I had to read a book on "Laws ofTime and Space" from front to back! Very boring and at moments I found myself passed out with the book on top of me. One of these times, Toby grabbed it from my passed out body and was reading it. I told him that it was incredibly dry, and hard to understand at times. Toby found it facinating. This of course is a comment you would get from a guy who reads computer game programming text books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan for the evening was to host a party at my place. Laser tag preceded this party. 7 off us playing laser tag and after two rounds with a few video games inbetween, we return home to do board games. One of the games I played was "Pirates of the Caribean LIFE"! Very enjoyable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apples to Apples, Curses, and BuckWild followed and then everyone left around 1am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was up til about 2am working on some details of how to play chess against a time menace who is reported to be an expert! He is so good at it that he orchastrates to whip the opponate he is playing out of existance. So far we are down by three time agents. The Galileen Time Agency knows they existed and we are trying to get them back from nothingness. Unforgenately the remaining agents either don't know chess or are being protected from this menace since they have familes. The Galileen Time Agency is family friendly. The Agency chose me since I have a record of always pulling out of a tough situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask Toby if he know how to play chess?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith; Toby, do you play chess?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toby; Ahhhh, well, ah not exactly, but I have played chinese chess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I asked Lizzy if he plays chess since he owns an awesome chess set made of glass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lizzy; I have not played in a while. I love playing cribbage!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thankfully my friends Nate and Michael know a little about chess. I take as much info from them, in hopes of defeating this "Chess Master"!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After several hours of playing chess, I think I might have it down. Unfortunately I end up losing from Nate and then Michael. I call the agency and ask if there is another way to defeat this guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They unfortunately respond "No"!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I head to bed in hopes of getting refreshed enough to take on the challenge. After a number of hours, I wake up on a beach and find a giant chess board.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chess Master; Welcome player! Time to play me in a few rounds of chess!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next Time; Toby Time Part 3; "Who is the Chess Master?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-4913535163389174370?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/4913535163389174370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=4913535163389174370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/4913535163389174370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/4913535163389174370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/04/toby-time-part-2-responsibilities.html' title='Toby Time Part 2 &quot;Responsibilities&quot;'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RhR14g4KCYI/AAAAAAAAANE/t1NYty2BN9A/s72-c/TobiTimeFlyer2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-6788388314499273177</id><published>2007-04-02T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:22.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tobi Time! Part 1 "Minnesota Revisited"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RhB46d1to5I/AAAAAAAAAM8/t15EwxiJhIM/s1600-h/tobiminnesota2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048668128119989138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RhB46d1to5I/AAAAAAAAAM8/t15EwxiJhIM/s320/tobiminnesota2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My good friend "Tobias Heußner" (Nicknamed; Tobi) flew into town on March 30th at around 3:15pm. It took about 45 minutes due to getting through immigration and all that security crap. Too bad that Tobi is not an authorized Time Agent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tobi was very tired but a real trooper about coming to church on Friday night. He stated "I flew 5 thousand miles in order to come to church" (Chuckles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many Rockers wanted to go out to eat, but I made the executive desision to bring Tobi back to the house I were hung out with Craig (The TimeWalker)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Tobi laid passed out on the couch upstairs, TimeWalker imparted so top secret info to me about a new time menace! This new menace moves time around like chess pieces, and has been giving the time agency a real workout!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know nothing about chess and yet they still want me to investigate! The Agency could not wait for me to recover from my latest mission adventure:( We get Tobi to his room and TimeWalker states that he will not be able to help, since he has a large caseload. I am in this by myself, so I have to figure out how to find hangtime with Tobi, work my cover job at WFHM, ministry duties, and manage my physical body to recover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon it is time for bed. I need to get rested up for hosting the game night party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith; What was that sound? It's coming from my garage! It sounds familiar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I run to the garage and find a familiar site. My gold time flyer, but it has an upgraded title! "Time Flyer 2.0"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I step inside and find a transmission that communicates on what has transpired with the time line and how the "Chess Master" is playing games with it! I did not realize how tired I was and I fall asleep in the flyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning comes and my german friend finds my in the flyer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tobi; Keith? Keith? Where are you?... His time machine! I remember this! If I get bored, I fly around maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Time; Tobi Time Part 2 "Responsibilities"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-6788388314499273177?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/6788388314499273177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=6788388314499273177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/6788388314499273177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/6788388314499273177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/04/tobi-time-part-1-minnesota-revisited.html' title='Tobi Time! Part 1 &quot;Minnesota Revisited&quot;'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RhB46d1to5I/AAAAAAAAAM8/t15EwxiJhIM/s72-c/tobiminnesota2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-2563237219451917527</id><published>2007-03-31T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:22.677-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Peru with Love Part 9 "After Effects"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Rg_UVN1to4I/AAAAAAAAAM0/80Y8zAFhCZI/s1600-h/PERUtown2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048487168262906754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Rg_UVN1to4I/AAAAAAAAAM0/80Y8zAFhCZI/s320/PERUtown2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When I was asked "How was the Mission Trip to Peru"? I had to say "It is too hard to describe in a few words" I can safely say that the mission trip touched all of our hearts and minds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently blest and a bit overwhelmed by the response of e-mails from our new Peruvian friends. Several of the Peruvians Internet Messages me everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy getting e-mails from all of them, but my favorites are our translaotrs Alex and Daniel and Miguel the worship leader! I enjoyed Miguels child like excitement for GOD will for his life and how he was emotional and excited for Machu Pichu! Escpecially how nervous he was before the plane ride, and how taken back he was by the town of "Cusco"! He stated how magical it felt to him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex rocks and his music is enjoyable. Alex not only translates but he plays in a band and send me a cool music track via e-mail. Alex is so close to accepting Christ! My friend Nate Howard wjho was also one of our team members, gave Alex a englidh/spansih bible to read. Alex stated that he will be reading it from front to back:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel is incredible kind and has a great heart! His smile is very warm and friendly and I enjoyed how he helped me with my passion to learn another language. We first talked about my trip to Berlin, Germany and he burned a copy of "Beginning German" for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of our new Peruvian froiends ROCK! THe kids were a blast and we loved how much attention they gave us and how sincerely interested they were in our lives!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They state how much we were a blessing to them, and we state how much they were a blessing to us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They live so poorly and in harsh conditions and they are sincerely happy! Mostly the christian Peruvians! In american we Christians live so richly, but we tend to be so miserable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being there for the week, I was reminded YET again how discontent I am and how I bury myself in junk to entertain myself from boredom. My good friend Nate Howard, is planning to help me post most of my stuff on e-bay and/or other sites to  get rid of the unneeded stuff this coming Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will this make me more content? No, but in my attempt to stay satified, I amassed many collectible stuff. I figure with less stuff, I can actually spend more of my time on GOD and less on the unused junk in my life, and see GOD more clearly. Our stuff can easily turn into idols in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Peru I noticed that our american marketing was affecting the unsaved Peruvians, as some of them stated that if they had more money, they would be happy. I was shocked by the living conditions some of them had, and yet they had cable tv!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was told a story of a family that was so poor in another country that all they had was a tent, but for some odd reason, they were able to afford a satelite dish and get Dish Network! How twisted is that. I blame our messed up society and our own individual wicked hearts. We are so selfish and one of the things we do is dig in so deep to materialism that we are trapped in a hole and can't see clearly enough the needs of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more enlightened note, I was glad to see that a little money went a long way in Peru! The mission support paid for big meals made by our loving hosts, two pre-made homes were built, a roof replaced, souls were won for Christ, and the town of Bonengra became brighter by GODs light!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very thankfully for GOD blessing us by being a pioneer team and assisting the Community Church named "Cristo Vive" (Christ Lives) They are currently waiting to hear back from GCLA about being apart of our many churches!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just received an e-mail from that crazy love creature from Silvia's IM. He says, thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Time; Tobi Time! A 15 part storyline!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-2563237219451917527?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/2563237219451917527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=2563237219451917527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/2563237219451917527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/2563237219451917527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/03/from-peru-with-love-part-9-after.html' title='From Peru with Love Part 9 &quot;After Effects&quot;'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Rg_UVN1to4I/AAAAAAAAAM0/80Y8zAFhCZI/s72-c/PERUtown2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-5071796206350027041</id><published>2007-03-30T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:22.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Peru with Love Part 8 "Meet Adam Craven"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Rg_NBN1to3I/AAAAAAAAAMs/2Uu7ii_LeQQ/s1600-h/theresa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048479128084128626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Rg_NBN1to3I/AAAAAAAAAMs/2Uu7ii_LeQQ/s320/theresa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pictured above; Adam Craven and Teresa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam Craven! Keeping love alive during our Peru mission trip! Adam is one of my favorite Peru Mission team members and a good friend! According to "Rap Fella" (Raphael) the Arch Angel, Adam was well protected from the unintentionally harmful effects of the love creature from heaven. The love energy around Adam grown stronger for him in Peru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That creature is safely back in Peru and calming the gangs once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Peru, everyone was impressed by how every Peruvian loved Adam Craven, especially the women, and girls. They stated that he has beautiful eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was impressed by how well him and Israel, and Miguel got along. They hung out alot.  And Adam was one of the favorites with the kids of VBS, and the host familes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The love in Peru was fantastic and it was more than I ever seen in America. It would take a months worth of love in America to match a days worth of love in Peru!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Adam is gifted in art, one on one conversations, and has excellent knowledge of GODs word. He is very humble and he has a large heart for people! It was a good thing that Adam was well during and after the Peru mission trip since he had a big mission ahead of him that would take alot of energy and time! "School of ROCK" kids were being organized to do two Art works shops! Our hope is to get these kids to express themselves creatively and hopefully have artwork for the upcoming Artshow on April  27th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are not entirely sure why only three of us (Adam, Leon, and I) were not effected by the unintentionaly harmful effects of the love creature, but we do know GOD had his hand of us three for health reasons, and thankfully all of us team members were protected in the hostile neighbor of Bonengra. The gangs are very rough, according to our hosts, our translators, and Carlos Gomez, our point man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam Craven ROCKS, and hopefully he won't have too many Peruvian ladies busting down his door? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Time; From Peru with Love Part 9 "After Effects"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-5071796206350027041?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/5071796206350027041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=5071796206350027041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/5071796206350027041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/5071796206350027041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/03/from-peru-with-love-part-8-meet-adam.html' title='From Peru with Love Part 8 &quot;Meet Adam Craven&quot;'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Rg_NBN1to3I/AAAAAAAAAMs/2Uu7ii_LeQQ/s72-c/theresa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-4717926416646787996</id><published>2007-03-29T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:23.007-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Peru with Love Part 7 "Problems and Solutions"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Rg0cpd1to2I/AAAAAAAAAMk/2jdadbvrA4s/s1600-h/Perupoopycleanup2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047722256062325602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Rg0cpd1to2I/AAAAAAAAAMk/2jdadbvrA4s/s320/Perupoopycleanup2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Peru we experienced a number of problems. One of the major ones was our team trying to adjust to the food and living conditions. Explosive diarrhea was unfortunately an ongoing experience for many on the team. Some team memebers needed to lay out for almost a whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solutions to this problem came in the way of drugs and lots of prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another experience that looked like a problem was the living situations in Peru. My american endrenched mind was working overtime on how we in America could improve their lives! Then I received clarification. I am wishing my life on theirs. Although my life is not that great but with Christ it is great! Most of the Peruvians who were living below the poverty line were happy. The ones who were miserable were comparing their lives to us "Rich Americans" and they thought that if they have more, they will be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was overjoyed to hear that over 40 Peruvians in Bonengra accepted Christ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O'Malley shared the info to me on what is happening. Apparently the little creature I finally spotted is Peruvian. He noticed our team come in and immediately his powers went to work. This creature is an embodiment of "love from da heavens above"! According to "Rap Fella"!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What transpired is in emitting his powers to soften our hearts and let love in, it accidently softened something else. Our body systems run a little differently than Peruvians do, so while the team experienced explosive results, the Peruvians we experiencing peace, especially the gangs. GOD was definately a large part of this, but he sent this little creature down since it did request to help Peru.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we were leaving it grew attached to us, just like the Peruvians did and smuggled itself on board to my suitcase. Since it was mostly spirit it did not weight anything but its physical form left a shape and created footprints wherever it went.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately we have a dilemmia, because the creature was calming the gangs of Bonengra, and with it gone, chaos was happening. With it in North Minneapolis, they never experienced such peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rap Fella and O'Malley make the scene!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;O'Malley;&lt;/em&gt; Time to do your work "Rap Fella"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rap Fella;&lt;/em&gt; I made da scene ta make everything clean! &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The creature was sad that it had to leave, but it was glad to see these gang member play nice for once. Rap Fella extended his hands and O'Malley and I received word from our contacts in the hospital that all cases of diarrhea were disappearing! Rap Fella and the creature of "Love" flew back to Peru to help calm the gangs in Bonengra. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I then remembered that I forgot to ask why Leon, Adam and myself were not affected by the misapplied love? &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O'Malley had the answer. He stated that Leon and I were preventing everything by drugs. Adam had a different thing going! As Seth had stated "Some people got and Adam has all of it"! Adam had the "Love going on strong, to the point of many ladies in Peru swooning over him"! &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next Time From Peru with Love Part 8 "Meet Adam Craven" &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace! &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-4717926416646787996?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/4717926416646787996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=4717926416646787996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/4717926416646787996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/4717926416646787996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/03/from-peru-with-love-part-7-problems-and.html' title='From Peru with Love Part 7 &quot;Problems and Solutions&quot;'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Rg0cpd1to2I/AAAAAAAAAMk/2jdadbvrA4s/s72-c/Perupoopycleanup2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-6660095317608441113</id><published>2007-03-28T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:23.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Peru with Love Part 6 "Follow the Footprints"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RgyRdt1to1I/AAAAAAAAAMc/LCACJLPvZ8k/s1600-h/peruprints2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047569222082601810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RgyRdt1to1I/AAAAAAAAAMc/LCACJLPvZ8k/s320/peruprints2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was going through some of my photos and I found a picture of these footprints. These prints showed up in my of my photos. What ever I brought back must of been with us the entire time we were in Peru?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O'Malley was having a blast with his new friend. He happens to be a angel who likes to be hip with Rap Music! He goes by "Rap Fella"! His name kind of sounds alot like Raphael?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very unsure about this angelic help, since he rhymed everything he said. It was hard to take him seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Yo! Rap Fella! Can you enlight us to what is happening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rap Fella;&lt;/em&gt; What ya seek iz actually meek. It wuz yo' teams charm dat meant ya nahh harm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; What do you mean by our charm? Was it protecting us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rap Fella;&lt;/em&gt; It wuz appointed ta keep ya team from being disjointed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O'Malley;&lt;/em&gt; What can we do to stop this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rap Fella;&lt;/em&gt; Yo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; I apologize for interupting but this rapping and rap music is giving me a headache! O'Malley, can you interpret the info from our new friend "Rap Fella" and get back to me? I need to get some fresh air!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grap an air bike (it is like a hover car but looks like a motor bike) and I decide to follow the footprints from my neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that the footprints are slightly washed away, but still tracable, and it unfortunately takes me into North Minneapolis which can be a very tough neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonengra was reported to be a very tough and dangerous neighborhood, but our mission team experienced no problems. It was like everyone was subdued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about an hour, I notice something very odd? The rival gangs are playing soccer with each other, and it looks like a peaceful game?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scan the crowd to see if anything stands out, and sure enough, in a crowd of young kids, I see something that looks like a man, but different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly my phone rang and it was O'Malley and "Rap Fella"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O'Malley; I received a bundle of info from our friend! We need to find the "Cryptid" and get it back to Peru pronto!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Time; From Peru with Love Part 7 "Problems and Solutions"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-6660095317608441113?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/6660095317608441113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=6660095317608441113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/6660095317608441113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/6660095317608441113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/03/from-peru-with-love-part-6-follow.html' title='From Peru with Love Part 6 &quot;Follow the Footprints&quot;'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RgyRdt1to1I/AAAAAAAAAMc/LCACJLPvZ8k/s72-c/peruprints2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-4584818654673159938</id><published>2007-03-27T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:23.567-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Peru with Love Part 5 "Mountain Top Experiences"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RgyJS91to0I/AAAAAAAAAMU/Xs7gE3yVWPc/s1600-h/PERUmountain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047560241305985858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RgyJS91to0I/AAAAAAAAAMU/Xs7gE3yVWPc/s320/PERUmountain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peru overall was amazing, but when we went to the mountains, it was breathtaking! I miss the mountains! Don't have any mountains in Minnesota. Plenty of hills and bluffs, but no mountains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had many mountain top experiences during the missions trip! One of them was helping tear down and build two homes. Another was helping with Vacation Bible School! The kids were great, and amazingly well behaved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been while since places and people really moved me and brought me up to the height of mountains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently O'Malley and I have a "Mountain" of a problem since I accidently let something into the country that is causing people alot of discomfort. O'Malley is looking into files of certain "Incan" gods and godesses. I took the route of crypids. creatures presumed extinct or hypothetical species of creature known from anecdotal evidence and/or other evidence insufficient to prove their existence with scientific certainty. The slang term "cryptid" was first coined in 1983 by John Wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ruled out the possibly of one of the kids from the neighborhood climbing into the suitcase due to the weight restriction. They would of been pulled out at the airport checked luggage area.&lt;br /&gt;I flashback to another "Mountain Top Experience" of visiting a shanty town near the ocean. Even though these people lived in shacks in very poor conditions, they were still joyful and there was fours boys that stated that they read the bible and memorized bible verses. Pastor Arturo shared a good message with us about the area, and this message was hopeful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O'Malley and I were striking out on research and a solution to what this thing might be? This reminds me of how we tried to figure out why our team was sick and having a hardtime recovering. Could this be a spiritual attack? Did I carry back a demon in my suticase?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then received a e-mail from one of our translators in Peru, Alex, and he stated that the gangs in the area of Bonenegra were causing major problems and acting like they lost their minds. Many gang wars were breaking out. Very odd?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Agent O'Malley;&lt;/em&gt; Keith, I just got word that the hospitals are filling up with people experiencing explosive diarehea!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Oh Oh! We better figure this out fast?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;O'Malley;&lt;/em&gt; Maybe we can call on help from above?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; What do you mean?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;O'Malley;&lt;/em&gt; I was given an ability to call to heaven to bring help when needed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O'Malley made the request for help, and instantly a bright shining light pierced the sky. As the figure descended, I hear odd music? It sounded like rap music?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bright Shining Man; Yo! Yo! Yo! Bruthers from another mudda! I be here ta assist so da problems do not persist!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith thinks; Very odd! This Bright Shining man rapped like a hoodlum, but he was as white as a norweigan! He is wearing a baseball cap on backwards, and baggy pants with lots of bling!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O'Malley; Who are you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bright Shining Man; Names "Rap Fella"! I'm yo' man who has got da plan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith; What did we get ourselves into?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next Time; From Peru with Love "Follow the Footprints"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-4584818654673159938?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/4584818654673159938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=4584818654673159938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/4584818654673159938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/4584818654673159938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/03/from-peru-with-love-part-5-mountain-top.html' title='From Peru with Love Part 5 &quot;Mountain Top Experiences&quot;'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RgyJS91to0I/AAAAAAAAAMU/Xs7gE3yVWPc/s72-c/PERUmountain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-6230593482544135833</id><published>2007-03-26T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:23.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Peru with Love Part 4 "Team Up"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RgaqqTqBFXI/AAAAAAAAAMI/RREELrPfhBc/s1600-h/TEAMPERU2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045908076322952562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RgaqqTqBFXI/AAAAAAAAAMI/RREELrPfhBc/s320/TEAMPERU2007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pictured from left to right; Ann and Seth, Kelsey, Nate, Leon, Me, Marc, Justin, Andrea, Dan, Adam, Jodi, Ben, Alyssa, and Emily.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I mentioned earlier, I team ROCKed! I love each and everyone of our team members! Carlos Gomez and Marc Holtey really organized us well, and we split into three different teams on some of the days. With some of our members laid low from what we believed might be the food, the other team members pulled with their full strength! GOD really worked us well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my favorite team ups was with Marc, Justin, Leon, Adam, Nate, Andrea, and Alyssa. We were at the second home site, and Leon was pulling down the roof. Andrea and Alyssa were sharing the gospel with onlookers, and Nate and I took a break from the physical labor and were praying for Andrea and Alyssa's effectiveness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back home here in the states, on a Sunday, I was teaming up with Lizzy to try and figure out if this thing that came back in my luggage was still in the house or not. We tracked the mud prints and noticed that the footprints head out of the neighborhood. This can't be good for the city? We prayed and I quickly went to one of the Galileen Time Agency's sites to see if there was any news?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After several hours, nothing turned up and I tried the "Men in Black' website. Too much info to shift thru. I made a call to the agency and let them know what happened. They stated that they would let me know if anything came up?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I flashback to Peru and remember another team up were Miguel brought Nate with him to meet a friend. I forgot to ask Nate about this one. Maybe I will remeber to aske at house church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Probably the ultimate team up had to be Carlos Garcia and Marc Holtey! They really helped hold the team together, and organized us well...in my opinion!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I receive a call from the agency and I am asked twenty questions from Time Agent O'Malley. He asked me were I was in Peru and if I took photos? I stated that I would send all the photos to him via Yahoo photos, so he could examine each one. O'Malley stated that he would be over and we would need to team up on this case.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This turned into a case? As far as I know it could of been one of the kids from Bonenegra stowing away in my luggage, but then the kid would have to way much less than 25 pounds, and I don't see that as being realistic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O'Malley stated that he suspects what it maybe, and asked if we visited any Incan sites. I stated "Yes"! we visited two sites. Sacsayhuamán (also known as Saksaq Waman) O'Malley chuckled! And Machu Picchu; sometimes called the "Lost City of the Incas")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O'Malley went silent for a moment and then asked if we experienced any sickness while we were in Peru.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stated most of our team experienced explosive diarrhea and some had vomitted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O'Malley stated that hospitals are reporting a record number of emergency rooms full of people experiencing explosive diarreha! Thankfully no vomitting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What did I bring back with me???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next Time! From Peru with Love Part 5 "Moutain Top Experiences"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-6230593482544135833?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/6230593482544135833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=6230593482544135833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/6230593482544135833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/6230593482544135833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/03/from-peru-with-love-part-4-team-up.html' title='From Peru with Love Part 4 &quot;Team Up&quot;'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RgaqqTqBFXI/AAAAAAAAAMI/RREELrPfhBc/s72-c/TEAMPERU2007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-967631477145473167</id><published>2007-03-25T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:24.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Peru with Love Part 3 "Community"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RgaqSjqBFWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/XGiiH63voog/s1600-h/PERUcommunity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045907668301059426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RgaqSjqBFWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/XGiiH63voog/s320/PERUcommunity.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our team in Peru was awesome. I did notice that after many days together it was looking like a reality tv show. Nerves were wearing thin, but thankfully Christ held us together and GOD's grace was sufficient for us all! &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The community of Boneneca was amazing! What looks like a bombed out city is actually a slow build in progress of what they can afford. The Peruvians build their houses straight up, by building upon the existing structure. It was good to see the families working together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also enjoyed the food. I find it hard to understand how one can be joyful spending the majority of their day in their kitchen, but they love serving the family and they do it well! Unfortunately not everyone on the team was able to enjoy the food like I did. Most of the team got sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jokingly one of the community bonding moments happened Tuesday night thru early Wednesday morning, as I came to the house for breakfast, the other twelve members of our team reported having a "Explosive Diarrhea Party"! Not exactly my idea of a fun time, but it was their way of copeing by joking about it. Unfortunately many were laid up but the work still got done and many that were sick still pushed themselves and completed projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed Mark Darling message on "Disappointment" and I thought about the Peruvians on how they rarely let their circumstances disappoint them. Their main way of life is "Community" and this is where we got to witness alot of Boneneca's warmth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived at our annual all church gathering and it was good to see the many faces that I rarely get to see on a weekly basis. The message of going "Back" and then towards the "Future" was clever, and I hope to see the church in Boneneca grow in this way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a greasy meal at "Little T's" I got back home and found my roomie Lizzy, watching movies. I asked him some questions about the suitcase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Hey Lizzy, I appreciate the humor, but how did you do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lizzy;&lt;/em&gt; ??? What are you talking about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; My suitcase and then the muddy footprints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lizzy;&lt;/em&gt; I have no idea what you are talking about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Are you pulling a prank?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lizzy;&lt;/em&gt; I don't have time to pull any pranks, with planning the wedding with Cheryl, working two jobs, and full time church duties! What are you talking about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lizzy and I go upstairs as I show him the suitcase, and then I show him the dried mud footprints on the patio. Lizzy went pale, and stated that he did not do this and was wondering where this thing might be?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Looks like we got a mystery on our hands?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next Time;&lt;/em&gt; From Peru with Love "Team Up"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-967631477145473167?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/967631477145473167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=967631477145473167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/967631477145473167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/967631477145473167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/03/from-peru-with-love-part-3-community.html' title='From Peru with Love Part 3 &quot;Community&quot;'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RgaqSjqBFWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/XGiiH63voog/s72-c/PERUcommunity.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-326495285524209087</id><published>2007-03-24T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:24.218-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Peru with Love Part 2 "Memorable Moments"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RgajujqBFUI/AAAAAAAAALw/ZlG1K9C6JDg/s1600-h/peruhousebuilt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045900452756002114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RgajujqBFUI/AAAAAAAAALw/ZlG1K9C6JDg/s320/peruhousebuilt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pictured; (From left to right) Jose, Daniel, Jodi, Justin, Dan, Ben, Nate and Leon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't seem to be missing anything? It is very odd that I would have space for a body in my suitcase and still make the weight requirement of under 50 pounds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember leaving my suitcase unattended? Very odd? I best check around the house and see if maybe it was a prank from my roomie Lizzy? It has been four days since we got back and maybe he had someone small enough to lay in the suitcase and form it, and then cover it in clothes for the joke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I will deal with that later! Time to clean up this mess and simply reflect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of may favorite moments was seeing the kids at VBS! There was about 52 kids that attended through out the week. Singing songs and playing those crazy activities were they got to run around like wild animals! It was simply a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel in love with the town instantly. Even though the city of Boceneca is in a desert and the houses look like a bomb hit, it was still feeling like a home away from home for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another memorable moment is when we went to "Miraflores" the capital city of Lima, Peru, and a number of our team were excited about coffee and icecream! I had an iced chai, since it was warm out and I was in desparate need for caffeine! The place we went to was a shopping center overlooking the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The translators Alex and Daniel were excellent and very istrumental in helping us communicate to the Peruvians. They are great guys and I hope they geet a chance to work together again and if the church in Boneneca signs on to GCLA, and we are called to go back to the church to help them, I hope we can request these two again?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Building the two houses with the extra support money raised was awesome and it really touched my heart! I wish we had more more to built many more houses, but that is when I needed to thank GOD that thru the support, two prefab houses were made possible! The families that received these houses were not saved, but thankfully showed up at church and we pray that they will continue coming? Jose was very instrumental in getting these house up and operational!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So many memories to talk about, but I spent too much time in reflection and not enough time cleaning up! I wish my roomie would of slowed down enough to help keep the place clean, but unforgenately that seems like too tall of a request order:( &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Off to the ROCK, But before I left I noticed something. Muddy footprints on my patio! Not again!!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next time! From Peru with Love Part Three "Community"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-326495285524209087?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/326495285524209087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=326495285524209087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/326495285524209087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/326495285524209087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/03/from-peru-with-love-part-2-memorable.html' title='From Peru with Love Part 2 &quot;Memorable Moments&quot;'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RgajujqBFUI/AAAAAAAAALw/ZlG1K9C6JDg/s72-c/peruhousebuilt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-4058439861582391976</id><published>2007-03-23T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:24.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Peru with Love Part 1 "Too Peru"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RgaPJzqBFTI/AAAAAAAAALo/5L7S6IyBd18/s1600-h/limaperuskyline.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045877831163254066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RgaPJzqBFTI/AAAAAAAAALo/5L7S6IyBd18/s320/limaperuskyline.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;DISCLAIMER; This storyline is not a "blow by blow" account of the mission trip, but mereluy a recollection of the Peru trip with a sci-fi twist:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit, I was very excited and a bit fearful of our Peru Mission trip. Our team members are Rockers; Jodi Bonkoski, Adam Craven, &lt;a href="ymsgr:sendim?leondehnke"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Leon Dehnke, Nathan Howard, Emily Kurek, Justin Kremer, Kelsey Murray, Andrea Norgren, Alyssa Perry, Ben Robison, Dan Rollins, Ann and Seth Rosenzweig, and our team leader Marc Holtey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our flight left the Minneapolis airport around 10am Saturday March 10th. Even though Ben Robison (Soon to be the Time Controller) and myself, are time agents, the Time Agency wanted us to take a break and enjoy serving and vacationing in Lima, Cusco, and Machu Pichu, Peru!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flight went smoothly and we landed in Altanta for the layover. I was contacted by Kat (a former Rocker) and we were hopeing to connect in the Atlanta, Georgia airport, but unfortunately time was against us, and our flight was ready sooner that we expected. I let Kat know that I would be in touch with her thru "MySpace".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we landed at the Lima, Peru airport, we were greeted by many of the families and Pastor Carlos Gomez and Pastor Arturo. We took a bus over to the house and it was packed with our luggage and many of the latinos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 1am in the morning as we split into two groups. I went with Seth, and Adam to Pastor Arturo's house. The neighborhood looked like it was hit by a bomb? But it seemed so warm and welcoming. After a good night's sleep it was time for breakfast at the other house at 8am in the morning. I was not used to eating this early:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way over I noticed many stray dogs, and a few cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also hear my a name a few times, but I passed that off as jet lag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast was delicious! I love having eggs in the morning. We hit the ground running with projects to help replace the roof of a home directly behind and help run VBS, lead by Miguel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not used to eating so much. Even though the meals were spread through out the day of Breakfast at 8am, Lunch at 1pm and Dinner at either 6:30pm, 8pm or 9pm, I noticed that I don't eat the scheduled. Sometimes I actually miss a meal during the day:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The familes were awesome and the neighborhood was great. Pastor Carlos Gomez was awesome at organizing everything and Pastor Arturo was awesome and instrumental in keeping us safe! Alex and Daniel were awesome translators and not only kept us safe but taught us alot about the area! Silvia, Esteban, Jose (jr), Fannie, and the other kids were awesome to play with and they warmed our hearts. Miguel was incredibly awesome with the kids! His leading of worship and VBS was excellent! Israel is an awesome servant of the church and the familes. Adam and Israel will probably be lifetime friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently I am at home on a Friday reflecting on all that transpired, and slowly unpacking since I was so tired during the week. I noticed something very odd! One of my suitcases has the indentations on a human form?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next Time!&lt;/em&gt; From Peru with Love! Part 2 "Memorable Moments" &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-4058439861582391976?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/4058439861582391976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=4058439861582391976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/4058439861582391976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/4058439861582391976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/03/from-peru-with-love-part-1-too-peru.html' title='From Peru with Love Part 1 &quot;Too Peru&quot;'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RgaPJzqBFTI/AAAAAAAAALo/5L7S6IyBd18/s72-c/limaperuskyline.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-1417315557489199279</id><published>2007-03-01T22:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:25.842-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RehjWgzUVkI/AAAAAAAAALc/hw7QNRZdbnY/s1600-h/thanksagain2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037385421627348546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RehjWgzUVkI/AAAAAAAAALc/hw7QNRZdbnY/s320/thanksagain2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello friends! Thank you once again for reading!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really enjoyed writing this last story line, and I am eagerly waiting to write the next one, but I plan to take a break and start up again after coming back from Peru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In late march I will start a 9 part story line!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From March 23rd to March 31st; "From Peru with Love"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless!&lt;br /&gt;Keith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-1417315557489199279?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/1417315557489199279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=1417315557489199279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/1417315557489199279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/1417315557489199279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/03/thank-you.html' title='Thank You!'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RehjWgzUVkI/AAAAAAAAALc/hw7QNRZdbnY/s72-c/thanksagain2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-951246724968223411</id><published>2007-02-28T05:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:26.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a Wonderful Wife Part 13 "Maybe Someday?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Reba2wveiMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Y6tpJUIPqDE/s1600-h/wonderfulwifeoutside2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036953867592304834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Reba2wveiMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Y6tpJUIPqDE/s320/wonderfulwifeoutside2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;I wake up at 3am in the morning, in my own bed, in my townhouse. No more mansion. No more talk show, no more fresh air, and the fantasy of being married with children has ended.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Being perfectly honest with myself, I have never been anxious to rush to the alter. But I am also honest with myself and not having the gift of singleness.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The threat of Donovan is over. The Time Agents decided to go easy on him and were able to rewrite all the history that Donovan created with our Blue Fire Alien friend. Donovan is locked away for his own good and for the sake of time and our reality.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Blue Fire Alien helped the Time Agents fix everything, right after he granted me one final wish.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The wish went like this...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elizabeth;&lt;/em&gt; Keith! Where have you been? You have been gone for hours? And it is snowing? I can't believe that we got snow this year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; The weather satelites are gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elizabeth;&lt;/em&gt; You did not answer my question. Where were you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; With a good friend. He was packing to leave out of town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elizabeth;&lt;/em&gt; I am glad that you got back home in time for dinner. We decided to have a mix of meat and veggies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; You are wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elizabeth;&lt;/em&gt; You look sad. It this because of your friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Yes...but let's not delay our dinner. I am hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We sit down to eat, and after dinner were go to the living room for our nightly bible study. After this we all play our favorite board games.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elizabeth and I bring the kids to bed. Haley first.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Haley;&lt;/em&gt; Daddie, can we plway with the monkeys tomorrow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Maybe, my little princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Haley;&lt;/em&gt; Good nite Daddie, I lwove you and mommie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; We love you too Haley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next we get Nathaniel to bed.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nathaniel;&lt;/em&gt; Dad! Can I get a new PS3?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Maybe, on your birthday son?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nathaniel;&lt;/em&gt; Awww, that's not until three months from now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Patience son. Sleep well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elizabeth and I walk to our room, holding hands.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elizabeth;&lt;/em&gt; Should I start the jacuzzi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; No...I am too tired. Let's just get to bed. It has been a long day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elizabeth kisses me and we laydown. I fall asleep quickly a&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;nd that is when I wake up in my bed at 3am.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is over. It was wonderful, but not my reality. I sometimes wonder if I ever will meet that special someone and get married?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The longer I am single, the more unlikely I believe that I will ever have a loving wife and family? But it is best for me to be optimistic.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe someday?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next Time;&lt;/em&gt; Thank you faithful readers!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Peace!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Keith&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-951246724968223411?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/951246724968223411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=951246724968223411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/951246724968223411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/951246724968223411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/02/wonderful-wife-part-13-maybe-someday.html' title='a Wonderful Wife Part 13 &quot;Maybe Someday?&quot;'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Reba2wveiMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Y6tpJUIPqDE/s72-c/wonderfulwifeoutside2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-2352990832820599282</id><published>2007-02-27T20:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:26.205-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a Wonderful Wife Part 12 "One Last Dance"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/ReOxJIb2yuI/AAAAAAAAALE/I-hVIIO2zf0/s1600-h/lastdance2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036063578771606242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/ReOxJIb2yuI/AAAAAAAAALE/I-hVIIO2zf0/s320/lastdance2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; I thought I was going to go deaf from the alarms in the lower levels of Weisman Art Musuem. As I stumbled around, I was leaning against the wall that triggered a secret door and I fell into a room full of monitoring screens and equipment. On one of the screens was an exact image of the hell I have had seen in my bad dreams. This world has burning buildings, violent people, and raging storms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another screen in this hell I see Ben Robison and the Galileen Time Agency crew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I hear a voice!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Blue Fire Alien; Time Agent Keith...I am glad that you got here safely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; What is going on? What is this place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Blue Fire Alien; I will tell you the story of what has transpired since you were gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Gone? Oh yeah, I vaguely remember this. I am starting to understand what is reality. What is really happening here on Earth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Blue Fire Alien; Me and my brethern were ready to leave this world, and then I heard one man's cries. This man works for the Galileen Time Agency. He told me of his situation and I sympathizied, and as I was about to leave, I found myself being manipulated into creating the utopian world that you have been experiencing and love, but I only had so much energy and had to separate the realities, but this hell place is not anything like the real world is either. It is much worse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; You said that an Agent from the Galileen Time Agency made you do this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Blue Fire Alien; Yes! His name is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Donovan; Donovan! Yes that is my name! You can call me the ruler of this world!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Donovan? I am starting to remember you. You are one of our tech heads at the agency?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Donovan; Yes, I am! How did you get here Time Agent?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith; I was actually drawn here by our blue fire alien friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Blue Fire Alien; &lt;em&gt;Donovan is no friend of anyones but his own.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Donovan; All that will change when I achieve my goal.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Enlighten me to your goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Donovan; Soon, the one I love will come back to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; What? You changed this world to fit one need?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blue Fire Alien; Started his wish by asking me to bless this world with love, and so I did. Everyone that wanted someone, received someone to love, but I did not know that Donovan was trying to change the heart of his ex-Wife. He then restrained and controled me to banish people who would not accept love, like criminals and other sinners to his hand crafted hell. He had me push love harder, but single people who love being single rebelled, and he sent them to hell. At this point, I needed to find a way to alert the time agency so I created signs that would alert the Time Agents of danger. The latest threat that they were aware of was an alternate form of you Keith. He was an egyptian king that tried warping the universe to his image. Once the signs of pyramid shapes were seen, the Time Agents leap into action, but Donovan banished them to hell with my power.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; And after all this Donovan, your ex-wife...has she accepted you back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Donovan; no (sheepishly) But I will have our blue fire friend PUSH HARDER!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Our Blue Fire friend is already exhausted, and you should know better that you cannot make anyone love you! It is futile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Donovan; why did she kick me out? (muttering)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Donovan. Stop this now since you can't change her heart. Not ever God can manipulate us to love him. Let this go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Donovan; I didn't want to hurt anyone...I just wanted her back. (After a long pause) Keith, turn the dial on the control panel.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith turns the control and the worlds start to fade out. The Blue Fire Alien is free from his restraints, and he says...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blue Fire Alien; Thank you Keith. You are a good man.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; No is good brother. You are free to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blue Fire Alien; I would like to grant you a wish good friend. What would you like?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; One Last Dance with my wonderful wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next Time;&lt;/em&gt; a Wonderful Wife; Maybe Someday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-2352990832820599282?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/2352990832820599282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=2352990832820599282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/2352990832820599282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/2352990832820599282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/02/wonderful-wife-part-12-one-last-dance.html' title='a Wonderful Wife Part 12 &quot;One Last Dance&quot;'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/ReOxJIb2yuI/AAAAAAAAALE/I-hVIIO2zf0/s72-c/lastdance2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-8734795023279780289</id><published>2007-02-26T18:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:26.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a Wonderful Wife Part 11 "Blue Hell"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/ReJFdob2ytI/AAAAAAAAAK4/v3RrugPGxPE/s1600-h/bluhell2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035663708726414034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/ReJFdob2ytI/AAAAAAAAAK4/v3RrugPGxPE/s320/bluhell2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Have you ever experienced a time where a woman was so upset that all she could do is turn beat red, and yell "If you can't figure it out, I won't tell you!!!" and then slam the door shut?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife became very upset and I could not figure out why? As I carried my duffle bag out to the car. Elizabeth was kind enough to pack my duffle bag with stuff I need before kicking me out of the house. The kids were crying and I did not know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked over to Kurt Johnson's house, but I found out that Kurt's wife Krista kicked him out too. I asked Krista where Kurt might be, but she just turned red with anger and slamed the door. Very odd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked each house in the neighborhood, and with each house, the wife had kicked the husband out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then sky started to turn blue and it looked like fire was dancing through the sky? The fire took on the shape of a face and in it's mouth was the "Weisman Art Center" and the blue fire face said "Help me!!!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I woke up in a cold sweet! It is 3;30 am Monday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elizabeth;&lt;/em&gt; What is wrong honey? You look pale!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Another bad dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elizabeth holds me and says;&lt;/em&gt; You have been having bad dreams all weekend. Please see the therapist at my workplace. I believe she can help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Dear, you know what I think about therapists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elizabeth;&lt;/em&gt; I know, but please try this? For me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Ok...book an appointment, for next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elizabeth;&lt;/em&gt; Honey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Ok...for tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elizabeth;&lt;/em&gt; I will call her now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; She is up at this hour?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elizabeth;&lt;/em&gt; She has an automated scheduler that lists her schedule.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith thinks; While I wait for the schedule I should investigate the Weisman and see what information I can obtain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Dear...I need to step out for some fresh air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elizabeth;&lt;/em&gt; Ok...can I do anything to help?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Yes...Please pray for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elizabeth;&lt;/em&gt; I love you Keith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; I love you too Elizabeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dress in black, since it can serve as a dual purpose. Most of the art crowd dresses in black, and it will help me sneak around parts of the Weisman that might be restricted?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After an hour of looking around, I find nothing and I am about to leave when I notice one of the paintings shine with blue light, and I hear a voice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blue Fire Alien; Are you Time Agent Keith? It is so hard for me to concentrate...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Yes. I am the one you speak off, but I must be dreaming? Did I become bored with the museum and fall asleep in a corner of the this art building?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blue Fire Alien; No, you did not...Please follow me, and try to keep quiet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The alien leads me to a sculpture, that happens to have a secret passage way. I climb down and I see an entryway lit in blue light. Then the unexpected happens! My cell phone rings, and it's my wife Elizabeth, probably wondering where I am at?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alarms go off!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Time; a Wonderful Wife Part 12 "One Last Dance"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-8734795023279780289?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/8734795023279780289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=8734795023279780289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/8734795023279780289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/8734795023279780289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/02/wonderful-wife-part-11-blue-hell.html' title='a Wonderful Wife Part 11 &quot;Blue Hell&quot;'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/ReJFdob2ytI/AAAAAAAAAK4/v3RrugPGxPE/s72-c/bluhell2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-7041104621862147820</id><published>2007-02-23T21:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:26.548-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a Wonderful Wife Part 10 "Imperfect World"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/ReJE5ob2ysI/AAAAAAAAAKs/iICPvS3eZS8/s1600-h/imperfectworld2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035663090251123394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/ReJE5ob2ysI/AAAAAAAAAKs/iICPvS3eZS8/s320/imperfectworld2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Haley and Elizabeth just back to the house from the hospital. I got back just minutes before they did.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; How is our little princess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elizabeth;&lt;/em&gt; The Doc said Haley is just having recurring nightmares. No much the can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith; Did Haley go into anymore detail?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elizabeth;&lt;/em&gt; All we could come up with is that she has a friend named Ben that protects her when she is in the bad place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Ben Robison?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elizabeth;&lt;/em&gt; She did not know his last name, but just his name is Ben and he has other friend that are dressed up like they are going sunday church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith thinks;&lt;/em&gt; The Galileen Time Agency?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elizabeth;&lt;/em&gt; Honey you are pale again...what is wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; I was at my appointment with the meditation specialist and I was guided to the visons from my bad dreams, and I seen Ben, along with a group of well dressed people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elizabeth;&lt;/em&gt; What does this mean honey? (frightened look on her face)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; I wish I knew, but seems that there is not much to guided meditation so I brought Kirk through it and he had similiar visions. From what we can gather, this "bad place" has people who are violent, and there is a man in silver armor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Haley;&lt;/em&gt; Don't fworget the blue nwice man, and these thwings. (Haley holds up a triangle shaped toy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; You are right princess, I won't forget about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elizabeth;&lt;/em&gt; What should we do honey?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; For now, the best we can do is pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith thinks; I could not forget what Ben said to me in my vision. "You shouldn't be here! This is not the way to help us!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wonder what can I do to help? Maybe I can get inside the Weisman Art Musuem and see if anything looks out of place?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elizabeth;&lt;/em&gt; Honey, it is your turn to make dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Oh, yeah, that's right! I better check our schedule to remember what I promised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith thinks;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Roasted Eggplant Soup? Yuck...but then Elizabeth does make delicious meaty meals for me and the kids, so I best not complain.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Funny thing is I bounce back and forth from this life, to another that naggs at me that I am single? I wonder is real, and I believe that inside the Weisman Art Center is where I will find the answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nathaniel;&lt;/em&gt; Daddy! Don't forget that after dinner, it is our boys night! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Let me guess? Nintendo Wii till bedtime?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nathaniel;&lt;/em&gt; Yup!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; I am looking forward to it son! Can you help me cut the eggplant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nathaniel;&lt;/em&gt; Yuck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meanwhile deep inside the Weisman Art Center...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Silver Armored Man;&lt;/em&gt; The world is changing. We must press harder! I must obtain my goal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blue Fire Alien; No...please end this madness...I can't hold this together for too much longer...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next Time;&lt;/em&gt; a Wonderful Wife Part 11 "Blue Hell"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-7041104621862147820?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/7041104621862147820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=7041104621862147820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/7041104621862147820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/7041104621862147820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/02/wonderful-wife-part-10-imperfect-world.html' title='a Wonderful Wife Part 10 &quot;Imperfect World&quot;'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/ReJE5ob2ysI/AAAAAAAAAKs/iICPvS3eZS8/s72-c/imperfectworld2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-7147810881860272066</id><published>2007-02-22T21:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:26.835-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a Wonderful Wife Part 9 "Bad Dreams"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Rd79bYb2yrI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Wvqi7N2rU0E/s1600-h/baddreams2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034740080304376498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Rd79bYb2yrI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Wvqi7N2rU0E/s320/baddreams2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Rd2d1ob2yqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/HG0pAmUBOz0/s1600-h/badbaddreams2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;I woke up in a cold sweat! I could not believe the bad dreams I had throughout the night! I notice my daughter Haley in bed with me and my wife once again. My daughter Haley has been having nightmares for the past several days. She still will not let us know the things that were happening in her bad dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can go on is Haley's mutterings of monsters, blue nice man, silver mean man, and Ben friend.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;After me and my wife discussed this, my wife Elizabeth decides to take Haley to the child care pychistrist at the hospital she works at. Elizabeth asks me if I want to come for my situation too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I state that I am having trouble recalling what the details, but they are very intense and a child pyche would probably not help, so I book an appointment with the our guided mediation guy at my work, who helps when staff gets stressed out on the show.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;We keep our cell phones on so we can give each other updates, and I head to work.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Kirk in?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Front desk girl;&lt;/em&gt; Yes Mr. Stan-Ge-Land, he is in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Please call me Keith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Front desk girl;&lt;/em&gt; Yes...Mr. Stangeland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith thinks;&lt;/em&gt; It may take a while to train that one in. I so hate being called Mr. Stan-ge-land, or Sir!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Kirk! Can you help me out with something?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kirk;&lt;/em&gt; What can I do you for sir?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Kirk! Please call me Keith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kirk;&lt;/em&gt; Ok, Sir...Keith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; I have been having some bad dreams last night. They were very intense. Would you have time to guide me through them?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kirk;&lt;/em&gt; Yes Sir! I mean, Keith...sir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith thinks;&lt;/em&gt; I am not going win:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kirk;&lt;/em&gt; Have you been experiencing alot of stress lately?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; No, everything has been wonderful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kirk;&lt;/em&gt; How about any changes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Yeah! A lot changes, but they all seem great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kirk;&lt;/em&gt; Lets get you to lay back, and I will dim the lites. Relax and think of one of the things you remember from your bad dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; I remember blue lights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kirk (startled);&lt;/em&gt; I have seen them too in my dreams and the night sky!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Yeah! One night I seen a burning blue lighted pyramid!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kirk;&lt;/em&gt; Let's get you relaxing, and start the meditation. I am interested in finding out what is happening in your melon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kirk gets the music going and the guided meditation works better than I thought! I instantly go into rem sleep.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I see people that were in my dream, but they are angry and they have fangs like vampires! As I run I see the sky is blue with light, but it is dark and everything looks dead. Not alive and beautiful like our reality. Then I am floating above the city and I see pyramids everywhere, except in the center of it all is the Weisman Art Building.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;As I desend, I see a gathering of people. I float down closer and I tap one of the men on the should and to my amazement it's...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; Keith! You shouldn't be here! This is not the way to help us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next time;&lt;/em&gt; a Wonderful Wife Part 10 "Imperfect World"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-7147810881860272066?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/7147810881860272066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=7147810881860272066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/7147810881860272066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/7147810881860272066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/02/wonderful-wife-part-9-bad-dreams.html' title='a Wonderful Wife Part 9 &quot;Bad Dreams&quot;'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Rd79bYb2yrI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Wvqi7N2rU0E/s72-c/baddreams2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-7246545228796154414</id><published>2007-02-21T15:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:27.134-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a Wonderful Wife Part 8 "Talk Show Prep"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Rd0nAYb2ypI/AAAAAAAAAKI/hGQB-qKeNWM/s1600-h/talk_show2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034222845982853778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Rd0nAYb2ypI/AAAAAAAAAKI/hGQB-qKeNWM/s320/talk_show2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I convinced my wife to surrender the key to the office in my garage, so I could try and get some research in! After 4 hours came and went and I was shockingly surprised at what info I gained!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is no crime in the world. People live til 150 years, and pass away peacefully. Very few illnesses, and no fatal diseases. There is no national or international debt.  No fossil fuels, just solar and electric, and some nuclear energy. No wars, or history of wars ever. I was taken back by how seemily perfect this world is?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I also did some searching for my friends Ben Robison, Sarah Lawrence, and Anna Bruhn. All of them were missing, including several other single friends of mine. Everyone of the time agents from the Galileen Time Agency do not exist.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;This world must be illusionary, bt yet the memories are getting stronger and stronger, like I am coming out of a bad dream and waking up to paradise!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I leave the house and make a stop to the writers and I hope that they have scripts?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;The writers have material, but it reads like old comedy show scripts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I am living in a 1950s tv series!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am glad that I won't need to have anything ready till the weekend, so I can pace myself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I take a writer and a camera man, and let them know that we are taking the show to the streets. After hours of interviews, everyone we talked to has a great life. No one is hurting, and everyone uses the words "Amazing" or "Wonderful"!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am not sure how I am going to make a show out of this fluffy stuff, so I take the info to the producer of the show, and to my amazement, he says; "Amazing"!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I decide to test something and I ask the producer how is his wife, and he says "Wonderful"! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I ask one of the women on staff how is the hubby and she says "Amazing"!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am a bit creeped out at this point and suspect something is really wrong.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Back to the internet I go! I get back home and unfortunately my wife has a message on the door again. "No Entry"!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elizabeth;&lt;/em&gt; Keith! Please sit down with your family and have a meal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Ok dear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elizabeth;&lt;/em&gt; You look pale honey. What is wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Just a rough day at work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elizabeth;&lt;/em&gt; I sure tomorrow will be "Amazing"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next Time;&lt;/em&gt; a Wonderful Wife Part 9 "Bad Dreams"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-7246545228796154414?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/7246545228796154414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=7246545228796154414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/7246545228796154414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/7246545228796154414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/02/wonderful-wife-part-8-talk-show-prep.html' title='a Wonderful Wife Part 8 &quot;Talk Show Prep&quot;'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Rd0nAYb2ypI/AAAAAAAAAKI/hGQB-qKeNWM/s72-c/talk_show2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-8493990900721411370</id><published>2007-02-20T15:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:27.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a Wonderful Wife Part 7 "Honey Do Day"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RdvFeIb2yoI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/VamRkYxRibg/s1600-h/honeydome2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033834129967729282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RdvFeIb2yoI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/VamRkYxRibg/s320/honeydome2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Monday Morning February 19th, and just when I thought I would be able to get my research in, my wife handed me the list! The "Honey Do" list! One look at it and figured that it would take up my entire day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife's response was;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elizabeth;&lt;/em&gt; This will keep you out of trouble since you are not taping your show today! (She smiles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; You want me to pick up women's things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elizabeth;&lt;/em&gt; You are a big enough man to handle it, and don't worry about the kids! My mother will be watching them today while I am at work. Have fun, and stay...out...of...trouble (She gently pokes my chest with her finger on each word) I love you honey! (She kisses me on the lips)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith; Can I stop by the comic shop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elizabeth;&lt;/em&gt; Nope! Not in the budget. Love you! (She heads off to work)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith thinks; Bummer! Maybe I can quickly go to my office and look up stuff before I go out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Keith runs to his office in the garage and is unpleasently surprised...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith thinks; Elizabeth knew I was gonna go to my office. Not only did she lock my office door, but she took the key off my keyring and posted a note on the door, stating "Not till all on the list is completed and I am back home", and to top it all off, Elizabeth attached fake "Police Tape" across the door, so if I broke it she would know! Elizabeth is a very clever woman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Since I am in the garage, I best be on my way to complete this list:( Maybe I can get back with plenty of time to retrieve the info I am looking for?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Most of the items cannot be mentioned, due to woman items, and these errands brings me through most parts of the city! I notice that many of the building structures have pyramid shapes. As I drive past the Foshey Tower, I notice that it is closed for remodeling. I wonder what happened to the "Galileen Time Agency"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;When did Minneapolis decide to get a pyramid motif? I best be on to the next item on the list or Elizabeth will be upset with me, if I am not back by 6pm! Next stop, the Saint Paul U of M campus!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well that is odd? Out of all of the buildings I have seen, the Weisman Art Museum has not changed? Maybe it would not be artistic if it was shaped like a pyramid?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't believe how fast time went? I best get back home and complete several of the house projects.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Upon returning home, I go directly to his office, only to find a note that states "See me first!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith thinks; Just when I thought I had a chance! Oh well, I am sure that Elizabeth wants to know that I picked up everything?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Inside the house...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Elizabeth; Thank you honey! (She kisses me) You did everything on the list! Time for your reward! Let's go immediately to the jacuzzi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Ahhh...dear, what about my resear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Elizabeth; Shhhh...come with me. (She takes my hand) The kids won't be back til morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith thinks;&lt;/em&gt; I feel like I am being purposely kept away from the computer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meanwhile, deep inside the Weisman Art Museum...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Silver-Armored Man;&lt;/em&gt; All is going according to my plans!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next Time;&lt;/em&gt; a Wonderful Wife Part 8 "Talk Show Prep"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-8493990900721411370?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/8493990900721411370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=8493990900721411370' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/8493990900721411370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/8493990900721411370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/02/wonderful-wife-part-7-honey-do-day.html' title='a Wonderful Wife Part 7 &quot;Honey Do Day&quot;'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RdvFeIb2yoI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/VamRkYxRibg/s72-c/honeydome2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-1784409187717507663</id><published>2007-02-19T15:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:27.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a Wonderful Wife Part 6 "Happy Kids"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RdY5qO2KikI/AAAAAAAAAJY/PU4CuW4f5kc/s1600-h/kids2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032273031335676482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RdY5qO2KikI/AAAAAAAAAJY/PU4CuW4f5kc/s320/kids2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Ever encounter a time where a kid was so excited that he or she could not slow down in talking about what they did in order to understand them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son Nathaniel, and my daughter Haley were keeping me and my wonderful wife busy! They had just came back from a week with their Grandma's house (My Mom in Law Patti) Grandma Patti spoiled them rotten! Haley was asking if she could have a pony, since they rode on one during the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a full weekend the kids are still not bored with the yard project! We unveiled it on Sunday to our little ones, and we invited all the kids in the neighborhood to come and play. It was a mob scene of parents and their children, but it was a blessing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The yard project is a very large playground. Biggest one I have ever seen, and built for that matter! Thankfully our ROCK community pitched in and Elizabeth and I decided to make it large enough for the entire community to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday ended up being a full day, and all the parents thanked us for building the playground and letting them be a part of it. Their kids were overjoyed! We thanked all of the couples that helped us build it. We are amazingly blest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not help but wonder why the pre-designed playground had many pyramid shapes to it? Even the sandbox that contains it, is triangle shaped. This brings me back to the object I seen in the sky of a blue fire pyramid hovering and then quickly disappearing! I did not tell my wife, because I did not want to alarm her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we got the kids tucked into bed I let Elizabeth know that I needed to research material for my upcoming show. She understood, but she still wanted to spend time with me. I promised I would make it up to her the following night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the office I immediately went to the internet to look up info on the friends that I believe are missing and further info on my surroundings, and before I could get the computer warmed up...I was interupted...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Haley;&lt;/em&gt; Daddie...I can't sweep (she rubbed her eyes and was crying)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; What is wrong dear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Haley;&lt;/em&gt; I had a scwary dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Can you tell me about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Haley;&lt;/em&gt; No...too scwary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Alright dear, I will bring you to Mommies and my bedroom and you can sleep with us...will that help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Haley;&lt;/em&gt; Yes Daddie! I be swafe with You and Mommie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith thinks; So much for my research? Maybe I can get some research done Monday morning?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next Time;&lt;/em&gt; a Wonderful Wife Part 7 "Honey Do Day"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-1784409187717507663?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/1784409187717507663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=1784409187717507663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/1784409187717507663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/1784409187717507663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/02/wonderful-wife-part-6-happy-kids.html' title='a Wonderful Wife Part 6 &quot;Happy Kids&quot;'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RdY5qO2KikI/AAAAAAAAAJY/PU4CuW4f5kc/s72-c/kids2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-3722947789703529302</id><published>2007-02-16T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:27.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a Wonderful Wife Part 5 "Finishing the Yard Project"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RdUjwO2KijI/AAAAAAAAAJM/33eGk0RQcoY/s1600-h/wonderfulwife3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031967470182369842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RdUjwO2KijI/AAAAAAAAAJM/33eGk0RQcoY/s320/wonderfulwife3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;After an hour of discussing the yard project, we decide to build it much bigger for all to enjoy and recruit help in finishing this project! Our neighborhood community of Rockers is huge and after a number of phone calls, we established shifts for Friday February 16th. Thankfully I have Friday off! I don't do work fridays, except for this home project! A number of our Rockers in our community work during the day so we recruited Rockers who own their own businesses for the morning shift. These Rockers gladly took time away from their paid work projects to help us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The first shift workers are the Grunditz's, Brenne's, Keippela's, and the Oyen's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second shift; Sluiter's, Sluiter's, and Sluiter's:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third shift; Johnson's, Rundquist's, Howard's, and Luebbe's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the work got done, we covered the project in a big tarp, and then we busted out a huge potluck dinner, ate and socialized together until the service started for the ROCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Rundquist called Pastor Mark Darling, and we planned to hold the ROCK service in my huge backyard, since the weather was amazingly beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of this reminded me of this verse from Acts 2:46 - Every day they continued to meet together in the community. They broke bread in their homes and ate together with glad and sincere hearts, praising God and enjoying the favor of all the people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our community ROCKs! We had a greet time, and the message from Pastor Mark was amazing! The socializing lasted til 10pm, and then our community of friends went back to their homes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't help but notice that everyone at the dinner and the ROCK service is married! A number single Rockers were missing. Maybe they were on vacation?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Hey Elizabeth did you see our small groupies at the dinner or the ROCK service today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elizabeth;&lt;/em&gt; Yes, I seen the Brenne's, Rosenzwieg's, Johnson's, Dehnke's, Shrode's, Drew's, and Lewis's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Did you see the Robison's?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elizabeth;&lt;/em&gt; Who are the Robison's? Are they new to our group?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith thinks;&lt;/em&gt; I froze at that moment, and then I asked another question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Did you see Anna?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elizabeth;&lt;/em&gt; Keith, you are more social than me. When you see them, point them out so I can meet them. I am sure they are great people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith thinks; These people are friends of mine and my wife doesn't know who they are? Very odd? I best play along and see what happens?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Dear! I am going outside to make sure everything is picked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elizabeth;&lt;/em&gt; Sounds good honey. I am starting the jacuzzi, so don't take long. (she smiles)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith thinks; The yard looks amazingly clean, unlike most of my ROCK parties that I hosted at my townhouse.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What was that?!?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A bright blue light just jetted through the sky, and it looks triangler?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;After looking at it more intentively it's a bright blue glowing pyramid, and it seems to be on fire?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next Time;&lt;/em&gt; Happy Kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-3722947789703529302?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/3722947789703529302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=3722947789703529302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/3722947789703529302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/3722947789703529302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/02/wonderful-wife-part-5-finishing-yard.html' title='a Wonderful Wife Part 5 &quot;Finishing the Yard Project&quot;'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RdUjwO2KijI/AAAAAAAAAJM/33eGk0RQcoY/s72-c/wonderfulwife3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-8814143922000986912</id><published>2007-02-15T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:27.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a Wonderful Wife Part 4 "Meet the Neighbors"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RdUTke2KiiI/AAAAAAAAAI8/-UpkwFQyhHQ/s1600-h/wifemissjohnson3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031949676132862498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RdUTke2KiiI/AAAAAAAAAI8/-UpkwFQyhHQ/s320/wifemissjohnson3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thursday evening 6pm, after a long day of taping for the upcoming talk show, I walk next door to see Kurt, and I encounter a young lady at Kurt Johnson's backyard patio table.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Good evening young miss, is Kurt around?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Young ladie;&lt;/em&gt; Yes, Keith, he is inside, I wanted to enjoy the outdoors, and get my studying in for a big test tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; What test are you studying for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Young ladie;&lt;/em&gt; I told you before Keith, Medical studies. Is your love for meat clouding your memory?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Did my wife tell you what I ate last night!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Young ladie;&lt;/em&gt; Yup! Grilled New York Strip! I recommend delicious veggies, salads, brocolli...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Yardwork. Yuck! Why is Kurt inside?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Young ladie;&lt;/em&gt; House project. Kurt is working on the bookshelves. I felt it best to study outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Don't you find it odd that it feels like a summer day in February?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Young ladie;&lt;/em&gt; Now I know that the meat is taking a toll on your memory! Weather control satellites silly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith; &lt;/em&gt;Ahhh...I took the weather control satellites for granted...thanks...I will find Kurt now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith thinks;&lt;/em&gt; Weather control satellites? Explains why it feels great out, but you would think it would have reprocussions elsewhere? &lt;em&gt;I wonder if that woman is Kurt's girlfriend?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Hey Kurt! You in?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kurt Johnson;&lt;/em&gt; Hey Keith! How are you doing today?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Just wanted to stop by and say hi to the neighbors! With the way life goes so fast, I feel like I don't slow down enough and catch up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kurt Johnson;&lt;/em&gt; How is the tv show treating you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Tough day today, but the career is still awesome! I love entertaining people. How is life treating you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kurt Johnson;&lt;/em&gt; My wife Krista and I are doing great! My wife is wonderful! We just celebrated our 5 year anniversary last night on V-Day, and she is recovering well after baby Britta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Is baby Britta sleeping?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kurt Johnson;&lt;/em&gt; Yeah, so I should go outside so we keep the noise down. Say Keith, ever think to yourself that this just can't be real?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Yeah! Every day. Maybe it is because I been single for so long that it feels like this is a dream!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kurt;&lt;/em&gt; Lets go have some fun and greet the neighbors?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith thinks; I can't believe my brother from another mother, Kurt Johnson is married? He is quite the swinger, but I know that he always wanted to hook up! Kurt's wife is a hottie!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kurt and I go around the neighborhood chatting with the neighbors and I realize that most of them our Rockers! The Stahl's, Quickert's, Allebach's, Rosenzwieg's, Trautman's, Brenne's and the list goes on! If any of them were single they are now all married, except for a few guys and gals.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I notice something odd. Every house has a triangle shape on each doorway?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Kurt, we have quite the Holy community.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kurt;&lt;/em&gt; That we do brother! It's like heaven on earth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith think; Then it hit me? Are we in heaven? It would explain alot, but then we wouldn't be dependant of physical things or money. It just seems so darn close to it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kurt;&lt;/em&gt; He Keith! Time for us to check out Marlon Sluiters HOT wife Shayna!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith thinks; Definately not in heaven if we are checking out other guys wives!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Holy Hannah Barbarah!!! Shayna is HOT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kurt;&lt;/em&gt; I know! No matter what day of the week she always looks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shayna;&lt;/em&gt; Hello boys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elizabeth and Krista (almost in unison);&lt;/em&gt; Checking out Marlon's wife again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith and Kurt (in unison);&lt;/em&gt; Busted!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elizabeth;&lt;/em&gt; You are grounded (She smiles)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith:&lt;/em&gt; See ya later Bro!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elizabeth;&lt;/em&gt; We seriously need to get the project done before Sunday, and we are only 15% of the way to finishing the project! The kids come back home on Sunday at noon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; I got an idea!:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next Time;&lt;/em&gt; Finishing the Yard Project!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-8814143922000986912?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/8814143922000986912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=8814143922000986912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/8814143922000986912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/8814143922000986912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/02/wonderful-wife-part-4-meet-neighbors.html' title='a Wonderful Wife Part 4 &quot;Meet the Neighbors&quot;'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RdUTke2KiiI/AAAAAAAAAI8/-UpkwFQyhHQ/s72-c/wifemissjohnson3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-5134834319612539182</id><published>2007-02-14T11:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:28.215-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a Wonderful Wife Part 3 "Happy Valentines Day"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RdKLi-2KigI/AAAAAAAAAIo/RjtmXDMOnp0/s1600-h/vdaycard2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031237166828259842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RdKLi-2KigI/AAAAAAAAAIo/RjtmXDMOnp0/s320/vdaycard2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saint Valentine's Day or Valentine's Day is on February 14th&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;. It is the traditional day on which lovers express their love for each other; sending Valentine's&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;, candy, or donations to charities, often anonymously. It is very common to present flowers &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;on Valentine's Day. The holiday is named after two men, both Christian martyrs named Valentine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;. The day became associated with romantic love &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;in the High Middle Ages,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; when the tradition of courtly love &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;flourished.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The day is most closely associated with the mutual exchange of love notes in the form of "valentines". Modern Valentine symbols include the heart-shaped outline and the figure of the winged Cupid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;. Since the 19 century&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; handwritten notes have largely given way to mass-produced greeting cards&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;. The Greeting Card Association&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; estimates that approximately one billion valentines are sent each year worldwide, making the day the second largest card-sending holiday of the year behind Christmas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;. The association estimates that women purchase approximately 85 percent of all valentines.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;How are me and Elizabeth, my wonderful wife spending Valentines Day?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;With a delicious fine dining experience at Sophia. Sophia is an authentic 1930s era art deco jazz nightclub in the French Bistro style. An elegant and romantic setting, they showcase the Hottest Jazz Talent in the metro area. Sophia is the place to go for an intimate dinner. Enjoy an evening of fine dining, music and dancing. Elizabeth and I are here for all of the above!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elizabeth has the Chicken Caesar Salad made of Romaine lettuce, parmesan cheese, croutons, and Creamy Caesar dressing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have the Grilled New York Strip with Bordelaise and served with potato and daily vegetable.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elizabeth;&lt;/em&gt; You and your meat. (she chuckles)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; You and your yard work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elizabeth;&lt;/em&gt; Ha Ha, Very funny! Speaking of yard work, when do you think we will get that yard project completed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Before the kids are brought back home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elizabeth;&lt;/em&gt; Mr. Optimistic! We have already spent three days and we are not even halfway through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; That's because we took too many breaks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elizabeth;&lt;/em&gt; Yeah, but you have to admit it was fun?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Yes I admit it, but as of tomorrow, it is back to business.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elizabeth;&lt;/em&gt; Yes boss. (she chuckles)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith thinks; I couldn't help but notice that everyone here is married. Rings all around. Where are the young dating couples tonight? And I thought about Kurt Johnson, one of my rocker friends that would loved to be married someday soon?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; I have not heard from Kurt Johnson in a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elizabeth;&lt;/em&gt; Why don't you just take a walk next door and say hi?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Kurt Johnson is our next door neighbor?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elizabeth:&lt;/em&gt; Yes, silly! Is that Grilled New York Strip interfering with your memory?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next Time;&lt;/em&gt; Meet the Neighbors!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Peace!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-5134834319612539182?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/5134834319612539182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=5134834319612539182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/5134834319612539182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/5134834319612539182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/02/wonderful-wife-part-3-happy-valentines.html' title='a Wonderful Wife Part 3 &quot;Happy Valentines Day&quot;'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RdKLi-2KigI/AAAAAAAAAIo/RjtmXDMOnp0/s72-c/vdaycard2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-6759639138718499323</id><published>2007-02-13T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:28.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a Wonderful Wife Part 2 "Meet the Mrs"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Rb93nTgWw5I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/2iem-xQqkO0/s1600-h/wonderfulwifey2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025867226303349650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Rb93nTgWw5I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/2iem-xQqkO0/s320/wonderfulwifey2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith thinks;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;I could not believe my eyes! This incredibly attractive young woman is my wife! I have always fallen for redheads with green eyes! First off, I don't remember ever being married, let alone being a "Prime Time Talk show host! So far, some of my dreams have come a reality? Maybe this is just an elaborate dream and I will soon wake up, but the funny thing is that other memories are starting to take over. I remember getting married, having our too amazing kids, and landing an amazing career as a talk show host for Minneapolis and Saint Paul. I remember many editorials stating that I am one of the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am starting to remember my beautiful wife. Her name is Elizabeth. I remember that we meet when I was trying out rock climbing for the first time. It was a comedy of errors. We dated for a year and then got married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth works for the Abbott Northwestern Hospital as an administrator or something? I keep forgeting her exact job title? For fun, Elizabeth loves adventure like I do, and loves the outdoors! She paints with oils and sometimes watercolor as a hobby, she loves children, helps out with child care at church, and serves without complaint. Elizabeth loves the word and Christ is number one in her life! She leads a womans group, weekly. Elizabeth is a wonderful wife!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am married with children. Nathaniel (age 5), and Haley (Age 3). I was reminded that we have been married for over 11 years. My wife still looks amazing now as she did on our wedding day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finishing breakfast I went back to our bedroom, and got ready for our day at the Minnesota Zoo with the kids. My wife held me and pecked me on the lips, and then we got the kids in the car. I can't believe how well behaved they are and we went off to the zoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Minnesota Zoo suprised me, since I never remember the exhibits being interactive. My kids were actually playing with the monkeys! I got to ride a moose with Nathaniel! I don't remember the IMAX theather looking like a Pyramid, but maybe they made some renovations? After a full day, it was time to get back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way back, I thought I saw something odd in the sky? Maybe just the stress of adjusting to this reality. I pinched myself, and I have not woken up yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we got back to the house, my mother-in-law Patti (a wonderful mom-in-law) took the kids for the week. My wife and I were going to have the week to ourselves, but I was also reminded that we had a yard project to do the next morning and not having the kids around would make it easier to do. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My wife Elizabeth started the outside jacuzzi and we broke open a bottle of wine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elizabeth;&lt;/em&gt; Keith, you are an amazing husband!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Elizabeth, you are a Wonderful Wife, and this life is everything I dreamed about and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elizabeth smiles and says;&lt;/em&gt; May I have one of your amazing massages?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Why of course my dear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith thinks;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;I remember watching the movie "It's a Wonderful Life" and I think that I am living it, but slightly differently. In the movie, George Bailey (Jimmy Stewart) wishes he never excited and it unravels the wonderful life he knew.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I my case, I got married and I can't believe how blest I have become. Granted, I had many blessings, but never married, since it seemed so challenging to get past, and I felt like I would never have some gal love me. This is the greatest thing ever! I hope I never wake up!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elizabeth;&lt;/em&gt; Time for bed! We need to work on the yard project early. The sooner we get done, the more time for us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith; YES!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith thinks;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;I have never felt more blest in my life. I just realized that it is february 10th, and it is as warm as summertime. Usually there is snow covering and it is colder than the freezer! Very odd weather!?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Whoa!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;I did not realize how tired I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elizabeth;&lt;/em&gt; Honey! Time for bed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Coming dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As Keith walks by the large bedroom window he notices a blue glowing object dart through the sky and thinks "What was that!?!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next Time;&lt;/em&gt; A Wonderful Wife Part 3 "Happy Valentines Day"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-6759639138718499323?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/6759639138718499323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=6759639138718499323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/6759639138718499323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/6759639138718499323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/02/wonderful-wife-part-2-meet-mrs.html' title='a Wonderful Wife Part 2 &quot;Meet the Mrs&quot;'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Rb93nTgWw5I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/2iem-xQqkO0/s72-c/wonderfulwifey2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-3884254841966141490</id><published>2007-02-12T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:28.654-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Wonderful Wife Part 1 "Waking up!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Rb_WKTgWw6I/AAAAAAAAAIc/rLR08H0mbjg/s1600-h/dreambedroom12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025971181691782050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Rb_WKTgWw6I/AAAAAAAAAIc/rLR08H0mbjg/s320/dreambedroom12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last thing I remember, I was just shaking off the link with the blue fire alien that suddenly sacrified himself to rid the world of the Krampus during Christmas. I was stranded on an untamed wooded world, which was all wilderness. During my backup plan, I lost grip of my time control console and the time control console slipped in the time void, and I woke up in the wooded world. After learning to adapt to these surroundings, I took some downtime and slept, and then woke up in this amazing bedroom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I see a newspaper on one of the chairs. I will check it out. What?! This paper shows the date is Saturday February 10th?! I am back on earth since this paper is the Minneapolis Star Tribune. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyway, who's house am I in?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Woman's voice; Honey! Are you up? It's almost 10am.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith thinks;&lt;/em&gt; Maybe it is the wife of my guest? I will just step out on the deck for now? I can't believe how fresh the air is?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Woman's voice; Honey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Where are you hiding?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith thinks;&lt;/em&gt; I don't want to get in the middle of a domestic spat, so I best go out to the yard. I cannot believe how many acres this place has? Maybe I am at one of the C.E.O.'s home? Wow, is that a garage?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Woman's voice; Honey!?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith thinks;&lt;/em&gt; Wherever her husband is, he is going to be in big trouble? Holy cats, this guys got some cool vehicles! I wonder what is behind door #1? I am amazed that the garage doesn't smell like gas or oil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Woman's voice; Breakfast will be ready in 15 minutes. I know that bacon is your favorite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith thinks;&lt;/em&gt; Ohhhh, I don't want to miss breakfast! But I do have 15 minutes. I can't believe this place, this office looks amazing. I will just check stationary to see which C.E.O. of the time agency that am I at?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kids voices; Daddy where are you? Breakfast is ready soon!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith thinks;&lt;/em&gt; Busy, noisy place. I...I can't believe it? Why is my full name on this stationary? It is as though this is my office away from the workplace?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Kids voices; Daddy!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith thinks;&lt;/em&gt; I better peek my head out and help the kids find their dad? Ok...no sign of them? Maybe 15 minutes have passed and it's time for breakfast. I am sure they found their dad? I better head back to that guest bedroom, and get dressed quickly. I don't want to miss out on bacon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith is still a bit overwhelmed by his surroundings, and runs back to the bedroom. After getting dressed, Keith makes his way to the kitchen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Woman;&lt;/em&gt; There you are, we have been wondered where you went off too. Please sit and eat your favorite breakfast. Eggs, toast and Bacon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith; Thank you. You and your family are very kind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Woman;&lt;/em&gt; LOL, are you joking with us again? You are such a good actor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;The woman kisses Keith on the forehead. And the kids smile. Keith suddenly freezes and looks around the room for the husband, but does not see him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girl Kid;&lt;/em&gt; Daddy (the kid looks at Keith) are we going to the Zoo today? I love the monkeys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boy Kid;&lt;/em&gt; Yeah, and I wanna see the 3-D movie at the Imax!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Keith finds it hard to concentrate as he realizes that he is the husband!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Ahhh...yes to all those things, now I need to finish my breakfast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Woman;&lt;/em&gt; Honey you look pale, are you feeling ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; Yes...dear...I am feeling good...I mean great...I had you all fooled like I was some stranger to this house didn't I?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Woman;&lt;/em&gt; Yes you did honey. You are very good at acting. That is one of the reasons why you are one of the best prime time talk show hosts out there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith thinks;&lt;/em&gt; WHAT???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next Time;&lt;/em&gt; A Wonderful Wife Part 2 "Meet the Mrs."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Peace!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-3884254841966141490?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/3884254841966141490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=3884254841966141490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/3884254841966141490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/3884254841966141490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-wonderful-wife-part-1-waking-up.html' title='It&apos;s a Wonderful Wife Part 1 &quot;Waking up!&quot;'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Rb_WKTgWw6I/AAAAAAAAAIc/rLR08H0mbjg/s72-c/dreambedroom12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-42141691469058519</id><published>2007-01-30T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:29.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks for Reading!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Rb6-qjgWw4I/AAAAAAAAAIE/C_JQS_kSo94/s1600-h/thank-you2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025663872486785922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Rb6-qjgWw4I/AAAAAAAAAIE/C_JQS_kSo94/s320/thank-you2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello Faithful readers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to thank you all for taking the time to read my "Mega-Story" blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe you found this for the first time? If so (or you read it off and on) feel free to get caught up. I suggest starting at "Belated Birthday Gift".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will be taking a break until February 12th.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feel free to post your opinions, suggestions, ext...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you enjoyed reading?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next Time;&lt;/em&gt; It's a Wonderful Wife! (Starting February 12th)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-42141691469058519?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/42141691469058519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=42141691469058519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/42141691469058519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/42141691469058519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/01/thanks-for-reading.html' title='Thanks for Reading!'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Rb6-qjgWw4I/AAAAAAAAAIE/C_JQS_kSo94/s72-c/thank-you2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-7797718588909041768</id><published>2007-01-29T19:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:30.227-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming Apart at the Seams!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Rb1oWzgWw3I/AAAAAAAAAH4/60lPDImYp4c/s1600-h/earthfractured2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025287500207670130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Rb1oWzgWw3I/AAAAAAAAAH4/60lPDImYp4c/s320/earthfractured2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison hesitates at the time ship controls and states...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; Wait a second! How do I know this is not a trick, or some twisted dream?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Controller Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; I suppose I should lay out the reasoning behind this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; Yes, you should!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Controller Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; Basically Egyptian Keith was using the time ships power core to manipulate all dimensions in time and space. Since the rip in the fabric of time made our reality weak, he only had to use one time ship to alter the dimensions. When he feel in he randomly used the time vortex energy he physically absorbed to make his wishes come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Our plan will be to recreate this, but in reverse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; What...exactly are we doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Controller Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; We are going to use the power of two time cores to snap everything back. For this kind of control, we need to deactivate all the safety protocols. Ready for this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; What happens if we fail?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Controller Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; Our molecules will be scattered through out the universe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; Great! (Sarcastically) When do we get started on our path to our probable descruction?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Controller Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; Start the time for 30 seconds NOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben and T.C. Ben syncronize the timer to the best of their ability, but to their dismay, they are off by one second. The buttons are pushed and everything goes white!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The other planet earths violently snap back to their dimensions, and our earth starts to fracture and then, thankfully it all comes back together.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The white light stars to dim and colors come back to Ben.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; Did we do it Ben?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No response...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; Is everything restored now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben checks the controls and sees that the monitor shows the space around the planet to be clear of the other earths. Ben checks (to the best of his knowledge) the time line and dimensional gauges. Everything seems to look normal.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben, still a bit disoriented, notices that he has landed. Ben opens the door and notices that he landed in his bedroom. As he stumbles out of the time machine, Ben notices a golden envelope on his bible. Ben opens it, and it states,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; "From the Galileen Time Agency, welcome on board". &lt;em&gt;Ben smiles.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next Time; Thanks for reading!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Peace!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-7797718588909041768?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/7797718588909041768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=7797718588909041768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/7797718588909041768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/7797718588909041768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/01/coming-apart-at-seams.html' title='Coming Apart at the Seams!'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/Rb1oWzgWw3I/AAAAAAAAAH4/60lPDImYp4c/s72-c/earthfractured2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-8585545448740351855</id><published>2007-01-26T15:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:30.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Explainations!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RbrsVjgWw2I/AAAAAAAAAHs/AGDmVBWEmZE/s1600-h/spacesuittime2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024588189337568098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RbrsVjgWw2I/AAAAAAAAAHs/AGDmVBWEmZE/s320/spacesuittime2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison can't believe his own eyes. The man in the space suit lifted up his helmet shield and revealed his identity to Ben.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; This has got to be the biggest prank of all time? What?..., How do you look like...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Man in the space suit;&lt;/em&gt; You? Because, Ben, I am you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben felt like he was looking in a mirror. Ben has gone through alot lately. Witnessing a man with no physical substance &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Murphy), vegetables that look like people, blue fire that doesn't burn but give amazing peace, Keith who really isn't the Keith he knows, people calling them selves timeless ones, and a movie theatre flosting in the timestream. All this leads up to Ben seeing himself in a space suit, looking exactly the same.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; If you are me, what is one of my favorite things?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Controller Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; Our personal computer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; What church do I attend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Controller Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; The Rock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; What...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Controller Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; Ben, are we going to play twenty questions, or can I explain what is happening and what needs to be done to resolve this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; Ok. Explain away, but I do have one more question...Why are there so many planets in the sky? They kind of look like earth?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Controller Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; That is a good question! I can answer that. All the planets in the sky are the work of Egyptian Keith. One of his plans was to be able to view all the planets from his throne here on this earth. Each earth was going to be crafted into his egyptian world. When Keith was pushed into the time stream, all his desires appeared, but in a chaotic fashion, without control.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; But I changed it all? I asked to have things put back the way I remember them?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Controller Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; Only for the earth of your dimension. You pushed yourself out before the Timeless could harness the rest of your requests through decisions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; Oh...Why do some of the earths look different?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Controller Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; It is due to mankinds choices. The planet where the oceans are red and there are bekons on the north and south were put in place since the majority of the human race was convinced that they were all from another planet and are waiting to be picked up and brought home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; How about that planet that looks like the yellow smiley face?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Controller Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; That planet is trapped in the 70s due to enormous pride!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; Is that brown one the Egyptian planet?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Controller Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; Yes, it is, minus it's ruler.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; I thought that GOD was in control of the entire world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Controller Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; GOD is fully in control. We still have choices Ben. We can chose to be obedient or disobediant and GOD will still bring the world on its true path. These earths, all of them, and heaven will soon pass away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; Now what do we do now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Controller Ben Robison; &lt;/em&gt;Wait on GOD's timing, as you wished it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; That could be awhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Controller Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; Yes, GOD can take his time. One day is like a thousand years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; Maybe we are meant to correct this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Controller Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; Quite possibly?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; Wait? How are you me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Controller Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; You absorbed the time vortex energy when you slipped into the time stream. I am you, but hundreds of years in your future. I became the time controller and joined the Timeless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison; &lt;/em&gt;Can I go back into the time stream and correct all of this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Controller Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; Impossible, but there is still a solution.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; What is the solution?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Controller Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; Step inside that time machine that you and Egyptian Keith used to get here, and I will use my time machine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; Where is your time machine?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Controller Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; This space suit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; That is too weird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Controller Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; It is actually cool! This face you are seeing is actually a display screen. I am sitting comfortably inside. Let's get to work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison is very disoriented by what is happening. He wishes he could wake up from what he believes is a twisted dream. Time Controller Ben Robison attaches cables to the time machine that Ben will control.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; I have never flown a time machine before?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Controller Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; The onboard guide will walk you through it, but we will do some tweaking. We need to reverse what Keith has brought to our reality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; How much power do we need?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Controller Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; All the power of both of the time machines. The timeless would of helped you put it together, but since we can't rely on them right now, these time machines will have to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; You said that you are part of the Timeless? Why can't you do it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Controller Ben Robison; &lt;/em&gt;I am linked with the Timeless, mentally, but not as powerful as the one you met. The Timeless man you seen is incredibly powerful. He is &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;inside the time vortex so he has direct access to that energy. Since the hole is currently sealed, I cannot access it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; Whoa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time Controller Ben Robison; Alright Ben, once you flip the switches on the onboard manual, then during the part where it talks about the safety switch...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; Yes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Controller Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; Deactivated it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; What? You want me to deactivate a safety switch?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Controller Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; That's right. Once that is done, press the red button. The one that it states "not to push"!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; I am feeling uneasy about this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Controller Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; Stay strong Ben. Ready?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next Time;&lt;/em&gt; Coming Apart at the Seams!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-8585545448740351855?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/8585545448740351855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=8585545448740351855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/8585545448740351855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/8585545448740351855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/01/explainations.html' title='Explainations!'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RbrsVjgWw2I/AAAAAAAAAHs/AGDmVBWEmZE/s72-c/spacesuittime2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-4095409248294015405</id><published>2007-01-25T10:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:30.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Choices!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RbqNmzgWw1I/AAAAAAAAAHc/y6sULyYaNoI/s1600-h/finalchoices2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024484032085672786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RbqNmzgWw1I/AAAAAAAAAHc/y6sULyYaNoI/s320/finalchoices2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison is sweating as he thinks over the forced three choices that the Timeless Man has presented to him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; If I chose the destruction of the earth, then I would be crushing all evil, but also the good people, like my friends and family. If I chose heaven on earth, it would be wonderful, but then everyone who has not chosen in GOD would be instantly transported to hell. I think I know what I am going do? I will chose to keep the planet as is, since GOD is the ultimate authority in matters of our planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Timeless Man; Ben is a good man Murphy, I believe the human race is in good hands.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; Ahhh, thank you, I think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Timeless Man; You have chosen wisely. Next test...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; Wait. I what is going on? I will not do another tests. The world is suppose to be restored as is. Make it so!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The movie theatre starts to disappear and Ben starts to get caught up in the timestream. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Murphy;&lt;/em&gt; Ben. We are not done yet...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Murphy fades away...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meanwhile at the Galileen Time Agency...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;C.E.O. Reigly;&lt;/em&gt; Sir, are you at the fracture point yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Controller's voice;&lt;/em&gt; Yes I am Reigly. How is the agency holding together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;C.E.O. Reigly:&lt;/em&gt; Not good sir! Ever since the pyramids disappeared, the world went black and white, and the universe has multiple earths in space. It doesn't look good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Controller's voice;&lt;/em&gt; Have patience Reigly! I am entering the rip in time now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Inside the timestream...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; Ok...now what do I do? Am I going to float through the timestream for all eternity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Man in a space suit;&lt;/em&gt; Take my hand Ben!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; Wahgggh!!! Who are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Man in a space suit;&lt;/em&gt; No time to explain! Take my hand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison grabs hold of the man's hand, and they suddenly appear on solid ground.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison; Who are you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Man in the space suit;&lt;/em&gt; I am the Time Controller, but you know me better as this man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The man lifts up the face shield to reveal his identity.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben responds with;&lt;/em&gt; WHAT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next Time; Explainations!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Peace!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-4095409248294015405?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/4095409248294015405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=4095409248294015405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/4095409248294015405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/4095409248294015405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/01/final-choices.html' title='Final Choices!'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RbqNmzgWw1I/AAAAAAAAAHc/y6sULyYaNoI/s72-c/finalchoices2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-7164805006313115759</id><published>2007-01-24T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:31.685-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Timeless! Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RbpJpjgWwzI/AAAAAAAAAHI/4vcW1VHpJIw/s1600-h/timelessearth2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024409312539624242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RbpJpjgWwzI/AAAAAAAAAHI/4vcW1VHpJIw/s320/timelessearth2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Galileen Time Agency...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;C.E.O. Reigly;&lt;/em&gt; Sir! Are you in a safe place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Controller's voice;&lt;/em&gt; I am well protected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;C.E.O. Reigly;&lt;/em&gt; Good, because we are planning to shut everything done and retreat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Controller's voice;&lt;/em&gt; Hold your ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;C.E.O. Reigly;&lt;/em&gt; But sir, with all due respect, the timeline of Egyptian Keith is amalgamating everything in the world, soo we will be overcome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Controller's voice;&lt;/em&gt; Patience Reigly. Patience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As stated by the Time Controller, the egyptian time formation stops, and fades away, leaving the world as is.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;C.E.O. Reigly;&lt;/em&gt; Sir! You were right! It is restored! But how did you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Controller's voice;&lt;/em&gt; I am part of the Timeless, remember, or did you forget?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Inside the timestream, in the movie theater owned by Murphy...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; So, who are you? Really! Am I dreaming?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Timeless Man; You are not dreaming Ben. I am part of a greater committee that guards the time vortex energy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; Ok, but you really did not answer my question! Who are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Timeless Man; I am only a servant whose name is lost in time. I am eternal, but then, so are you Ben.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; WHAT! I have a limited life span.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Timeless Man; Your physical body does, but your spirit is eternal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ben, there are four things that are eternal. The Word of GOD, GOD, Choices, and People. We all go one forever, but we do have choices that make our final path. You are now at these crossroads Ben.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; How did you become timeless? What are the other committee members like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Timeless Man; It was very long ago. I discovered a portal floating above the ground, and was intrigued. I touched it and I was changed.&lt;/em&gt; Each committee member has touched the time vortex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; Like the egyptian Keith?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Timeless Man; Yes! In fact all Keith's of every dimension are the Timeless! Good or bad, they all obtained the gift.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; You said that we are all eternal, so how does this time vortex energy make you apart from the rest of us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Timeless Man; The time vortex perserves the physical body and makes it better. The time vortex is GOD's creation. Touching the time vortex energy is like being blest early, rather than waiting till heaven for new bodies. As you know, heaven and earth will pass away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison; &lt;/em&gt;Can anyone touch this time vortex energy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Timeless Man; No. Most human bodies cannot handle it. Murphy made that mistake, and now he is merely an embodiment of a belief. Time for you make a decision on what happens to mankind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; WHAT! What do you mean? I am going to decide the fate of mankind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Timeless Man;&lt;/em&gt; Yes. You have three choices. 1. Destruction of the world, 2. Heaven on earth, or 3. Earth as you know it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison; &lt;/em&gt;Tough choices. What if I don't chose any of them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Timeless Man; Nothing will happen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; Nothing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Timeless Man; Nothing will happen to the world...ever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; Looks like I have no choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Timeless Man; No, you have three choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;Next Time;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Final Choices!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-7164805006313115759?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/7164805006313115759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=7164805006313115759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/7164805006313115759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/7164805006313115759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/01/timeless-part-2.html' title='The Timeless! Part 2'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RbpJpjgWwzI/AAAAAAAAAHI/4vcW1VHpJIw/s72-c/timelessearth2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-2494487315432585792</id><published>2007-01-23T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:31.898-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Timeless! Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RboseDgWwyI/AAAAAAAAAG8/yn3IJiGYPUA/s1600-h/timeless2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024377229133923106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RboseDgWwyI/AAAAAAAAAG8/yn3IJiGYPUA/s320/timeless2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The rip in time and space starts to progressly spread through out the U.S.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Structures, People, Animals, and cultures are changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;At the Galileen Time Agency...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;C.E.O. Reigly;&lt;/em&gt; Time Controller, thankfully our shields are holding, so the altered time stream won't effect us, but it won't last for very long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Controller's voice;&lt;/em&gt; Do not worry. A plan is already in action to solve this problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meanwhile inside the rip in time, that has now become a large gapping hole. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robinson views the life and times of the egyptian Keith from a movie theater in a comfy chair.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison replys;&lt;/em&gt; Where am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Murphy;&lt;/em&gt; You are in the time stream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; WAHHGHH! Stop appearing like that!!! You startled me once again!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Murphy;&lt;/em&gt; Sorry, I do seem to have that effect on people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; Why am I watching a movie on this crazy eygptian styled Keith's life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Murphy;&lt;/em&gt; Because when you pushed Keith into the time stream, it was like dropping a stone in the lake. It is rippling his memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; I caused this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Murphy;&lt;/em&gt; Yup! Congradulations, you are just as clutsy as other humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; What are you saying!? You told me to do this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Murphy;&lt;/em&gt; I didn't tell you to push him in. I told you to do the unthinkable...like beat him down or tie him up, but pushing him into the time stream only made matters worse. Life as we now it is being altered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; What is happening out there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Murphy;&lt;/em&gt; Well, the first thing that happened was the disappearance of "New Jersey".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; No big loss. What else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Murphy;&lt;/em&gt; All lawyers are gone, along with the lawyer teaching profession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; Good riddance! What else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Murphy;&lt;/em&gt; Personal computers are outlawed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; WHAT!!! We got to do something!!! Why did this happen?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Murphy;&lt;/em&gt; Egyptian Keith's thoughts lashed out as he was pushed into the timestream and it is rewriting history. Keith wanted this to happen, but he is not truly in control of the effects, so everthing is going on random!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; If I am in this time stream, why am I not seeing a history of my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Murphy;&lt;/em&gt; That is due to you being protected in this movie theather. I own it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; How does one own a movie theather in the timestream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Murphy;&lt;/em&gt; Long story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; How do I know this isn't some crazy dream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Murphy;&lt;/em&gt; This is how.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; OWWW! Why did you pitch me! How did you pinch me? I thought you were ethereal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Murphy;&lt;/em&gt; In your reality I am, but in the time stream, I have substance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; What do we do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Murphy;&lt;/em&gt; Just keep watching until it is done, and we might have our solution. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben and Murphy watch and they see the life of Egyptian Keith play out. Keith was wandering through the woods at and happened to fall into a well. The well had a portal that opened to a time vortex. Keith absorbed it's power and with this great power came great corruption! Keith used it to rewrite the ruling pharoahs life and put Keith in his place! Keith used all this power until he ran out of it. Keith ran back to the well, but found that the time vortex was sealed. Even though Keith's power was used, it made him timeless! He did not age and had the power to greatly pursuade others, but unfortunately for him, he had his critics! Keith ruled with an iron fist for 50 years, until things feel into place, and had a soveign reign for hundreds of years, until a group called "The Way" interupted his rule and bound him and threw him into the void.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; What is the Void?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Murphy;&lt;/em&gt; It is the space between other dimensions. It is a very lonely place and it is virtually impossible to escape, but Keith found a way out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; What is Keith's fate now, in the time stream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Murphy;&lt;/em&gt; The time stream is like a flowing river! It flows hard and never stops. Keith will be undertowed to the end of time and space, which there really is no end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The movie stops and then a message comes on the screen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Voice; Welcome Ben Robison and Murphy. This is a message from the "Timeless". First of all, do you have any questions?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; YES! I can't believe I am talking to a movie screen? Who are you timeless man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Voice of the Timeless; Long story, but since you are not going anywhere, anytime soon, I will tell you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;Next time;&lt;/em&gt; The Timeless part 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Peace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Keith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33459561-2494487315432585792?l=adventureman65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/feeds/2494487315432585792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33459561&amp;postID=2494487315432585792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/2494487315432585792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33459561/posts/default/2494487315432585792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventureman65.blogspot.com/2007/01/timeless-part-1.html' title='The Timeless! Part 1'/><author><name>Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799604261718537174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NetR_-vO_2E/TdXj6ivIeUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JsjYdBSipTI/s220/KeithNewHaircut2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RboseDgWwyI/AAAAAAAAAG8/yn3IJiGYPUA/s72-c/timeless2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33459561.post-2282284300612776378</id><published>2007-01-22T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:32.019-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Once and Future King Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RbWW3TgWwxI/AAAAAAAAAGw/1O2T8dmcYr4/s1600-h/modernpyramid2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023086836274610962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdD82KjSfCk/RbWW3TgWwxI/AAAAAAAAAGw/1O2T8dmcYr4/s320/modernpyramid2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mille Lacs Lake, Minnesota. The rip in time is getting bigger. Reality is fracturing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Meanwhile inside the time vehicle...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; Keith, take that crown off your head! You look ridicious! And what are you doing with that dress?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; It is not a dress Ben, it is a robe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; What are you doing? What are you trying to prove?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; I am not trying to prove anything! I am just getting my power back! And now I have all time, dimensions and space in my control!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; Ok, jokes over. Where are you hiding Corey!? Will!? Christine!? Is Sarah in one this too?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time Agent Keith;&lt;/em&gt; No, Ben, this is not a joke. The timer on the display reads 30 seconds. That means in 30 seconds we can exit this time machine and greet my brand new world!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; What! Ok, I am through with this joke. Ben Robison heads, frustrated to the door, but cannot open it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Ben once again sees monitor screens and witnesses that the world has changed into what looks like Cairo Egypt, but a more modernised form!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; It worked!!! But it seemed too easy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just then a female voice came over the speakers and says;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Thank you for using the time simulation device. Power is almost used up, and this unit will shut down for recharging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith;&lt;/em&gt; WHAT!!! I have been tricked by the Galileen Time Agency!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith runs out of the vehicle, and sees that nothing has changed! Murphy appeares to Ben!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Murphy;&lt;/em&gt; Ben!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; Wagghhhh!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Murphy;&lt;/em&gt; Sorry. Got you by suprise again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; Yeah! That's what happens when you appear out off nowhere!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Murphy; The time is now to act!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison;&lt;/em&gt; What!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Murphy;&lt;/em&gt; Get outside and go and do the unthinkable!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Robison runs outside and sees
