<?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-1853843733384716652</id><updated>2011-11-14T00:09:19.347-08:00</updated><category term='character test'/><category term='Round Robin'/><category term='Australia in danger'/><category term='My Life'/><category term='My Book'/><category term='Meme'/><category term='My Computer'/><category term='Cooking'/><category term='Awards'/><category term='Book review'/><category term='The Rising Of The Black Tide'/><title type='text'>Legolas</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Legolas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01045663863566917163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--8n_xP2jT8E/ToRXgTrM1cI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/L5cuYcbCLms/s220/TMD%2B2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853843733384716652.post-1491072279529128203</id><published>2011-10-11T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T03:05:07.874-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Blade Boards</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mxzP8Wu0MyY/TpVa8YEebqI/AAAAAAAAAJg/QPucl4-PsPg/s1600/Malachi%2Bon%2Brope.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mxzP8Wu0MyY/TpVa8YEebqI/AAAAAAAAAJg/QPucl4-PsPg/s200/Malachi%2Bon%2Brope.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662532099788140194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After two of my siblings birthdays we now hold two blade boards in the house. Having no concrete to ride on, means we ride them up and down the hallway with turning points at each end. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Great Hall is one of the turning points. Being such a large space we thought, 'why not do more with it'? So that's what we did. My younger brother climbed up into the rafters and tied a rope so that it was dangling down to about his chest height. We used the rope to spin around the Great Hall and used the momentum to propel us back down the hallway, or to just keep spinning faster, and faster, until we were too dizzy to continue. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CwqsiX-G-8Q/TpVa8D5b26I/AAAAAAAAAJY/UIfktBMTI48/s1600/M%2B%2526%2BG%2Bon%2Brope.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CwqsiX-G-8Q/TpVa8D5b26I/AAAAAAAAAJY/UIfktBMTI48/s200/M%2B%2526%2BG%2Bon%2Brope.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662532094373125026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My younger sister invented the method of yelling KARKAR! (same noise as in robots for their alert word) as we shoot back down the hallway, this was to avoid fatalities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(the rope is a bit hard to see)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I came up with a fun but dangerous game 'blade board jousting'. I made two jousting poles by attaching padded boxing gloves onto the end of two straight short solid poles, next I duct taped towels along the whole length, so not a bit of wood would be left unprotected to inflict injures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gdua_jtGRCs/TpVa8Lmr2oI/AAAAAAAAAJM/as_Uj8N2aAY/s1600/Boxing%2Bgloves.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gdua_jtGRCs/TpVa8Lmr2oI/AAAAAAAAAJM/as_Uj8N2aAY/s200/Boxing%2Bgloves.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662532096441965186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After making a couple of makeshift cardboard shields, we were ready to joust. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The objective: knock your opponent off their blade board. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gathering a big run up from either end of the house we &lt;b&gt;charged!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iVu8chlbO_I/TVMe35llxTI/AAAAAAAAAEk/w3OMOykgMUU/s400/Elvish.png" /&gt;&lt;/b&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/1853843733384716652-1491072279529128203?l=legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/feeds/1491072279529128203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853843733384716652&amp;postID=1491072279529128203' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/1491072279529128203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/1491072279529128203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/2011/10/blade-boards.html' title='Blade Boards'/><author><name>Legolas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01045663863566917163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--8n_xP2jT8E/ToRXgTrM1cI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/L5cuYcbCLms/s220/TMD%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mxzP8Wu0MyY/TpVa8YEebqI/AAAAAAAAAJg/QPucl4-PsPg/s72-c/Malachi%2Bon%2Brope.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853843733384716652.post-887989809267432463</id><published>2011-10-10T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T01:51:41.708-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Pizza</title><content type='html'>Being on a grain free diet makes it difficult to find recipes for pizza, the few recipes I have found, haven't always turned out, so I created my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SFNkzuOOA0/TpQCQfLF-sI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Y7XV-cWL5Sk/s1600/Pizza%2Bbefore.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SFNkzuOOA0/TpQCQfLF-sI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Y7XV-cWL5Sk/s200/Pizza%2Bbefore.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662153113780746946" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SFNkzuOOA0/TpQCQfLF-sI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Y7XV-cWL5Sk/s1600/Pizza%2Bbefore.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I modified a pancake recipe drastically, then I fried three of my modified pancakes on my crepe maker, smeared BBQ sauce on each one, before stacking them on top of each other, with cheese in between one of the layers as well, making a triple decked pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qtRiQuDvwvk/TpQCQiCUnHI/AAAAAAAAAJA/3lgATznwzBc/s1600/Pizza%2Bafter.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qtRiQuDvwvk/TpQCQiCUnHI/AAAAAAAAAJA/3lgATznwzBc/s200/Pizza%2Bafter.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662153114549263474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now comes the topping: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cabanossi, salami, bacon, (I am most defiantly not a vegetarian) Pineapple, a little bit of capsicum and finally I finished it off with I heavy sprinkle of cheese.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The triple decked layers and texture of the pancakes caused the ending result to be a wonderful fat, spongy, pizza. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iVu8chlbO_I/TVMe35llxTI/AAAAAAAAAEk/w3OMOykgMUU/s400/Elvish.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/1853843733384716652-887989809267432463?l=legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/feeds/887989809267432463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853843733384716652&amp;postID=887989809267432463' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/887989809267432463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/887989809267432463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/2011/10/pizza.html' title='Pizza'/><author><name>Legolas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01045663863566917163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--8n_xP2jT8E/ToRXgTrM1cI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/L5cuYcbCLms/s220/TMD%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SFNkzuOOA0/TpQCQfLF-sI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Y7XV-cWL5Sk/s72-c/Pizza%2Bbefore.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853843733384716652.post-8100555852718456117</id><published>2011-10-09T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T03:54:28.465-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>My Sister's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ij2neGTw_MU/TpJz_U3yP_I/AAAAAAAAAIs/BLH9JyVOTVY/s1600/Princ.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ij2neGTw_MU/TpJz_U3yP_I/AAAAAAAAAIs/BLH9JyVOTVY/s200/Princ.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661715213329776626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saturday was the day of my little sister's 10th birthday and birthday party.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a early wake up call to open presents, we started the preparations for the oncoming party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at 1:30PM the guests started to arrive, their cars quickly filling up our yard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the party games were quickly underway, as all the children were eager to begin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was in charge of all the music for the games.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a treasure hunt that lead them all back inside for party food, my sister opened her presents from her guest's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then people started to leave in fear of an incoming storm, which had been brewing all day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you had a great day M....., we all love you very much.&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/1853843733384716652-8100555852718456117?l=legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/feeds/8100555852718456117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853843733384716652&amp;postID=8100555852718456117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/8100555852718456117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/8100555852718456117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-sisters-birthday.html' title='My Sister&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Legolas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01045663863566917163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--8n_xP2jT8E/ToRXgTrM1cI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/L5cuYcbCLms/s220/TMD%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ij2neGTw_MU/TpJz_U3yP_I/AAAAAAAAAIs/BLH9JyVOTVY/s72-c/Princ.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853843733384716652.post-1069376135715562916</id><published>2011-10-09T04:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T02:24:18.458-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Camp &amp; Friends</title><content type='html'>Over the past couple of weeks we have been quite busy. We went to our annual Catholic Homeschool camp, then our camp friends from South Australia, came back to stay at our place for another wonderful week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At camp my young brother and sister made their Confirmation and first Holy Communion, with the Bishop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-soJLPD1sUP4/TpAcXqrYsEI/AAAAAAAAAG0/wpNRoAGnVSs/s1600/M%2B%2526%2BG.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-soJLPD1sUP4/TpAcXqrYsEI/AAAAAAAAAG0/wpNRoAGnVSs/s200/M%2B%2526%2BG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661055924523544642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I joined in the choir for the first time, It's going to take me a long time to be able to sing in Latin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gGmmscHM2eM/TpEEm1097pI/AAAAAAAAAG8/I4jnMGK84R8/s1600/camp%2Bchoir.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gGmmscHM2eM/TpEEm1097pI/AAAAAAAAAG8/I4jnMGK84R8/s200/camp%2Bchoir.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661311271912205970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a big dance night Wednesday night, first time boys have actually attended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt swing dancing, thanks to a wonderful teacher, Elyse B (shes the girl I'm dancing with in the first photo below)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M1-0IVv1Qy4/TpEFYBShIAI/AAAAAAAAAHM/NJJgvPJOJlA/s1600/dancing%2BD%2526E.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M1-0IVv1Qy4/TpEFYBShIAI/AAAAAAAAAHM/NJJgvPJOJlA/s200/dancing%2BD%2526E.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661312116802527234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2rCQCyv0Avk/TpEFXovHJ_I/AAAAAAAAAHE/XTRqsEm4ZXY/s1600/Dancing%2BD%2526J.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2rCQCyv0Avk/TpEFXovHJ_I/AAAAAAAAAHE/XTRqsEm4ZXY/s200/Dancing%2BD%2526J.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661312110211573746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday morning was the day of the sports day, which for me involved getting up early to help set up, then participating in sports till lunch time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5h69v5bROCQ/TpEHZBLMyQI/AAAAAAAAAHU/3hS5tdzgsIA/s1600/camp%2BC%2Bracing.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5h69v5bROCQ/TpEHZBLMyQI/AAAAAAAAAHU/3hS5tdzgsIA/s200/camp%2BC%2Bracing.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661314332974958850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'm the one in the blue shirt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday night was the concert night I was MC this year, which meant I had permission to tell lame jokes, much to the delight of the audience :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uORakCcQd4w/TpEPGnX3ZbI/AAAAAAAAAHc/W4DsXKCOHdM/s1600/beer%2Bsong.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uORakCcQd4w/TpEPGnX3ZbI/AAAAAAAAAHc/W4DsXKCOHdM/s200/beer%2Bsong.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661322812904138162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I won the camp trophy for Best &amp;amp; Fairest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-odOniVj178o/TpEPWffn5AI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Rbbpk1yOkhM/s1600/TMD%2B2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 152px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-odOniVj178o/TpEPWffn5AI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Rbbpk1yOkhM/s200/TMD%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661323085667099650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the concert all the teens went down to the bonfire on the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DM3QCzboLrM/TpFlou0wfbI/AAAAAAAAAHs/n7izuXfgRJE/s1600/Bon%2Bon%2BBeach.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DM3QCzboLrM/TpFlou0wfbI/AAAAAAAAAHs/n7izuXfgRJE/s200/Bon%2Bon%2BBeach.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661417957019909554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the bonfire the annual staying up all night for the teens commenced, sadly for the first time, I was unable to attend I had to go to bed at 3:00Am because I had my soccer grand finals the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nw2_N-da4HQ/TpFq9sIdmeI/AAAAAAAAAH0/1RYDF4tzldI/s1600/Mr%2BX%2Bpicked%2Bup.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nw2_N-da4HQ/TpFq9sIdmeI/AAAAAAAAAH0/1RYDF4tzldI/s200/Mr%2BX%2Bpicked%2Bup.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661423814632643042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(At the beginning of the night)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tPZb1Ufbw4Y/TpFq9yNSLkI/AAAAAAAAAH8/3uD_hLyv0hY/s1600/Sleepy%2Bheads.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tPZb1Ufbw4Y/TpFq9yNSLkI/AAAAAAAAAH8/3uD_hLyv0hY/s200/Sleepy%2Bheads.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661423816263478850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Near the end)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of the things we do on the all nighter is pig out on junk food. We also do shots with fizzy drink (fizzy drinking competition), just what every parent wants their good Catholic teens to do. I just lost the contest coming seconded by a second or two, which meant losing my title from the previous year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GWTI1mqjwjg/TpFr-k1tSWI/AAAAAAAAAIE/y-hMZUZLut0/s1600/Fizzy%2Bshots.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GWTI1mqjwjg/TpFr-k1tSWI/AAAAAAAAAIE/y-hMZUZLut0/s200/Fizzy%2Bshots.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661424929366428002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday morning we packed up and left, only to find that half the camp had come home with us. Three camp families had come to our place for lunch and to see our extensions we have been working on for the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the next week we had the M family (our friends from South Australia) stay with us. along with another local family from camp coming around most nights for tea, meant 27 people at the tables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u34ek7JdXD4/TpFvFoOhQ5I/AAAAAAAAAIM/0_D3WlZpYfc/s1600/mahers%2Bteatime.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 118px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u34ek7JdXD4/TpFvFoOhQ5I/AAAAAAAAAIM/0_D3WlZpYfc/s200/mahers%2Bteatime.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661428349069771666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first Friday they all came to my soccer game to be my cheer squad with two other local families there supporting me, I had a total of 36 people cheering me on. They took up a whole stand. With support like that you would expect my team to win, but sadly we lost 7-0, yeah we got flattened :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night we all caught an awfull vomiting bug, it must have been a wonderful holiday for our friends (I will not be showing you any pictures of it!). after one day, almost everyone was better and we were able to go back to having fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all immensely enjoyed riding the dune buggy around the paddocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qHR46oRLFNA/TpGEkma-nNI/AAAAAAAAAIc/E0LnrRnt8Nk/s1600/dune%2Bbuggy%2BLeg%2B%2526%2BJR%2B2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 154px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qHR46oRLFNA/TpGEkma-nNI/AAAAAAAAAIc/E0LnrRnt8Nk/s200/dune%2Bbuggy%2BLeg%2B%2526%2BJR%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661451970905283794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of our guest's I instructed in driving the buggy, about 4-5 people were taught by me (and no they didn't crash it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nPVHyXf9NVo/TpGFGA06ONI/AAAAAAAAAIk/XtP39WUtag0/s1600/dune%2Bbuggy%2BLeg%2B%2526%2BJLR.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nPVHyXf9NVo/TpGFGA06ONI/AAAAAAAAAIk/XtP39WUtag0/s200/dune%2Bbuggy%2BLeg%2B%2526%2BJLR.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661452544929052882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were also big games of Halo multiplayer between our two families&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a week of fun, we enjoyed a movie night on the last night before the Ms left for the long trip home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_qKAAXuP88/TpFv_0UA93I/AAAAAAAAAIU/pJbfFMqcNwA/s1600/mahers%2Bmovie%2Bnight.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_qKAAXuP88/TpFv_0UA93I/AAAAAAAAAIU/pJbfFMqcNwA/s200/mahers%2Bmovie%2Bnight.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661429348746458994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iVu8chlbO_I/TVMe35llxTI/AAAAAAAAAEk/w3OMOykgMUU/s400/Elvish.png" /&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/1853843733384716652-1069376135715562916?l=legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/feeds/1069376135715562916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853843733384716652&amp;postID=1069376135715562916' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/1069376135715562916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/1069376135715562916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/2011/10/camp-friends.html' title='Camp &amp; Friends'/><author><name>Legolas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01045663863566917163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--8n_xP2jT8E/ToRXgTrM1cI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/L5cuYcbCLms/s220/TMD%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-soJLPD1sUP4/TpAcXqrYsEI/AAAAAAAAAG0/wpNRoAGnVSs/s72-c/M%2B%2526%2BG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853843733384716652.post-5184466670404682888</id><published>2011-06-22T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T15:01:14.438-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Writing Club</title><content type='html'>a year ago my family, friends and I started a home-schooling writing club, with the aim to further improve our writing skills. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three school terms ago our parent decided that us older kids couldn't learn much more from them, they started looking for some one else to teach us. Mum finally found a kind nun who use to be an English teacher willing to teach us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then we have been doing writing club each Wednesday at the convent with two of our friends, while our younger brothers and sisters along with their friends have been doing it at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have learnt much from Sister, especially on essays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853843733384716652-5184466670404682888?l=legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/feeds/5184466670404682888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853843733384716652&amp;postID=5184466670404682888' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/5184466670404682888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/5184466670404682888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/2011/06/writing-club.html' title='Writing Club'/><author><name>Legolas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01045663863566917163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--8n_xP2jT8E/ToRXgTrM1cI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/L5cuYcbCLms/s220/TMD%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853843733384716652.post-2780961591173981181</id><published>2011-06-21T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T15:22:16.165-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>One Year Adventure Novel</title><content type='html'>For school this term, mum did some searching for a good writing curriculum. She came across one called One Year Adventure Novel and I'm loving it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's very good for creating a good story structure and helping you give your story a meaning and a goal, it also helps you to develop good characters for your story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's down side is it doesn't really help you in descriptive words and sentences, I would suggest a lot of quality reading if you want help in that area. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It comes with two work books and eight DVD's, with enough lessons for two lessons a week for a year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853843733384716652-2780961591173981181?l=legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/feeds/2780961591173981181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853843733384716652&amp;postID=2780961591173981181' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/2780961591173981181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/2780961591173981181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/2011/06/one-year-adventure-novel.html' title='One Year Adventure Novel'/><author><name>Legolas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01045663863566917163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--8n_xP2jT8E/ToRXgTrM1cI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/L5cuYcbCLms/s220/TMD%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853843733384716652.post-6041096548938623920</id><published>2011-06-21T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T20:06:28.493-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>License</title><content type='html'>Exciting news !!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks ago I got my L's, I passed the test getting 44/45 right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I got to drive home, I was able to count it as night driving because it was dusk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've now got close to three hours of driving up. with more then half of it being night driving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853843733384716652-6041096548938623920?l=legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/feeds/6041096548938623920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853843733384716652&amp;postID=6041096548938623920' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/6041096548938623920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/6041096548938623920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/2011/06/license.html' title='License'/><author><name>Legolas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01045663863566917163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--8n_xP2jT8E/ToRXgTrM1cI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/L5cuYcbCLms/s220/TMD%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853843733384716652.post-5962124343367104354</id><published>2011-06-08T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T06:02:28.560-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Computer'/><title type='text'>Computer's</title><content type='html'>I said a awhile ago I was working on an essay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Building my computer I encouted problems along the way, I hope that this will help others who may be having the same problems, or just if you are at all interested in building your on computer. One of my biggest problems, was when I went to install windows 7, Microsoft does not let people know about the size of ram needed because the market for home building computers is so small and people who buy them srieght from the shops wont come across the problem, if anyone else is having problems with installing windows 7 please note the part on installing windows near the bottom of this post.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Computers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;● Hard Disk Drives.(Hard Drive)&lt;br /&gt; Hard Disk Drives or HDD are one of the main parts of your computer they store the information being programs, documents, settings and must be accessible to the rest of the computer for it to work properly. You may have more then one hard drive in the same computer so long as one of them is your main HDD.&lt;br /&gt;The advantages of more than one is that you can backup or store the information within the one computer on separate Hard drives, you have more overall space or if another computer dies you can put their HDD's in a replacement computer and still get the data off (providing that it was not the HDD that caused the problem).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;● Mother board&lt;br /&gt;The mother board is the main part to your computer every thing is connected to the mother board which has the CPU chip located in it, which allows it to process every thing and most mother boards will have built in USB ports and LAN and graphics ports.  The motherboard forms the backbone for all the other parts of the computer to slot into/ be connected to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;● CPU Processor (chip) or Computer processing unit&lt;br /&gt;The CPU Chip is located on your motherboard and processes all the information from the hard drive and the rest of your computer. They are Expensive and generate a lot of heat forcing them to have their own fan mounted on them with a special cooling paste located in between the chip and the fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;● Graphics Card&lt;br /&gt;The graphics card is located on your motherboard and is an add on with the aim to give your computer higher quality graphics and processes the graphics information that is required to run the program you are using. They can be quite expansive ranging from fifty dollars to in the hundreds for the really good ones, graphic cards require different software based on their quality and brands to operate properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;● Ram (Random Access Memory)&lt;br /&gt;The ram is helper to the CPU chip and allows your computer to run faster by storing short term memory on it for the processor to process quicker. (without adequate RAM the data for processing has to be recorded to and from the hard drive which slows it down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;● Networking Card&lt;br /&gt;A Networking card allows your computer too communicate with other computers and the internet.  Our computers are linked by cable, but can be wireless setups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;● USB ports allow keyboards and mice to be plugged in as well as other extras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;● Power Supply&lt;br /&gt;The power supply gives electricity to the whole computer converting it to different voltage for different parts of the motherboard and peripherals so its not to high, usually 12 volts or less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;● Computer Case&lt;br /&gt;the computer case is just a protective skin that covers all the electronics in side and holds them in the right position, it also protects from dust and little fingers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;● DVD Drive/CD ROM&lt;br /&gt;The DVD/CD ROM reads information that’s recorded on to CDs and DVDs giving the information to the CPU chip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Different connections and brands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;● Hard Drives&lt;br /&gt;Hard drives come in a mixture of brands but the two most common are Seagate, and Western Digital. Hard drives come with connections of IDE, Sata, Sata2, and Sata3 (oldest to newest). They come in the sizes of 20gb, 30gb, 40gb, 60gb, 80gb, 100gb, 120, 250gb 500gb, 1000gb(1TB), and 2000gb(2TB). I prefer Seagate, but there are some who would say differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CPU chips&lt;br /&gt;● The CPU chip comes in many brands for example Intel and AMD. And have different connections that need to match your motherboard's CPU slot eg. Intel 775 pin 1155 pin, 1156 pin, 1366 pin AMD comes in AMD3 and a 754 socket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;● Graphics card&lt;br /&gt;Graphics cards come with the connections of PCI AGP and PCI Express they come in a lot of different brands the most common being Nvidia Gigabyte and Asus. They come with their own on board memory and processing unit, the faster graphic cards are also demanding enough to have their own fans and power cords attached directly to them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;● RAM&lt;br /&gt;RAM comes in a lot of brands but the two most common are Kingston and corsair the connections range from PCI 100, PCI, DDR, DDR2,and DDR3 (oldest to newest),there are others but these are the most common, the motherboard dictates which ones you have to get to be compatible with the system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;● Motherboards&lt;br /&gt;Motherboards come in three main brands ASUS Gigabyte and Intel. Some of more common connections you can get are Intel 775pin 1155pin, 1156, 1366, AMD, AMD2 and AMD3.&lt;br /&gt;The choice of motherboard is based on what add-ons you want to have access for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;How we tested computers that weren't working:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To test a computer you need to go through the process of elimination.  Eliminating the possible problems and isolating them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first step is to clean the computer up with a air compressor, vacuum cleaner, or a light brush, an air compressor is preferable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second step is to strip the computer down to bare minumin allow just the parts that the computer needs to function, one motherboard, one stick of RAM, a graphics card if the motherboard doesn’t have one  built in, a CPU chip with fan in place, and a power supply, you don't need the hard drive to be plugged in until your actually sure the computer works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third step is swapping out parts ... if the computer doesn’t work first time swap the RAM preferable with one you know works, if it still doesn’t work then swap graphics card, if still not working swap the CPU chip if it's still not working after swapping power supply then it’s going to be the motherboard. Hopefully you've been able to work out which part caused the problem.  (Or else it is more than one item or the motherboard or BIOS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four step: Now that you’ve isolated the problem then you can go about finding out which parts work with it from before you stripped it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifth step: after doing that you can plug in you hard drive and give it a full boot up.  If your computer doesn’t recognise your hard drive make sure it is in the first port and it is all plugged in correctly.  It will tell you which is the first port next to the port on the motherboard (in very small writing).  After doing this if it still doesn’t work go into the BIOS by pressing the appropriate key when your computer starts to boot up. In the BIOS you will be in main menu you need to see if the computer recognises the hard drive in there.  If it doesn't find it, go into the boot devices menu item and see if you can get it to recognise it in there, if not change the cable connection and check that there is nothing on the motherboard that shouldn’t be there (eg.  We had loose screws near the cable socket that stopped our computer for months) after these steps if the hard drive isn't damaged it should work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Installing windows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To install windows you will need to have a CD ROM or DVD drive plugged in and your windows CD in the drive after this it is a simply job of following the instrucions ... but if it has errors or doesnt recognise the CD or DVD drive here's what you do: * make sure the cd drive is plugged in properly &lt;br /&gt;* make sure it is set to Master by moving the jumper which is a little plastic piece next to power to the right one (it will have which one written on the drive or if its on cable choice make sure you have it plugged in to the primary plug).&lt;br /&gt;* if you have two cd drives (which isnt recomened for installing windows) make sure ones on master and ones on slave, &lt;br /&gt;* when installing windows you will need to make sure you have 2GB of Ram &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;or LESS&lt;/span&gt; if you have any more than 2GB of RAM you will probably experience errors when trying to install windows.&lt;br /&gt;With these potential problems out of the way, the windows installation should work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What you need to build a computer from scratch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will need a computer case, power supply, motherboard, ram, graphics card, cpu chip, cpu cooling fan, one or more fans for your case, a hard drive and windows installer CD, you will also need a CDROM Drive. The hard thing is probably making sure it is all compatible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You screw the motherboard into the correct position, with the ports facing out of the case, then screw the power supply in. After that screw the hard drive in, making sure it's on master, the CD-ROM follows this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After following these steps, slot in your graphics card and ram. Now that your components are all pluged in you have to plug them in to power, if you don't know what your doing or your motherboard is a different design to what your use to, you may need to find your motherboards manual on the computer by typing in it's code which should be located on it as a sticker. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hard drive may need a sata power converter cord if it's a newer model and the mother board may need a 20 pin power converter if it's a 24 pin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this it's just a matter of knowing what goes where or if you don't know, take a look at another computer the same design, or the manul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this, you are ready to install windows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853843733384716652-5962124343367104354?l=legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/feeds/5962124343367104354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853843733384716652&amp;postID=5962124343367104354' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/5962124343367104354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/5962124343367104354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/2011/06/computers.html' title='Computer&apos;s'/><author><name>Legolas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01045663863566917163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--8n_xP2jT8E/ToRXgTrM1cI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/L5cuYcbCLms/s220/TMD%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853843733384716652.post-6060193293932113815</id><published>2011-03-22T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T05:44:20.319-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Computer'/><title type='text'>Finished Computers!</title><content type='html'>I have finally finished upgrading, 'combining' and repairing the computers, my own as well as a number of others. I managed to get two computers working for our friends, the computers I didn't get to work, I pulled the hard drives out of them and installed them in the working computers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my own computer I ended up buying a whole new motherboard, graphics card and CPU chip as well as Windows 7 ultimate. A kind friend gave me 2GB of ram, all up it cost me $400. I was also given a big new power supply and computer case from our friends, whose computers I fixed.  By building a new computer it ended up much cheaper then buying it already made from the shop. Originally I was only planning to buy a couple of parts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been taking notes on what I did and learnt for my school work, I'm planning on posting about it at the end of the month.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853843733384716652-6060193293932113815?l=legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/feeds/6060193293932113815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853843733384716652&amp;postID=6060193293932113815' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/6060193293932113815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/6060193293932113815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/2011/03/finished-computers.html' title='Finished Computers!'/><author><name>Legolas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01045663863566917163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--8n_xP2jT8E/ToRXgTrM1cI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/L5cuYcbCLms/s220/TMD%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853843733384716652.post-6776871689281595551</id><published>2011-02-09T14:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T15:12:49.554-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Computer'/><title type='text'>New Hard Drive and Computer Repairs</title><content type='html'>Two weeks ago I ordered a 1000GB(1TB) hard drive and it finally came on Monday. Unfortunately I will have to wait awhile before I can install it into my computer, as our power supply is already on its maximum output, and cannot handle any thing else attached to it. Which now means I will have to buy a new power box. My back fan has also gone which also means I will have to buy a new one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment I'm fixing up my friend's computers so I'm hoping that from the computers I can't get working I will be able to salvage a power box and fan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iVu8chlbO_I/TVMe35llxTI/AAAAAAAAAEk/w3OMOykgMUU/s1600/Elvish.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 34px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iVu8chlbO_I/TVMe35llxTI/AAAAAAAAAEk/w3OMOykgMUU/s400/Elvish.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571831109687559474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853843733384716652-6776871689281595551?l=legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/feeds/6776871689281595551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853843733384716652&amp;postID=6776871689281595551' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/6776871689281595551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/6776871689281595551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/2011/02/new-hard-drive-and-computer-repairs.html' title='New Hard Drive and Computer Repairs'/><author><name>Legolas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01045663863566917163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--8n_xP2jT8E/ToRXgTrM1cI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/L5cuYcbCLms/s220/TMD%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iVu8chlbO_I/TVMe35llxTI/AAAAAAAAAEk/w3OMOykgMUU/s72-c/Elvish.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853843733384716652.post-6232507033236209305</id><published>2011-01-30T18:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T18:35:24.439-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Holiday LAN Party</title><content type='html'>At the beginning of the Christmas holidays I thought it would be a great idea if I invited some friends over to have a big LAN party [multi-player].&lt;br /&gt;So about two weeks later three of our friends came over with their computers and the games we wanted to play. Together with my brothers and my friends there were six of us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The LAN party went for two days, from 9 A.M to 4:30 P.M the next day with a movie night in between, where we watched Iron Man 2 till 10. The most popular game played was Star Wars Battle Front 2 followed by Stronghold Legends. With only a couple of hiccups with the computers the LAN party was a big success, I hope we can do it again next holidays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iVu8chlbO_I/TUYdii1rvFI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ymyZzUcc9mo/s1600/Elvish.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 34px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iVu8chlbO_I/TUYdii1rvFI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ymyZzUcc9mo/s400/Elvish.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568170468594924626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853843733384716652-6232507033236209305?l=legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/feeds/6232507033236209305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853843733384716652&amp;postID=6232507033236209305' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/6232507033236209305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/6232507033236209305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/2011/01/holiday-lan-party.html' title='Holiday LAN Party'/><author><name>Legolas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01045663863566917163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--8n_xP2jT8E/ToRXgTrM1cI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/L5cuYcbCLms/s220/TMD%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iVu8chlbO_I/TUYdii1rvFI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ymyZzUcc9mo/s72-c/Elvish.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853843733384716652.post-1066190230873326078</id><published>2011-01-28T21:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T18:52:17.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Total Annilaltion - Cave Dog</title><content type='html'>This post is for any gamers that read my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total Annihilation is a robotic war game where the aim of the game is to annihilate your opponent from the entire universe.  &lt;br /&gt;Total Annihilation is a strategy game, and was released on September 30, 1997, by Cave Dog.&lt;br /&gt;After Total Annihilation was released two expansions were also released Core Contingency, and Battle Tactics, giving the game more maps, units, and missions.&lt;br /&gt;You can play the missions, skirmish, or multi-player, I would say multi-player is the best, but if you don't have other people at the same skill level to play with, or you only have one computer, skirmish is almost just as good as multi-player, the only difference is you are versing computer players instead of humans. Skirmish is also great for practicing for multi-player games, some of the missions really challenge your skill and give you a good idea of where your skill is at by what difficulties you can set it on and still complete them. The modern day game of Total Annihilation is Supreme Commander based on Total Annihilation, and designed by the same lead designer as Total Annihilation, Chris Taylor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To defeat your opponent you must gather resources and use them to create your armies and base defense, the more resources you gather earlier on in the game gives you a better chance of getting your base defense up if you play defensive, or starting your army production if you are an offensive player. I'm a defensive player most of the time, until I have my base defense up then I turn to offensive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a 14 year old game it's still definitely worth playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iVu8chlbO_I/TUSwc0TtYUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/5ldLh8I26cs/s1600/Elvish.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 34px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iVu8chlbO_I/TUSwc0TtYUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/5ldLh8I26cs/s400/Elvish.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567769048460910914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853843733384716652-1066190230873326078?l=legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/feeds/1066190230873326078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853843733384716652&amp;postID=1066190230873326078' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/1066190230873326078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/1066190230873326078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/2011/01/total-annilaltion-cave-dog.html' title='Total Annilaltion - Cave Dog'/><author><name>Legolas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01045663863566917163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--8n_xP2jT8E/ToRXgTrM1cI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/L5cuYcbCLms/s220/TMD%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iVu8chlbO_I/TUSwc0TtYUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/5ldLh8I26cs/s72-c/Elvish.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853843733384716652.post-1564045755389516723</id><published>2011-01-27T21:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T22:50:34.413-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooking'/><title type='text'>Almond Flour Cooking</title><content type='html'>Two weeks ago we received an &lt;a href="http://www.elanaspantry.com/cookbook/"&gt;almond flour cook book&lt;/a&gt; in the mail, since then I have made; almond flour pancakes, bread, banana choc chip cake, and date scones, [Which were meant to be apricot but I had to substitute for dates].&lt;br /&gt;The pancakes and bread were from the authors &lt;a href="http://www.elanaspantry.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; not from the cook book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pancakes were great, far better then I thought they would be, the only problem with them was a strong flavor of almond, I soon found by adding more honey and vanilla I got rid of the almond taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bread tastes great smeared with butter and saturated in honey especially while it's still hot, my only problem with it is it does not rise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The banana choc chip cake was fantastic it was more of a moist cake then one of those dry cakes, which I thought was great, the only problem was I'm not really allowed to have choc chips, so next time I will have to have it without them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The date/apricot scones were great and tasted nice with honey or butter or even just by itself.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iVu8chlbO_I/TUJeT5vcZ5I/AAAAAAAAAEI/k9a4T6-nyqY/s1600/Elvish.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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[bad, I know].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlights of my last seven months include...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mother is having a baby March 22nd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Father got a new job as an accountant at a local saw mill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I've just done my Bronze [surf life saving course].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My whole family is on a strict diet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In April I was invited to join A squad, and since then I have been swimming 3-4 times a week at 5:30 AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have almost all our gyprock up in our extensions, and have began plastering, and painting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully it won't be seven months before you hear from me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iVu8chlbO_I/TUFT174U0II/AAAAAAAAAD4/KTZ-31D7EoY/s1600/Elvish.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 34px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iVu8chlbO_I/TUFT174U0II/AAAAAAAAAD4/KTZ-31D7EoY/s400/Elvish.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566822800478752898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853843733384716652-8691134868868366888?l=legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/feeds/8691134868868366888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853843733384716652&amp;postID=8691134868868366888' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/8691134868868366888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/8691134868868366888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/2010/11/legolas-arrow-tips.html' title='Legolas&apos; Arrow Tips'/><author><name>Legolas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01045663863566917163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--8n_xP2jT8E/ToRXgTrM1cI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/L5cuYcbCLms/s220/TMD%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iVu8chlbO_I/TUFT174U0II/AAAAAAAAAD4/KTZ-31D7EoY/s72-c/Elvish.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853843733384716652.post-2829775692561732172</id><published>2010-04-24T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T04:40:09.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tag</title><content type='html'>Awarded by &lt;a href="http://aknightsquest.blogspot.com/2010/03/yet-another-tag.html"&gt;A Knights Quest,&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://courtlycorners.blogspot.com/"&gt;Squires And Maidens&lt;/a&gt; And &lt;a href="http://mykoalasong.blogspot.com/2009/11/tagged-by-vellvin.html"&gt;Anna Maria&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Do you like to write?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I love to write, I'm writing my own novel, I've written 160 pages so far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Favourite Books?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inheritance Cycle by Christopher Paolini&lt;br /&gt;Rangers Apprentice series by John Flanagan&lt;br /&gt;Lord of the Rings by J.R. Tolkien&lt;br /&gt;Dragons in our Midst by Byran Davis&lt;br /&gt;Sun Sword Trilogy by Belinda Mueller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Do you compose music/write songs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Do you like Poetry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Loved someone so much who made you cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Broken a bone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Been in a police car?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Been on a boat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Fallen asleep at school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Did you sing today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;KFC, Popeyes or Church's?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are these fast food restaurants or music?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Chick-a-flick or What-a-Burger?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Starbucks or McCafe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never been to either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What's your favourite time of year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Do you ever talk to yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Do you have a favourite treat you like to buy on occasions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Do you believe the Bible is the literal word of God and is infallible?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What's your favourite sport?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soccer and Swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What colour is your Ipod?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;If you could go anywhere in the world, where would you go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;If you could go to any fictional place, where would you go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Araluen, Aligasia or Narnia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Do you love to write or do you just like writing? Or do you write at all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to write&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What do you want to be when your a grown-up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Favourite animal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment a Hawk or Eagle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Favourite Song?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment Fireflies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Do you like school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmmm, thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Are you a people person cause I'm getting the feeling that you are?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Do you like to talk?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, but not too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Favourite food?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know, there's too many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hobbies?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading, story writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Favourite Author?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment Byran Davis or Christopher Paolini. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Favourite weapon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sword, Bow and Arrows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Is this a fun tag or are you getting bored?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a little long, but not too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Do you like Hannah Montana and all those girly people and movies like high school musical?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO WAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What are you scared of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little bit of heights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Favourite Flower?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Color of your eyes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I pass this tag to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bullseyeinthebackyard.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bullseye in the back yard &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://theadventuresofcb.blogspot.com/"&gt;the adventures of CB&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853843733384716652-2829775692561732172?l=legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/feeds/2829775692561732172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853843733384716652&amp;postID=2829775692561732172' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/2829775692561732172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/2829775692561732172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/2010/04/tag.html' title='A Tag'/><author><name>Legolas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01045663863566917163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--8n_xP2jT8E/ToRXgTrM1cI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/L5cuYcbCLms/s220/TMD%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853843733384716652.post-7016491105896185012</id><published>2010-02-09T13:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T14:02:31.161-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Punctuation</title><content type='html'>Here is a very funny youtube clip on punctuation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lF4qii8S3gw&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lF4qii8S3gw&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853843733384716652-7016491105896185012?l=legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--8n_xP2jT8E/ToRXgTrM1cI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/L5cuYcbCLms/s220/TMD%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853843733384716652.post-7014123222048399680</id><published>2010-01-27T14:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T14:51:03.145-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird Hobbit Award</title><content type='html'>I thank &lt;a href="http://anirishmaideninaust.blogspot.com/"&gt;An Irish Maiden&lt;/a&gt; for awarding me the Weird Hobbit Award. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iVu8chlbO_I/S3Hek-ED99I/AAAAAAAAAC0/brXbZkfcH7U/s1600-h/hobbit+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 94px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iVu8chlbO_I/S3Hek-ED99I/AAAAAAAAAC0/brXbZkfcH7U/s200/hobbit+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436370951929591762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pass this award on to,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bullseyeinthebackyard.blogspot.com/"&gt;bullseye in the back yard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://countrytigger.blogspot.com/"&gt;countrytigger&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And anyone else who would like to take up this award.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853843733384716652-7014123222048399680?l=legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/feeds/7014123222048399680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853843733384716652&amp;postID=7014123222048399680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853843733384716652.post-4113543862415341831</id><published>2009-12-15T18:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T18:39:59.912-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Book'/><title type='text'>Rising Of The Black Tide</title><content type='html'>Page 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonifred robbed of all energy let his sword drop to the ground. Then a rumbling started from the deep and black smoke began to come from Mordorath’s body, there was a flash and then where Mordorath’s body had been there was nothing. &lt;br /&gt;The smoke in the air took the shape of Mordorath, and his voice shook the ground like thunder and was so powerful that it threw everyone to the ground. Mordorath facing Gonifred, dripping venom from his mouth said, “One day I will regain shape again, and I will regain my power, and I will become so powerful that nothing can kill Me.” and with that Mordorath gave an ear splitting screech and his shadow fled to a deep place to regain strength. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mordorath’s army was now thrown into chaos.  Scattering like ants they fled to caves and crevices deep within the mountains.  All that was left was Mordorath’s two captains, they had two small red jewels set in their crowns, they glared at EMAD’s, then the jewels in their crown glowed fiery red and then they turned and fled to their master who was waiting for them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great cheer broke out amongst the alliance, Gonifred’s father king Thundil made his way through the cheering people to where his son lay.  His son was so weary from the battle with Mordorath that he had fallen into a deep sleep. Thundil called men over with a stretcher to bear Gonifred off the battlefield to his tent to tend his wounds. Thundil lingered over Mordorath’s crown they would have to decide what they would do with it.  He bent down to pick it up, it was still hot. He wrapped his hands in his cloak and picked it up, covering it with his cloak he followed after his son.  He would hold a meeting tomorrow with the other kings. That night there would be a celebration to honor his son and for the victory of the war.  When he got back to the tent he found his son already up, such were the remarkable recovery abilities of an elf, but he was still very weary. He dismissed everyone from the tent so that his son could rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night there was a party, there was ale and music and the men made merry long into the night. &lt;br /&gt;The next day King Thundil held a meeting with the other kings about what was to be done about Mordorath and his crown. Although Mordorath’s body had been defeated, and his armies scattered, and the dragon hid deep within his lair, waiting for the return of his master.  Mordorath’s spirit had endured and it lived because of the jewel, it was just a matter of time before Mordorath grew powerful enough to start another war. Although he wouldn’t be able to take shape again until he had the jewel. He could still start another war for total dominance of the lands of Arnor. &lt;br /&gt;Now the problem was what to do with the jewel.  It was obvious that the jewel was a great source of power, so a dwarven king suggested. “Use its power”. &lt;br /&gt;An elf king argued that it would be too dangerous to use and there would be war as to who could use it.  So he wanted to destroy it but no-one know how.  Some of the kings supported the dwarf king’s idea and others supported the elf king and others came up with their own opinions.   But no one could agree on any until an old wizard who had been invited to attend the council, and until now had just been watching both sides of the debate, rose to his feet and said "How about we bury it".&lt;br /&gt; King Thundil stopped and turned to the wizard and so did the rest of the kings.&lt;br /&gt;“And what will that gain us?” asked a king,  “how will that stop Mordorath?”&lt;br /&gt;“If we bury it deep to stop any one finding it, then we could cast spells of sleeping over it and Mordorath would sleep until we find a way to destroy it”.&lt;br /&gt;“Why not decide that here and now” argued one of the kings.&lt;br /&gt;“Well we are not going to decide that in this meeting and this will buy us as much time as we need to find a way with out worrying about Mordorath”. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King Thundil knew it was not wise to go against the advice of wizards. He slowly nodded his head and one by one more kings agreed to that term of action. So after returning in triumph to each of their lands the kings gathered again deep within a mountain, and there they hid the jewel and cast spells over it to keep Mordorath in an enchanted sleep until they found a way to destroy it. But a way was not found and in the many years of peace that followed Mordorath’s defeat many people forgot. The tunnel was sealed up and the kings forgot the threat and thinking that a way was found, stopped searching. Mordorath slept and his army remained hidden and scattered and Mordorath and his jewel became a story, and the story became legend, and legend became myth, and the jewel which should have been destroyed was not and Mordorath whose life force was now bound to the jewel slept, but still lived and it would just be a matter of time before the jewel was uncovered and Mordorath would awaken.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853843733384716652-4113543862415341831?l=legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/feeds/4113543862415341831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853843733384716652&amp;postID=4113543862415341831' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/4113543862415341831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/4113543862415341831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/2009/12/rising-of-black-tide.html' title='Rising Of The Black Tide'/><author><name>Legolas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01045663863566917163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--8n_xP2jT8E/ToRXgTrM1cI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/L5cuYcbCLms/s220/TMD%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853843733384716652.post-6647165205490909934</id><published>2009-11-09T15:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T15:53:27.526-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='character test'/><title type='text'>Star Wars Character Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iVu8chlbO_I/SviqhZIKjTI/AAAAAAAAACs/RueW09WI7Vs/s1600-h/lando1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 132px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iVu8chlbO_I/SviqhZIKjTI/AAAAAAAAACs/RueW09WI7Vs/s200/lando1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402255243688447282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did the &lt;a href="http://www.matthewbarr.co.uk/personality/index.htm"&gt;star wars character test&lt;/a&gt; recently, and I was Lando calrissian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853843733384716652-6647165205490909934?l=legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/feeds/6647165205490909934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853843733384716652&amp;postID=6647165205490909934' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/6647165205490909934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/6647165205490909934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/2009/11/star-wars-character-test.html' title='Star Wars Character Test'/><author><name>Legolas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01045663863566917163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--8n_xP2jT8E/ToRXgTrM1cI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/L5cuYcbCLms/s220/TMD%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iVu8chlbO_I/SviqhZIKjTI/AAAAAAAAACs/RueW09WI7Vs/s72-c/lando1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853843733384716652.post-5574768658829833129</id><published>2009-11-08T23:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T16:14:52.057-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book review'/><title type='text'>Book Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iVu8chlbO_I/SvfQw4X3zcI/AAAAAAAAACk/j7xggwVhKpc/s1600-h/stone+holding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iVu8chlbO_I/SvfQw4X3zcI/AAAAAAAAACk/j7xggwVhKpc/s200/stone+holding.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402015816239009218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.bookdepository.co.uk/book/9781439132999/The-Stoneholding"&gt;The Stone Holding&lt;/a&gt; is the first book of a series not yet completed. It is pretty heavy reading, but very interesting. It resembles The Lord Of The Rings a bit but has it's own uniqueness. I really enjoyed its fantasy creatures, and the action that was all through it kept the story exciting.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The following is heavy on story plot, read no further unless want to spoil it for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all about a young man named Kalaquinn(Kal) Wright, whose town and valley is under attack by the evil forces called, Scorpion Dragoons. The Scorpion Dragoons are controlled by the Kingdom's right hand man Ferabek.  Ferabek wants to kill the true blood prince of Arvon and take over the throne. He thinks the highlanders know where he is. The highlanders flee to a ancient stronghold in the mountains to keep alive. The stronghold is meant for the Hordanu. The Hordanu are high bard's and healers, they are known and praised throughout the land of Arvon.  At this time there is only one Hordanu, and he is old. So in secret he makes Kal a Hordanu with only Kal's best friend Galli as a witness. He shows Kal the golden harp of legends. The harp has magical powers that can keep evil at bay. They make it to the stronghold but shortly after arrival Wilum, the old Hordanu is killed, and the harp is stolen. They are in danger of being overrun by the enemy when Kal stumbles upon a passage to the underground city of the Hammers.  The Hammers decide to help Kal's people only, when, they learn that he is Hordanu. They shelter the highlanders underground with them. &lt;br /&gt;This concludes Book One.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853843733384716652-5574768658829833129?l=legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/feeds/5574768658829833129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853843733384716652&amp;postID=5574768658829833129' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/5574768658829833129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/5574768658829833129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/2009/11/book-review.html' title='Book Review'/><author><name>Legolas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01045663863566917163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--8n_xP2jT8E/ToRXgTrM1cI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/L5cuYcbCLms/s220/TMD%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iVu8chlbO_I/SvfQw4X3zcI/AAAAAAAAACk/j7xggwVhKpc/s72-c/stone+holding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853843733384716652.post-3844770355356778313</id><published>2009-11-08T15:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T15:42:00.370-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Eragon Character Quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iVu8chlbO_I/SvdVjWjxjuI/AAAAAAAAACc/M3y5eoWq3xU/s1600-h/saphira_eragon_display.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 162px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iVu8chlbO_I/SvdVjWjxjuI/AAAAAAAAACc/M3y5eoWq3xU/s200/saphira_eragon_display.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401880343893610210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have recently done the &lt;a href="http://www.alagaesia.com/characters/index.html"&gt;Eragon character quiz,&lt;/a&gt; to see which character I most resemble. I most resemble Saphira.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853843733384716652-3844770355356778313?l=legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/feeds/3844770355356778313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853843733384716652&amp;postID=3844770355356778313' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/3844770355356778313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/3844770355356778313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/2009/11/eragon-character-quiz.html' title='Eragon Character Quiz'/><author><name>Legolas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01045663863566917163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--8n_xP2jT8E/ToRXgTrM1cI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/L5cuYcbCLms/s220/TMD%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iVu8chlbO_I/SvdVjWjxjuI/AAAAAAAAACc/M3y5eoWq3xU/s72-c/saphira_eragon_display.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853843733384716652.post-1271273985211789806</id><published>2009-11-07T02:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T16:31:24.194-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meme'/><title type='text'>The 8 Question Meme</title><content type='html'>My sister &lt;a href="http://mykoalasong.blogspot.com/"&gt;Anna Maria&lt;/a&gt; tagged me for the 8 question meme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Six names you go by:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Big bro&lt;br /&gt;-Cinimod&lt;br /&gt;-Legolas&lt;br /&gt;-Eruheran [air-oo-hair-ahn]&lt;br /&gt;-Domino&lt;br /&gt;-D______&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Three things your wearing right now:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Long white pants&lt;br /&gt;-white t-shirt with blue patterns&lt;br /&gt;-black socks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Three things you want very badly:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My book (Raising Dragons) to come in the mail&lt;br /&gt;-Being allowed to read it soon &lt;br /&gt;-To finish writing my book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Three things you did last night/yesterday/today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Wrote my story&lt;br /&gt;-Read Stoneholding&lt;br /&gt;-Went to the dam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Two things you ate today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Corn flakes &lt;br /&gt;-Choc chip cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Two people you last talked to on the phone:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Rebecca&lt;br /&gt;-Rebecca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Two things you are going to do tomorrow:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Run in a Fun Run&lt;br /&gt;-Tear down a wall on our carport&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Your three favorite beverages:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Hot Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;-Orange juice&lt;br /&gt;-Soft Drink &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tag 5 people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I've only tagged four]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://anirishmaideninaust.blogspot.com/"&gt;An Irish maiden&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ennainkgirl.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Inkworld&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://theadventuresofcb.blogspot.com/"&gt;The adventures of CB&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://onecreativelass.blogspot.com/"&gt;One creative little lass&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853843733384716652-1271273985211789806?l=legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/feeds/1271273985211789806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853843733384716652&amp;postID=1271273985211789806' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/1271273985211789806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/1271273985211789806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/2009/11/8-question-meme.html' title='The 8 Question Meme'/><author><name>Legolas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01045663863566917163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--8n_xP2jT8E/ToRXgTrM1cI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/L5cuYcbCLms/s220/TMD%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853843733384716652.post-7565196838866627654</id><published>2009-10-18T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T00:47:55.157-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awards'/><title type='text'>Honest scrap arward</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iVu8chlbO_I/StrPWnzcPRI/AAAAAAAAABQ/EnR9-jBpBhE/s1600-h/honest+scrap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 139px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iVu8chlbO_I/StrPWnzcPRI/AAAAAAAAABQ/EnR9-jBpBhE/s400/honest+scrap.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393851491278404882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been tagged for the Honest Scrap Award by &lt;a href="http://mykoalasong.blogspot.com/2009/10/honest-scrap-award.html"&gt;Anna Maria&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://aussiecountryboy.blogspot.com/2009/10/honest-scrap-award.html"&gt;Gimli&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Here are ten honest facts about me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I can read very fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm only 14 and can already drive a car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I am a big Lord of The Rings, and Rangers Apprentice fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I am currently writing my own book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I am slow to lose my temper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I enjoy creating board games, [Lord of the Rings is my current one].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Last year I grew the most out of my whole family, and I am currently 5ft 11in [178cm].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. My least favourite meal is mince and spaghetti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I get the honour of planning and making, most of the Christmas desert. My pavlovas are the most popular.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. This year I was a soccer referee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pass this award onto &lt;a href="http://courtlycorners.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rogan&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://ponderedinmyheart.typepad.com/random_interesting_stuff/"&gt;Josiah&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://countrytigger.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tigger.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853843733384716652-7565196838866627654?l=legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/feeds/7565196838866627654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853843733384716652&amp;postID=7565196838866627654' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/7565196838866627654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/7565196838866627654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/2009/10/honest-scrap-arward.html' title='Honest scrap arward'/><author><name>Legolas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01045663863566917163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--8n_xP2jT8E/ToRXgTrM1cI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/L5cuYcbCLms/s220/TMD%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iVu8chlbO_I/StrPWnzcPRI/AAAAAAAAABQ/EnR9-jBpBhE/s72-c/honest+scrap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853843733384716652.post-683637719574863479</id><published>2009-10-05T16:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T16:02:14.646-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Book'/><title type='text'>Rising Of The Black Tide</title><content type='html'>Page 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonifred was tiring. The alliance was gathered around making one half of a giant circle, within the gathering was Gonifred’s father. His father looked on in horror as Mordorath held his sword in both hands about to make a final killing blow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The goblins and octogobs [creatures made by Mordorath] were gathered around, making the other half of the circle, and they were all clashing their swords on their shields or banging the ground with their spears and all this together made a loud drumming sound that got louder and louder, just as it reached its climax Mordorath swung his sword with all his might and power behind it at Gonifred. Gonifred brought his sword up to meet Mordorath’s, the two swords clashed together and Gonifred was lifted off the ground by the force of it.  His sword went flying out of his hands and out of the ring of elves, men, dwarves and monsters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonifred came down next to one of his elf swords that had been knocked from his hands earlier; he picked it up and wearily got to his feet. Mordorath lowered his sword so it now pointed at Gonifred and whispered words in the ancient language, Gonifred felt a invisible force pushing him and he flew back again.  This time he landed next to a spear that had belonged to a former elfish officer that had fallen in battle. Gonifred quickly sheathed his sword and picked up the spear and hurled it at Mordorath’s head. Mordorath saw it coming just as it was about to hit him and started to duck, the spear didn’t hit its intended target but instead clipped Mordorath’s crown. The crown and spear went spinning to the ground, Gonifred ran at Mordorath before he could recover his crown. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mordorath held his sword at Gonifred again and whispered more words of the ancient language, and once again Gonifred felt the invisible force trying to knock him off his feet, but he held his ground this time, than he sprang at Mordorath with his sword going for his heart. Mordorath defended the blow but with not quite as much authority as earlier. Mordorath was backing away to where his crown lay a few metres away, Gonifred knew that he must stop Mordorath before he reached his crown, for he knew now the source of Mordorath's power. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonifred circled around so now his back was to the crown. The air of the battle field was tense as the EMAD’s now saw a gleam of victory and Mordorath’s monsters had stopped drumming and were uncertain now as to who would win. Gonifred blocked a blow, and then lunged at Mordorath.  Mordorath did not see it coming and it sheared though his amour and was stopped by his chain mail, but it didn't go without breaking a few ribs.  Mordorath now wounded went into berserker rage, swinging his sword in wild arcs at Gonifred. Gonifred did his best to dodge the blade but Mordorath kept advancing until he was right over his crown, he bent down to retrieve it.   Gonifred gave a battle cry and leapt at Mordorath with his sword in both hands, swinging for Mordorath’s neck. Mordorath looked up from his crown and saw the blade coming for his neck, he started to bring his sword up to deflect it but he was to late. Gonifred's sword with all his strength behind it, meet with Mordorath's neck and sheered straight through, Mordorath’s head toppled off and he collapsed to the ground. Mordorath was defeated!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853843733384716652-683637719574863479?l=legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/feeds/683637719574863479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853843733384716652&amp;postID=683637719574863479' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/683637719574863479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/683637719574863479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/2009/10/rising-of-black-tide.html' title='Rising Of The Black Tide'/><author><name>Legolas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01045663863566917163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--8n_xP2jT8E/ToRXgTrM1cI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/L5cuYcbCLms/s220/TMD%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853843733384716652.post-7945422538941566293</id><published>2009-09-24T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T18:29:52.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lord Of The Rings Test</title><content type='html'>I did the Lord of The Rings test and the character I most resemble is Frodo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iVu8chlbO_I/SrwLyogaIKI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OTDnp56x39o/s1600-h/frodo..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 101px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iVu8chlbO_I/SrwLyogaIKI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OTDnp56x39o/s400/frodo..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385192218922983586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are most like Frodo. You're very friendly, and you have a great personality. Although you like to have fun, you can also be pretty serious at times. It's pretty hard to get you mad, but once you're mad...everybody better look out! Keep that temper under control and realize that you're better off than you may think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853843733384716652-7945422538941566293?l=legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/feeds/7945422538941566293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853843733384716652&amp;postID=7945422538941566293' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/7945422538941566293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/7945422538941566293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/2009/09/lord-of-rings-test.html' title='Lord Of The Rings Test'/><author><name>Legolas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01045663863566917163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--8n_xP2jT8E/ToRXgTrM1cI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/L5cuYcbCLms/s220/TMD%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iVu8chlbO_I/SrwLyogaIKI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OTDnp56x39o/s72-c/frodo..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853843733384716652.post-235740932542400254</id><published>2009-08-05T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T16:32:47.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chain mail</title><content type='html'>A couple of days ago my family and I attended a medieval day and there we learnt how to make chainmail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is me piecing links together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/SnpDe9KOh5I/AAAAAAAAAEg/e_EuMhZ4rLs/s1600-h/chainmail+-+CArpenter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/SnpDe9KOh5I/AAAAAAAAAEg/e_EuMhZ4rLs/s320/chainmail+-+CArpenter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366676105057961874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/SnpDe2gHb2I/AAAAAAAAAEY/sb3vLoEuea0/s1600-h/chainmail+-+links.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/SnpDe2gHb2I/AAAAAAAAAEY/sb3vLoEuea0/s320/chainmail+-+links.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366676103270723426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is, the finished piece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/SnpDetq85PI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dG0Pe_qiwEY/s1600-h/chainmail+-+links+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/SnpDetq85PI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dG0Pe_qiwEY/s320/chainmail+-+links+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366676100900250866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here the gizmo that makes the links&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/SnpCBU0LOjI/AAAAAAAAAEA/17W2kDh1-Fs/s1600-h/chainmail+-+vice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/SnpCBU0LOjI/AAAAAAAAAEA/17W2kDh1-Fs/s320/chainmail+-+vice.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366674496500218418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853843733384716652-235740932542400254?l=legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/feeds/235740932542400254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853843733384716652&amp;postID=235740932542400254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/235740932542400254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/235740932542400254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/2009/08/chain-mail.html' title='Chain mail'/><author><name>Aussie Bush Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/SnpDe9KOh5I/AAAAAAAAAEg/e_EuMhZ4rLs/s72-c/chainmail+-+CArpenter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853843733384716652.post-6837822623745634371</id><published>2009-05-06T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T22:16:44.075-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Soccer Wall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/Scbp6-2CGbI/AAAAAAAAACQ/jS1BIj2WMgc/s1600-h/wall+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/Scbp6-2CGbI/AAAAAAAAACQ/jS1BIj2WMgc/s320/wall+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316193609668762034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my 13th birthday last year my Dad started building me a wall to kick soccer balls against. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/ScbqWOpkTJI/AAAAAAAAACY/iC6rhTg3CJQ/s1600-h/wall+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/ScbqWOpkTJI/AAAAAAAAACY/iC6rhTg3CJQ/s320/wall+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316194077767912594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/ScbqoLvc4BI/AAAAAAAAACg/ZxWCEyarwMc/s1600-h/wall+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/ScbqoLvc4BI/AAAAAAAAACg/ZxWCEyarwMc/s320/wall+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316194386224930834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally finished 9 months later, almost at my next birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/Scbq0tZVqsI/AAAAAAAAACo/xZ-Otra3hno/s1600-h/wall+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/Scbq0tZVqsI/AAAAAAAAACo/xZ-Otra3hno/s320/wall+4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316194601417419458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy kicking the ball against the wall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853843733384716652-6837822623745634371?l=legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/feeds/6837822623745634371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853843733384716652&amp;postID=6837822623745634371' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/6837822623745634371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/6837822623745634371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/2009/05/soccer-wall.html' title='Soccer Wall'/><author><name>Aussie Bush Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/Scbp6-2CGbI/AAAAAAAAACQ/jS1BIj2WMgc/s72-c/wall+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853843733384716652.post-2102066614519411247</id><published>2009-05-06T20:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T22:06:56.789-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>The Lord of the Rings -  Game</title><content type='html'>My brothers and I decided to make a Lord of the Rings game; after two months of planning, drawing and cutting we finally finished it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/SgJU8czCtyI/AAAAAAAAADA/u4gMKSVWt6E/s1600-h/lord+of+the+rings+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/SgJU8czCtyI/AAAAAAAAADA/u4gMKSVWt6E/s320/lord+of+the+rings+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332918306259253026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cardboard counters you see each count as a unit, and on each counter is written the players defence and attack points. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/SgJUtw0poJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/LFxkoaiY_rY/s1600-h/lord+of+the+rings+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/SgJUtw0poJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/LFxkoaiY_rY/s320/lord+of+the+rings+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332918053936668818"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The object of the game is to eliminate your opponent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/SgJUWykK6rI/AAAAAAAAACw/KQs3mSCD-fc/s1600-h/lord+of+the+rings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/SgJUWykK6rI/AAAAAAAAACw/KQs3mSCD-fc/s320/lord+of+the+rings.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332917659267426994" &lt;br /&gt;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the units are based on characters from The Lord of the Rings movie or book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853843733384716652-2102066614519411247?l=legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/feeds/2102066614519411247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853843733384716652&amp;postID=2102066614519411247' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/2102066614519411247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/2102066614519411247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/2009/05/lord-of-rings-game.html' title='The Lord of the Rings -  Game'/><author><name>Aussie Bush Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/SgJU8czCtyI/AAAAAAAAADA/u4gMKSVWt6E/s72-c/lord+of+the+rings+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853843733384716652.post-9149944131057683504</id><published>2009-03-02T00:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T21:23:17.784-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Book'/><title type='text'>The Rising of the Black Tide</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Page 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonifred was ready, he put both swords together in a parry. Gonifred felt the power in the blow, it squashed him to the ground, then Mordorath sent another blow at Gonifred from the side. Gonifred saw it coming and blocked it, but he was almost knocked off his feet. The red jewel in Mordorath's crown started to glow again and Mordorath stature, as big as it was already, seemed to grow in power and height. Gonifred swung a sword at Mordorath's head and the other one at Mordorath's side. Mordorath parried them with ease, then Mordorath swung his sword around in wild arcs to confuse Gonifred's eyes, then with both hands on his sword Mordorath took other side strike at Gonifred and Gonifred parried it with both swords and Mordorath's sword sheared through Gonifred's first sword, which dropped to the ground in two pieces and sent his second sword out of his hands and across the battle field some distance away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonifred reached over his shoulder and pulled from a scabbard a two handed broad sword, it made a hiss when it was pulled from its scabbard, it shone with a soft pale light. The sword in length was a bit smaller then Mordorath's but made of much lighter and harder metals, which were very rare and expensive, called Klackie.  Gonifred leaped at Mordorath with his sword Mordorath blocked it and lunged at Gonifred, Gonifred side stepped and thrust his sword into Mordorath's heart.  It went through the mail and deep into Mordorath's evil hide and black blood started to trickle from the wound. The red jewel on Mordorath's crown started to glow again and the black blood stopped coming out. Gonifred looked on in amazement.  The hole where he had stabbed Mordorath was gone, the only thing left to show where the wound had been was the hole in Mordorath's black mail. Mordorath now wielded his sword like a toy and hacked away at Gonifred's defense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853843733384716652-9149944131057683504?l=legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/feeds/9149944131057683504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853843733384716652&amp;postID=9149944131057683504' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/9149944131057683504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/9149944131057683504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/2009/03/rising-of-black-tide.html' title='The Rising of the Black Tide'/><author><name>Aussie Bush Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853843733384716652.post-7282635341154968994</id><published>2009-03-01T16:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T00:50:06.678-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Archery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/Sas3vGTtDfI/AAAAAAAAACI/dmFEts-WfS8/s1600-h/bows.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/Sas3vGTtDfI/AAAAAAAAACI/dmFEts-WfS8/s320/bows.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308397868072898034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother and I have two recurve bows we like shooting arrows at our target in the paddock.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853843733384716652-7282635341154968994?l=legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/feeds/7282635341154968994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853843733384716652&amp;postID=7282635341154968994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/7282635341154968994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/7282635341154968994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/2009/03/archery.html' title='Archery'/><author><name>Aussie Bush Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/Sas3vGTtDfI/AAAAAAAAACI/dmFEts-WfS8/s72-c/bows.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853843733384716652.post-5414621653611004706</id><published>2009-03-01T16:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T17:19:45.801-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>My First Fish</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/Sasu_7KRZ0I/AAAAAAAAABw/nUZ_7MEqy4Q/s1600-h/fish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/Sasu_7KRZ0I/AAAAAAAAABw/nUZ_7MEqy4Q/s320/fish.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308388261533673282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I went fishing and caught my first fish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/SasxLAHIf7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/8_xbFavaoDY/s1600-h/fish+big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/SasxLAHIf7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/8_xbFavaoDY/s320/fish+big.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308390650864500658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was hard to convince everyone that it would feed ten people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853843733384716652-5414621653611004706?l=legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/feeds/5414621653611004706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853843733384716652&amp;postID=5414621653611004706' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/5414621653611004706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/5414621653611004706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-first-fish.html' title='My First Fish'/><author><name>Aussie Bush Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/Sasu_7KRZ0I/AAAAAAAAABw/nUZ_7MEqy4Q/s72-c/fish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853843733384716652.post-98010155174614312</id><published>2009-02-25T14:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T20:12:19.715-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Rising Of The Black Tide'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Book'/><title type='text'>The Rising Of The Black Tide</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Page 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had eight arms/tentacles, four at the front and four at the back. Each hand had claws, they had eyes at the front and back of their head and could switch them around. When the front eyes were closed you could tell that they were using their back eyes, they had a head sort of like an octopus and a kurnark. They were bigger and stronger then kurnarks, but not as big or strong as trolls, their skin is hard and leathery and they are fatal to horses if equipped with a pike. If they are hurt they go into berserker rage. With these creatures Mordorath was now gaining the upper hand in the war.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Gonifred saw all the people dying around him, he yelled to Mordorath to face him in a single combat. Mordorath heard from his dark tower him and laughed an evil laugh that striked fear in  anyone that heard it. Overly eager to test his new powers Mordorath pressed on to the battlefield. Mordorath appeared at the top of the wall that overlooked the battlefield, with his two captains clad black on either side of him, Mordorath's voice rang out over the din of battle. &lt;br /&gt;"I accept your challege!" Mordorath sent out a mind control message to his creatures, they stopped fighting and backed away. The elves, men and dwarves did likewise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mordorath stepped down from the wall and was lost from sight, then the gates creaked open and Mordorath strode out, his creatures parted to either side for him to walk through. He stopped just in front of Gonifred, his monsters gathered around them in a half-ring while the elves, men and dwarves formed the opposite side of the ring. Gonifred stood proud and tall with his long yellow hair flowing in the breeze, his fair face was dirtied and blacked by battle, in his hands he held two long elf swords. As Mordorath's red eyes bore into Gonifred the red jewel in his black crown started to glow, then it stopped. In a flash Mordorath had drawn his massive broadsword that hung at his waist and struck an overhead blow at Gonifred.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853843733384716652-98010155174614312?l=legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/feeds/98010155174614312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853843733384716652&amp;postID=98010155174614312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/98010155174614312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/98010155174614312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/2009/02/rising-of-black-tide_25.html' title='The Rising Of The Black Tide'/><author><name>Aussie Bush Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853843733384716652.post-2572477965110979738</id><published>2009-02-22T00:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T14:24:06.161-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Our Flying Fox</title><content type='html'>On our property we have a big dam. We have a canoe, a kayak and a tractor tube to muck around with. One of the best things we have is our flying fox. To make it we strung up a cable from one tree, to another, on the far side of the dam. For the pulley dad rearranged the front handle bars and wheel of a bike. You fly down the hill and drop into the middle of the dam. Dad also cemented car tyres into the wall of the dam to use as steps, to make it easier to get out where we drop.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/SaEKJcF8-4I/AAAAAAAAABo/6KJiVABAoJs/s1600-h/flying+fox+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/SaEKJcF8-4I/AAAAAAAAABo/6KJiVABAoJs/s320/flying+fox+9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305532993295416194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853843733384716652-2572477965110979738?l=legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/feeds/2572477965110979738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853843733384716652&amp;postID=2572477965110979738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/2572477965110979738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/2572477965110979738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/2009/02/our-flying-fox.html' title='Our Flying Fox'/><author><name>Aussie Bush Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/SaEKJcF8-4I/AAAAAAAAABo/6KJiVABAoJs/s72-c/flying+fox+9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853843733384716652.post-7861701403216260987</id><published>2009-02-16T14:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T21:48:45.997-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Rising Of The Black Tide'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Book'/><title type='text'>The Rising of the Black Tide</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Page 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Binfur replied, "My father taught me, he told me that his father had taught him and so on throughout the ages, all the way back to the Dwarves of Old."&lt;br /&gt;"Okay" said Daffwield who was now quiet, curious as to what the writing said. "So what does the writing say?"   &lt;br /&gt;Binfur studied the writing for some time and then he started to read it out loud so the other dwarves could know what it said.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"It tells of a great battle fought against a powerful, dark lord Mordorath and his monsters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The elves, men and dwarves of the land Alonor allied together and mustered a great army and marched against Mordorath to his dark fortress Dungudy, before his power grew too great, to defeat Mordorath.  Mordorath sent his armies out to meet them and before the gates of Dungudy a great and terrible battle was fought. It lasted for many days and then the allies started to drive the enemy back. Mordorath called a retreat, his Kurnarks and trolls drew back into Dungudy and the gates were closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night there were celebrations in the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;EMAD&lt;/span&gt;(Elves,Men and Dwarves) camp, they had won a great battle. But they all knew that they had not won the war. Later that night a sentry sounded the alarm, the sky seemed to be lit up and a bright light was coming towards them fast, there was flapping of giant wings and a row of tents burst into flames.  &lt;br /&gt;"Dragon!" People were shouting; and were running in terror away from the terrifying creature, just then Gonifred, son of the king of elves, directed a volly of arrows at the dragon. Arrow after arrow flew at the dragon, most of them just bounced off its thick scales, all the while the dragon was setting fire to more tents and swooping down upon men, elves, dwarves and horses.  But some of the arrows were finding their mark and piercing through the dragon scales, the dragon was young and its scales were not yet fully developed, the dragon gave one last breath of flames and flew back to Dungudy leaving behind fire and death and chaos. Captains organised a water chain and the fires were soon put out. The dead were buried and the panic stricken horses were rounded up, the leaders of the armies were now considering this new threat and a way to defeat Mordorath. They all decided on laying siege upon Dungudy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The siege lasted for many months, in that time many a battle had been fought and many were lost on both sides, but the Kurnarks kept on multiplying and then Mordorath made new creatures, Octopus type creatures that go on land and sea."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853843733384716652-7861701403216260987?l=legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/feeds/7861701403216260987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853843733384716652&amp;postID=7861701403216260987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/7861701403216260987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/7861701403216260987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/2009/02/rising-of-black-tide-page-2.html' title='The Rising of the Black Tide'/><author><name>Aussie Bush Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853843733384716652.post-331048384603438831</id><published>2009-02-15T03:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T14:47:36.421-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Rising Of The Black Tide'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Book'/><title type='text'>The Rising of the Black Tide</title><content type='html'>Author - Legolas&lt;br /&gt;page 1 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Father" said a young voice. King Charn looked down from his throne (and his food which he too often had in front of him) to see his only son Daffwield standing there. &lt;br /&gt;"What is it?" he asked his son. &lt;br /&gt;"The dwarf miners have broken though to a tunnel." &lt;br /&gt;"So?" answered his father uncaringly, "Why bother me about it go explore it yourself " &lt;br /&gt;"Father I would not have brought it to your attention if I did not think it important." he paused,and then went on "On the tunnel walls there is writing written by the dwarves of old." &lt;br /&gt;"Well take a party of six dwarves or so and explore it. &lt;br /&gt;"Yes father." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Daffwield had selected six dwarves along with one of the dwarf miners who had found the tunnel and reported it, they started down the long underground tunnel. When they got to the new tunnel the dwarf miner whose name was Dorfin led the group. The only light came from the lanterns they carried and the ones along the tunnel walls. The dwarves rumbled along at good speed, a speed that they can keep for a long time which is surprising for their bulk. They cut comical figures jogging along with their beards and their bellies waging, for all dwarves have beards and all are of a bulky build even if they are not fat, which is unusual for it is a well know fact that most dwarves are overly fond of the food and drink. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a couple of rests along the way they came to a place in the tunnel where it was starting to look newer and Daffwield guessed that the tunnel they were going to was close. His guess proved correct, they rounded the next bend and saw a fork in the tunnel. On one side of the tunnel dwarves were digging a new tunnel and on the other side was an opening just big enough to walk through without bumping your head. Dorfin walked through with his lantern, holding it in front of him, Daffwield followed after him and the rest of the dwarves followed Daffwield. Daffwield looked down the tunnel, it ran steeply down, even with the lantern light his eyes could not penetrate the murky blackness that surrounded them for more then a few meters, this was not the usual darkness of being underground that Daffwield had been accustomed to all his life, this was more... he searched for a word, 'evil,' yes, now he thought about it the very air which was stuffy to say the least seemed to be thick with evil and magic. He looked around at the other dwarves that had accompanied him, they were huddled in a group staring down the tunnel in the direction that all the dwarves felt the evil was coming from. Then a dwarf named Binfur broke out of the group of dwarves and walked over to the wall. With his lantern held high so as he could see the writing that was on the wall, after studying the writing for some time he turned to Daffwield and said "I understand the writing, how is it that the youngest dwarf here understands the writing of the dwarves of old?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853843733384716652-331048384603438831?l=legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/feeds/331048384603438831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853843733384716652&amp;postID=331048384603438831' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/331048384603438831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/331048384603438831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/2009/02/rising-of-black-tide.html' title='The Rising of the Black Tide'/><author><name>Aussie Bush Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853843733384716652.post-1033002396949034708</id><published>2009-01-13T15:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T15:20:22.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>here is a picture of a robot Michelangelo and I built at of knex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/SW0fP6mTvUI/AAAAAAAAABY/3Gdv3xgVOjY/s1600-h/robot+head.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/SW0fP6mTvUI/AAAAAAAAABY/3Gdv3xgVOjY/s320/robot+head.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290919495518633282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/SW0fAJ5sunI/AAAAAAAAABQ/-yH94GsOTHo/s1600-h/robot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/SW0fAJ5sunI/AAAAAAAAABQ/-yH94GsOTHo/s320/robot.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290919224748587634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853843733384716652-1033002396949034708?l=legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/feeds/1033002396949034708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853843733384716652&amp;postID=1033002396949034708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/1033002396949034708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/1033002396949034708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/2009/01/here-is-picture-of-robot-michelangelo.html' title=''/><author><name>Aussie Bush Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/SW0fP6mTvUI/AAAAAAAAABY/3Gdv3xgVOjY/s72-c/robot+head.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853843733384716652.post-3595487173429062577</id><published>2009-01-10T22:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T22:44:57.535-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here are some pictures of the things my brothers and I have made out of knex &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Legolas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/SWmPHW-fRII/AAAAAAAAABI/8-5vEDWXdAk/s1600-h/k-nex+digger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/SWmPHW-fRII/AAAAAAAAABI/8-5vEDWXdAk/s320/k-nex+digger.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289916593912890498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Einstein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/SWmO8_C8hZI/AAAAAAAAABA/XPZCs_70ESI/s1600-h/k-nex+cement+mixer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/SWmO8_C8hZI/AAAAAAAAABA/XPZCs_70ESI/s320/k-nex+cement+mixer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289916415690442130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Legolas and Michelangelo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/SWmOzOzg4qI/AAAAAAAAAA4/bcuMbAT8BbM/s1600-h/k-nex+car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/SWmOzOzg4qI/AAAAAAAAAA4/bcuMbAT8BbM/s320/k-nex+car.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289916248121991842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelangelo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/SWmOopluGUI/AAAAAAAAAAw/WHj2r0JHFvY/s1600-h/k-nex+bike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/SWmOopluGUI/AAAAAAAAAAw/WHj2r0JHFvY/s320/k-nex+bike.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289916066333333826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Legolas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/SWmOc6EFOtI/AAAAAAAAAAo/4KjgQP6P25k/s1600-h/k-nex+airoplane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/SWmOc6EFOtI/AAAAAAAAAAo/4KjgQP6P25k/s320/k-nex+airoplane.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289915864597215954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853843733384716652-3595487173429062577?l=legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/feeds/3595487173429062577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853843733384716652&amp;postID=3595487173429062577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/3595487173429062577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/3595487173429062577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/2009/01/here-are-some-pictures-of-things-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Aussie Bush Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/SWmPHW-fRII/AAAAAAAAABI/8-5vEDWXdAk/s72-c/k-nex+digger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853843733384716652.post-9136994415945216891</id><published>2009-01-09T17:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T17:49:27.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here are some photos of my friends and I in our &lt;a href="http://www.rangersapprentice.com/index.htm"&gt;Rangers Apprentice&lt;/a&gt; cloaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/SWf62uBJU9I/AAAAAAAAAAg/3PQT-aCHPUg/s1600-h/rangers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/SWf62uBJU9I/AAAAAAAAAAg/3PQT-aCHPUg/s320/rangers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289472105342653394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/SWf5ROBYTWI/AAAAAAAAAAY/p4TeMyyZb2Y/s1600-h/ranger%27s+apprentice+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/SWf5ROBYTWI/AAAAAAAAAAY/p4TeMyyZb2Y/s320/ranger%27s+apprentice+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289470361586912610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853843733384716652-9136994415945216891?l=legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/feeds/9136994415945216891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853843733384716652&amp;postID=9136994415945216891' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/9136994415945216891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/9136994415945216891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/2009/01/here-are-some-photos-of-my-friends-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Aussie Bush Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lF0vzyRmZFw/SWf62uBJU9I/AAAAAAAAAAg/3PQT-aCHPUg/s72-c/rangers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853843733384716652.post-2948247561088192679</id><published>2008-09-03T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T03:55:08.361-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Australia in danger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Round Robin'/><title type='text'>Australia in danger</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;This is a story my friends and I have written over the weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Dominic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom was awoken from his sleep by noises at the back door. He sat up and looked at his 'glow in the dark' watch beside his bed, it was 1.30am. The noises at the back door stopped, Tom heard footsteps coming up the stairs, the footsteps continued past his room and stopped in front of the study.&lt;br /&gt;Tom slowly got out of his bed, silently changed his clothes, got his torch from the bottom of the cupboard and moved towards his bedroom door trying to be as quiet as possible. He opened it quietly and stepped out into the hall. He walked down the hall to the study. The door was opened&lt;br /&gt;a crack, he could just see a torch beam playing around the room.&lt;br /&gt;"The intruder must be looking for one of my Father's documents." thought Tom. "I wonder why and which one?"&lt;br /&gt;Tom decided he needed a better look at the intruder. He tried to open the door without it squeaking, but the door squeaked. Tom's heart froze for a couple of seconds; the intruder began walking towards the door, and Tom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Josiah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom quickly darted to the wall beside the door, just as the intruder opened the door to have a look for who it was. The person look this way and that but did not see Tom, who was hiding in the safety of a shadow. When the Intruder turned back to the study it left the door open so Tom had a look at what he was doing and it turned out that he was looking for something in his dad's private files which he kept locked and hidden. Now it so happened that Tom's dad was an important member of the Australian government and was the boss of a secret agent that was in charge of all the top secret doings in and out of Australia. So as you can imagine Tom's father was very wealthy and had a big home with even some employees like a butler, and a cook, and someone who Tom's dad had to look after most of his files and documents. All but the most important things, which Tom's dad looked after privately. This man was known in&lt;br /&gt;the household as "The Aide" and was the most important worker in the house as was highly respected but was not the easiest person to get along with. Noteveryone liked him including Tom because every time they happened to walk past each other the Aide always looked down on him as if he was more important. He also reminded Tom of an 1800s gentleman. Tom just hated the sight of him. But Tom was also suspicious about him too. When ever the Aide thought he was by himself Tom would hear him say things like "I wonder when Code 46 is going to give the order to put the plan into action". In fact Tom just that afternoon had overheard the Aide talking to what seemed to be himself, but as Tom looked harder he could see a small microphone and headphones that the Aide was wearing and he said something like this " Yes it's me Code 46, I know where he keeps his files, tonight, good, yes I know what to do, see you at the place am tonight anything more, OK see you there bye".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Sophie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom was so excited to hear this new! He could hardly wait! Toms mum died when he was young and so his dad had to look after tom ever since. Mrs Green the maid helped look after tom ever since he was a little baby and was like part of the family! Tom went straight to Mrs&lt;br /&gt;Green and told her of his plan! Tom was planning to see what "the Aide" was up to! Mrs Green wasn't sure of this plan. She didn't really want tom to get hurt badly. So she just warned him to be careful. It was 8pm at the moment so tom wanted to get a good nights rest and set off to bed. Before he when to sleep he put a alarm on to 2:30 and so fell asleep.The night went so fast and all of a sudden it was 2:30! Tom got dressed fast and had breakfast and then got&lt;br /&gt;his car keys and waited in his car for him. Tom noticed "the Aide" running to his car and driving away. tom followed a small distance behind him! Tom sow him slowing down and truing to the right. He went in side and tom decided to say hidden and watch thought the window, but he couldn't really hear much but three men mumbling and trading envelopes with how know what in it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Caleb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some minutes later "The Aide" came out of the building with the envelope and ran to his car and drove off. Tom followed "The Aide". He went back to Tom's house, "The Aide" went into the house, Tom followed "The Aide", he saw him put the envelope back in the filing cabinet where he got it from. Tom hid behind the door and saw "The Aide" go out of the&lt;br /&gt;house and drive off. The next morning Tom told his best friend, Johnnie all that had happened and asked Johnnie what should he do next. Johnny said,"We need to find out what's in that file, that's so important." "O.K. you had better stay here tonight so we can look at it tonight when everyone is asleep." So Johnny stayed and at midnight they snuck into the study. They found the file quickly and were just about to look in it when they were blinded by a torch light and a deep voice said, "What are you two up to?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Xavier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom pushed the man over and Tom and Johnnie ran out of the room. They ran down the stairs and out the back door . Tom and Johnnie ran to the shadow of the bushes, a man came out of the house and looked around for some minutes then went back in to the house. "Tom, I hope that wasn't your father." " I hope so too." They crept back into the house, then they saw the Aide's car going down the street. The next night Tom saw a torch go past his door, the torch was heading to the study. The Aide was holding the torch Tom saw a gun in his other hand. Tom's heart froze, the Aide was coming back towards his room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Jesse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The torch stopped outside the door then there was a creak and voices. A few minutes later there was a click like a door locking and a car starting up. Tom was so scared that he stayed awake all night. The next morning Tom could hear voices in the hall, he got up and in&lt;br /&gt;the middle of the hall was Mrs Green on the floor knocked out. His dad and the Aide were talking, there were paramedics looking over Mrs Green. Tom went to his dad and asked what happened. His dad said "I was on my way to the study when I found Mrs Green on the floor, the Aide came a few minutes later and also saw Mrs Green. He was just as puzzled as me." Tom's brain was working overtime. This meant that someone else was in the house, but who? No one but the servants have the key and know the password. Just then the Aide's mobile phone rang....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Dominic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Excuse me for a minute while I answer my phone." the Aide said. And walked away from the group into a room so he could not be heard. The paramedics were just lifting Mrs Green onto a stretcher and carrying her outside to where an ambulance was waiting. Tom walked away from the group so that he might get a chance to hear the Aide talking. He walked calmly down the hall so as not to draw attention, when he turned the corner out of sight he walked quickly&lt;br /&gt;outside to the window of the room which the Aide had gone into. Tom put his ear close to the wall&lt;br /&gt;just blow the window and tried to listen but all he could hear was a faint noise of some one talking which tom guessed was the Aide. Then the Aide started to raise his voice, "He's starting to get angry" thought Tom. He listened harder and he heard the Aide saying "We will meet at midnight outside that fountain near the park I told you about yesterday. No don't worry the 'bibs' (boys in blue) don't patrol that area so it will be nice and safe. Okay Bye." Tom walked quickly back into the house already thinking up a plan. After he and Johnnie had karate lessons this afternoon he would bring Johnnie back for a sleepover and then set his alarm clock to just before midnight. They would follow the Aide to the fountain although as the Aide had not said which park it would make it harder for them to find it by them selves. he walked over to the phone to call and see if Johnnie could came over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Josiah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You can come? Great, what time? Sounds good to me, see you in an hour. Bye". In an hour John came and the two boys thought about the situation (because as everyone knows, boys are very head-strong). In the end they decided to go to the park at eleven-thirty and see what they were going to need to deal with the mob, or it might be one man, or it might be dozens. It turned out that when Tom and John got to the park there were just three men and some body-guards. Soon the Aide came and started to discuss things in a low voice which Tom couldn't hear. They also started trading what looked like sheets of paper. "The Aide most be giving some files to that man who looks like the boss, and he's giving the Aide some false files," said Tom. After a time the boss left, and the Aide soon departed himself. By this time it was 12:30am. "There is no chance of him going back home except to put those files back, so I think it will be safe to say we can have a good nights sleep, but before we hit the hay I would like to see these false files if that's what they are". So when the Aide had put the false files back in the filing cabinet and had left, the boys went in to&lt;br /&gt;have a look. "It looks like the Aide took some files from the "Signed and Registered" cabinet and they, who ever they are, have replaced them with these". "I think the files that were here first were to be sent to the government for a go-ahead of the research on a new type of a nuclear war head to go on missiles and other weapons," said Tom. "I think I remember Dad talking about it and he said that if the research is successful, this new war head could cause up to three times the destruction of a normal nuclear weapon. So if the papers should fall into the wrong hands, the research might be put into practises by that country. That could mean a lot of danger to many nations. We have got to get those papers back, and fast!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Caleb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning the boys woke up, after they had breakfast they went to see Mrs Green in the hospital. She was so happy to see them, Tom asked her tell them what happened in the night, she said that in the night she was going to the toilet and then she can not remember what happened after that. Just then a doctor came in and said, "You boys, can you please leave we need to talk to Mrs Green", when Tom and Johnnie left the hospital Tom went back to his place and Johnnie went to his house. The next day they tried to find more about where the files were, the day nearly went and they only found out where the "The Aide" lived and Tom and Johnnie were trying to hear "the Aide" talking on his mobile phone, Johnnie heard "the Aide" saying, "Meet me at post 14, meet me at post 14" and then "the Aide" came out of his house and they hid behind the bushes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Jesse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the "Aide" had gone Johnnie asked Tom "What is post 14 and where is it?" "It is an old bomb shelter on the outskirts of Brisbane, it has an old radio station in it," Tom told him. The next day at school in the lunch break, Tom was sitting with Johnnie and he said, "I remember the "Aide" is on a one week holiday starting from today, which means that he could be anywhere by tomorrow, he could go to Brisbane and meet the guy at post 14." "By the end of the week he could have been to Brisbane and done anything!," said Johnnie. "The school term finishes tomorrow maybe we should ask if can we go to Brisbane, the butler is due for a holiday and he usually goes to Brisbane to visit his mum, he might let us go with him," said Tom, just then ding ding ding the school bell went. That night at tea Tom asked his dad could he and Johnnie go to&lt;br /&gt;Brisbane on holiday with the butler. Tom's dad said yes he could and Johnnie could come too if his parents said yes. That night Tom rang Johnnie "Hello" said Johnnie "We can go!" Tom basically yelled through the phone, "That's great because I asked my parents and they said yes" replied Johnnie equally excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Dominic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Look there's the airport," said Johnnie excitedly. For the fist time he was going to fly. Tom parked the car and they went into the airport they were right on time, so they went to a nearby seat and sat down. Of course the aeroplane was late and they had already paid for their tickets the day before. "Look at this!" said Tom who had picked up a newspaper. "N.S.W beat Queensland in football yesterday!" Johnnie picked up a copy of the newspaper and started reading. Neither of them noticed the Aide walk by and because of the newspaper infront of their faces they did not see the Aide. Tom said, "Johnnie wasn't your butler supposed to be here by now?" "He was but if he doesn't arrive soon I guess we will just have to board the plane without him." And so it happened that Tom and Johnnie were on the plane and the Butler had stil not turned up. The waitress was going up and down the aisle giving chewing gum to all the passengers. Tom asked Johnnie, "Do you think there is any chance that the Aide is on this aeroplane?" "I doubt it." replied Tom "But he might be." But Johnnie had another question, "Tom how did you know where and what Post 14 was?" "I used to live in Brisbane," said Tom. The waitress was coming down the aisle again to make sure that everyone had their seat belt's on. By now Tom and Johnnie had their seat belt's on. Johnnie was still quite excited about flying. "Look Tom the plane is starting down the runway." The plane continued on down the runway and then took off. When they had been in the air for awhile, Tom said, I'm just going to go the toilet." When Tom came back he sat down and said quietly,"You were right the Aide is on this plane."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Josiah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well that is a good thing” said Tom. “We would not have been able to get a motel without him. As the plane continued to climb John played some video-games on the PS2 which was lodged in the head rest in front of him. And Tom was looking at the screen on the head rest as well, only he was looking at other things. “Hey John did you know that at the moment we are 40,000 thousand feet in the air, traveling at 1000 kph, and outside the window the temperature is -55 and we should be landing in Brisbane in 4 hours”. “ Since when were you a mathematician? You came 20th in our maths test at school just two weeks ago!” said John. “It is all on the screen here”. Just then a flight attendant came along and said “ The Captain just asked me that he would be happy to show someone the flight deck. Would you like to come and see it boys?”.“Would we ever!” They both said at the same time. So the flight attendant led the John and Tom to a door where she typed a code into the lock and in they went in. “Hello boys” said the First Officer, “come to see what it’s like where all the action is?”. “You bet!” said Tom just as the flight attendant left them. The two boys were in the cockpit for most of the flight. In that time the first officer and the Captain showed Tom and John all the knobs, switches and computer screens and what they were all for. The two pilots, Tom, and John, soon became good friends. The thing that most interested the boys was the radios because an aeroplane has not one not two but up to ten radios for all kinds of things. John and Tom loved to hear the control tower talking&lt;br /&gt;to other aeroplanes in the air, they would hear things like “ QANTAS 239 turn left to a heading of 280” and the plane would say in reply” Turning to 280 QANTAS 239”. Then the captain said “See if you can hear QANTAS 800” “What for said the boys?” “Because that is the name of this airliner” They didn’t hear QANTAS 800, but Tom did hear Red Line Sky “THAT IS MY DADS VIP JET!!!” Tom said amazed, “is that your dads plane Tom?” said Matt (which was the nick name of the first officer) “Red line sky carries only the most important government officials all over the world” “Yes that’s my dad all right but what is he doing in a plane now, he needed to soon go and inspect a new nuclear factory that would make that new war-head”. “Ooh, John those files the Aide gave to that man, they were files for a go ahead on a nuclear war-head as well, maybe this has something to do with it!”. “Maybe, but whey has your dad been called out in the first place?”, “I don’t know unless it’s a trap of some kind. What do you think about it Nick?” (nick name of the captain) I think that by the way you guys are blowing your tops it might be a trap. But I’ll tell you what, because we’ll be starting an approach soon you will need to head back to your seats, but we will need to continue talk about all of this some place in private. I know when we land you two can go to the door that will say “Pilot’s HQ”. Show the man at the door this” Nick gave the two boys a sheet of paper with some writing on it,“he should then take you to my briefing-room, wait for us there”. With the paper in Tom’s hand they went back to their seats. After landing Tom and John told the Aide to go on ahead and that they were go to see friends, so the Aide gave them the phone number of the place that he was going, and left them. The boys then went and did what Nick said and everything went to plan. Just then Matt and Nick walked in. “Well looks like you found the place alright” said Matt “Lets talk” so Tom and John told them all that had happened. “Well if you ask me it sounds like it might be time a good time to spend that extra leave I saved up” said Nick. ”You mean your coming with us Nick!. What about you Matt?” “ I’ll come as well. I once had a job with the government so I know how&lt;br /&gt;things work which might come in handy”. “That’s great” “said Tom” but how do we find dad’s plane now I mean they might be all the way to Townsville by now”. “I don’t think so Tom. In the approach the tower was lining Red Line up as well so they will be on the ground too, but not for long, so we need to get moving!, I have my private jet in the GA parking spots I could get it&lt;br /&gt;ready go in about half an hour I don’t think Red line will be ready to go for a while”. Everyone split up and made ready for the big adventure ahead of. Them what might they see?. What might do?,This was just going through Tom and John’s mind over and over again. By the time they all met up at Nick’s jet they were all so excited they dashed into the aeroplane and had they seat belts on so fast that Matt said “ At the rate you want to go we’ll be half way to London before you can say put your seat belts on” . As they were taxing on the ground Tom saw the familiar sight of Red Line Sky”. There’s my dad’s plane! Are they taxing as well Matt?“ “Yep and right on time. We can hear where they are going when they tell the tower and we will just say the same”. By this time Nick Matt Tom and John were turning on to the runway.” Right, everyone set, lets go” Nick poured on the coals and off they went on the big adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Xavier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wait I forgot I need a new part that will be arriving tomorrow. If I do&lt;br /&gt;not have&lt;br /&gt;this part the jet might explode in the air." said Matt.&lt;br /&gt;"So will we have to go back to motel?" said Tom&lt;br /&gt;"Yes you will have to go back. We will meet back here at 12 o'clock."&lt;br /&gt;When Tom and John got back to the motel the Aide was on the phone and they&lt;br /&gt;overheard him saying, "Yes boss, I will have the documents ... Yes they&lt;br /&gt;are&lt;br /&gt;the right ones."&lt;br /&gt;Tom's heart froze! Tom and John went up to the room. Tom said to John "The&lt;br /&gt;documents! If the enemy has the documents they would be able to ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dominic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he got no further in what he was saying, the Aide started coming towards&lt;br /&gt;the door, quickly they went next&lt;br /&gt;door into their own room. Johnnie and Tom flung themselves down on their&lt;br /&gt;beds, Tom asked Johnnie shortly after,&lt;br /&gt;"What were you saying about the documents?"&lt;br /&gt;"They would be able to build their own nuclear warhead and by what I have&lt;br /&gt;heard of this warhead they could blow up things like big cities or maybe&lt;br /&gt;even whole countries!"&lt;br /&gt;"Is it really that big?" asked Johnnie.&lt;br /&gt;"From what my father has told me, yes! But because it is such a top secret&lt;br /&gt;project my father can not tell even me much."&lt;br /&gt;"So what are we going to do to stop him?" asked Johnnie.&lt;br /&gt;"Well we could sneak into his room and try to find something like a plan or&lt;br /&gt;someone's address, that might help us know what the Aide will do next. Or we&lt;br /&gt;could just wait until the Aide goes to the bomb shelter, Post 14 and follow&lt;br /&gt;him and listen into the talk, we might learn something new." said Tom.&lt;br /&gt;"Well I think we should do both," said Johnnie.&lt;br /&gt;"Before we sneak into his room we should think of an excuse in case we are&lt;br /&gt;caught." said Tom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sophie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they went into the room and started to look around to find something interesting, but all they can find was a phone number and blank pieces of papers. (but were they really blank) Johnnie picked up the papers, turned off the lights and searched the papers under a small light. It said " Were taking the stuff away and moving to Perth, the documents will be in your hands soon." Tom and Johnnie just stood there shocked. Was this a trick to get them away from here or the real deal? tom and Johnnie took the phone number and got out of the room before anyone caught them. They both walked towards the phone and dialed the number. A man answered saying " Hi, this is Vermens Office how can i help you? "tom and Johnnie pretended to be the Aide saying " yes i have appointment, just checking what time it was." Then all of a sudden an old lady fell and tom and Johnnie went to help her, just as they were doing that the aide (who was watching and listening to them the whole time) snuck took the papers and want away. Tom turned around, and saw the aide running away with the important papers. Tom quickly ran after him, but by the time he made it to the car park the aide was gone! What were they going to do now and how are they going to find out where they are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caleb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnnie and Tom looked at each other, and wondered what to do next. Suddenly they both yelled, " Post 14!"&lt;br /&gt;They quickly got a taxi and asked to be taken to 235 Logan Rd - which was about 2 blocks from Post 14.&lt;br /&gt;Johnnie asked Tom, "How do we get into Post 14?"&lt;br /&gt;Tom said, "Follow me"&lt;br /&gt;They snuck along the two blocks and when they got close Tom put his fingers to his lips and said SHHH! and then with his hand signaled to crawl along the ground after him. Johnnie followed. Suddenly Tom disappeared from Johnnie's sight. Johnnie started to panic, until he saw the hole in the ground in front of him. Looking down he saw a staircase leading underground with Tom at the bottom with his torch, he followed Tom down the steps and saw that they were in a large underground cavernous room with boxes everywhere. "No-one else is here yet," said Tom.&lt;br /&gt;"Good then we have time to look around and find a good hiding spot" explained Johnnie&lt;br /&gt;They looked around and decided to hide behind a stack of boxes close to the doorway for a quick escape.&lt;br /&gt;Just then they heard voices approaching, "quick duck down!" said Tom, They were just in time as they heard the Aide's voice say....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="753343503-30102008"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="753343503-30102008"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="753343503-30102008"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,255);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="753343503-30102008"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,255);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dominic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="753343503-30102008"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="753343503-30102008"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;“Well, here it is” said a voice that Tom guessed to be the Aides. Tom and Johnny saw the Aide and a large man dressed in a black leather jacket walk down the stairs. The Aide and the man looked around the room. &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;“Do you think it is enough?” asked the Aide. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;“It’ll do.” The man replied. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;“Remember,” said the Aide, “take all this tonight and plant it within this month and do it so it will be able to be kept hidden for a year. It would be no good if someone finds it or if water gets into it.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;“I do my job properly if the pays good. Where’s me money?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;“You get half now, half when the job is done.” said the aide taking out a rather fat wallet from his pocket and pulling out a wad of notes. The man took them greedily, counted them and then stuffed them in his pocket. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;“Now will that ensure a good job Mr Richman?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;“Yes the job will be done good.” replied Mr Richman.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;“Right if that’s finished then I’ll see you after the job for the rest of my money.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;Tom and Johnny heard Mr Richman’s car drive away, then they heard the Aide say to himself, “I must see if the missile chip is ready,” then the aide walked off. Tom and Johnny then heard the Aide’s car drive off. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;“I wonder what the missile chip is?” said Tom thoughtfully. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;“I’m more interested on what’s in those boxes” Said Johnny “look here’s a hole in this box… I will get a sample of it.” So he scooped up some of the powder and put it in his hanky and wrapped it up. “Now we better go!” said Johnny as he put the hanky in his pocket.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;When they got back to the motel Johnny asked Tom “Did you bring your science kit?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;“Yeah, it’s in my bag.” replied Tom. Johnny searched in Tom’s bag until he found the science kit, then he set it up on the table. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;After a while Johnny yelled triumphantly, “I know what it is! It’s gun powder!” exclaimed Johnny excitedly. “Wherever that guy is going to plant all those boxes will go sky high if they set them off. So now the big question is… Where is he taking them?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;Just then they heard someone coming up the hall outside, they heard the Aide’s door open and close they heard his voice… but it was muffled! So they could not hear what he said. Tom looking up saw an air grate in the wall that went in to the Aide’s room. They moved closer to the grate and could hear the Aide’s words clearer. They didn’t hear anyone else talking so figured that he was on his phone. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;They heard him say “Yes boss I’ve arranged for those boxes to be planted in the drain pipes under &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Sydney&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Harbour&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Bridge&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. The next batch I will plant here in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Brisbane&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;. That will show the authorities that we mean business! When the time comes for the Nuke they’ll be so scared that they’ll dump the Prime Minister at the elections and you’ll be a shoe in for next PM when you’re the one that leads the rescue missions and disarm the bomb. I won’t have to blow up one of the cities with the nuclear warhead, but if we time it right I’ll still get the money as well.” “How is the work going on the war head? It should not be finished till the end of this year! How have you been able to have it finished in three months? The top most people in the country huh, I take it then that you have already installed the anti air defence missile chip? Good have you got this pest’s Father? Yes, okay, well I’ve got them going to &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Perth&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; on a false lead. Okay &lt;a name="Sayonara!"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Sayonara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;”. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;The Aide flipped the lid on his mobile and then Tom and Johnny heard the door open and shut again. They looked at each other with horror and fear on their faces, could the Aide and his boss really be such cold killers as to kill all those innocent people? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;“Tom he has your father,” said Johnny&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;“I know” answered Tom “But how do we find where he is being held?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;Tom and Johnny sat down on their beds after thinking about the things they had just heard. “Tom, what does &lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Sayonara&lt;/span&gt; mean?” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;“I think it’s Japanese for goodbye.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;“Tom, is the Aide Japanese?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;“No I don’t think so.” replied Tom, still thinking about how to rescue his father.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;“That means that the person the Aide was talking to was probably Japanese.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;“So?” said Tom. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;“That means that the Japanese may be trying to take control of the Australian government.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;“How do you figure that Johnny?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;“Well we heard the Aide saying something about his boss becoming Prime Minister and I think he’s Japanese.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;“Well we don’t know that for sure.” Said Tom&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;“If the rest of my theory is right then he is. I think now with the nuke &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Australia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; is building it is taking the whole approval of the Australian government, because of all the money that goes in to it and also because it takes a lot of experienced scientists. So where would this guy, the Aide was talking to, get both the money and the scientists? He might be able to get the money but not the scientists. He needs a whole country, so why not his home country”.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;“Why would his own country be interested in getting him the job of Prime Minster?” said Tom interrupting.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;“He probably would have offered them something like, when he’s PM he would help get more and more Japanese into high places in the Australian government and after a while they would be able to sell off Australia and give more and more business to their own country.” &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;“That’s a long stretch Johnny, from the one word ‘&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Sayonara’!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Josiah &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="753343503-30102008"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="753343503-30102008"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="753343503-30102008"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" face="arial"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;"Gee wiz Tom, this sounds worse every minute! If I could get my hands on that boss I would... " "We’ve got no time for that John, we need to find out more. The first thing we should think about is how to get dad out of whatever the Aide has him in. Likely the bad guys will question him to get even more info, so we need to do this ASAP."&lt;br /&gt;"Well where do we start Tom?"&lt;br /&gt;" We can start by getting on to Mr Richman. He looked like a fat lazy lug, I think we can deal with him OK."&lt;br /&gt;So Tom and John went back to Post14 and when Richman came in Tom yelled&lt;br /&gt;"NOW!". They jumped on him and tied him up.&lt;br /&gt;"Alright Mr Richman what do you know about this gang you are working for?"&lt;br /&gt;"All I know is that you are a pair of loonies and I am not going to say anything" "Hmmmmm not talking, we will see about that when we get you to the police. There is another exit over there, let’s drag him up that way".&lt;br /&gt;About an hour later Tom and John delivered the man to the police station and after the pair had explained what they knew and that Tom was the son of the Australian government secret agent the police took Mr Richman in for questioning. It took five hours but when Richman and the police officer came out of the questioning room the results were very surprising, so much if fact that the boss at the police station sent two squads of men to go and guard Post14 and the dangerous goods inside, and to capture anyone who would try to get inside. All this was done with top most secretes so as not to scare members of the gang away.&lt;br /&gt;" But what about my dad the bad guys could get a lot of important information from him or even worse. Did that guy Richman say anything?"&lt;br /&gt;said Tom.&lt;br /&gt;" No he did’nt but we have some cules to wheir he might be, your suspicion about the leader being Japanese is correct and his name is Shenu Ove, the gang members are criminals and murders from all over the world. They base is in Miami, but they meet up in other places from Norway to Korea. They were offering this man 150 thousand US dollars to plant dynamite and other substances under the Brisbane and Sydney, and when that was done Shenu Ove could call the government and demand freedom and money otherwise he would explode the explosives which would kill thousands of people".&lt;br /&gt;By this time Tom and John’s mouths had dropped, and when they got back to the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;"Wow this is bigger then a James Bond movie and we’re fair smack in the middle of it" said John.&lt;br /&gt;" And how are we going to act on this Tom", " I don’t know, we need to get to dad but how is the big question at the moment".&lt;br /&gt;Just then the Aide came in and said "Right boys we’re off to Perth for a few days pack your bags we go tomorrow".&lt;br /&gt;The next day when the Aide Tom and John were at the airport waiting to board the plane, a man came running to the Aide and took him aside and whispered something to him that stunned the Aide and then put a very serious look on his face.&lt;br /&gt;" What was that all about?" asked John when the Aide had finished talking, " He just said that there was an important man to see me when we get to Perth".&lt;br /&gt;On the plane John and Tom talked about what happened at the airport.&lt;br /&gt;"That man might have told the Aide that Mr Richman was in prison which now means that Brisbane is safe for now but if they explode the explosives under Sydney Harbour Bridge that would be even worse! But I don’t think he was fibbing about the important man, likely he is an ambassador or something like that, but it wouldn’t hurt to have a sneak-peak at what they’re talking about ".&lt;br /&gt;After arriving at Perth the Aide took them to their room and said that he was going to his room to see about this important man. The Aide’s room was just next door and there wasn’t any trouble into being able to hear what the Aide was saying.&lt;br /&gt;" Welcome Shenu Ove" said the Aide,&lt;br /&gt;" Not at all James" (which is the Aide’s name) Tom and John noticed a very distinct Japanese accent, "Now look here" said Shenu, "a little bird told me that the dynamite that was going into Brisbane’s Post 14 was stopped by two boys, who then put Richman one of our best men in prison and I have no doubt that he was questioned and that the police and the military know too much about my plan against Australia. If you weren’t so clumsy as you are I might have become PM by now have control over the government and the Mint".&lt;br /&gt;Tom and John backed off into their room.&lt;br /&gt;" Boy oh boy, are we in for it" Tom said " Well maybe not Tom because if we have stopped the gang from puting the stuff under Brisbane then someone could get rid of it under Sydney then this band of crooks would’nt have anything to cover them with which means the police could capture them without any risk. "&lt;br /&gt;" That’s true John but what makes me so uneven is that phone call the Aide had back in Brisbane about bring us here maybe they intend to capture us just like m...." But just then three big men jumped onto them tired them up and gave them a sleeping drug.&lt;br /&gt;" Good work now go and put them in the in the place".&lt;br /&gt;When Tom woke up in was dark around him " John, John wake up", " Where is this place? We were asleep when they brought us here"&lt;br /&gt;said John when he woke up " This must be cellar or something, gosh it’s dark down here".&lt;br /&gt;Just then there was another sound that came from the other side of the room " Who are you"&lt;br /&gt;the other voice said "DAD!" Tom almost yelled " What are you doing here"&lt;br /&gt;Tom said "I might as well say the same Tom what are you doing here"&lt;br /&gt;said Tom’s dad. After a happy reuniting Tom and John told all of had happened. " Well I’ll be dashed! All these years I had a traitor working for me", " But dad did they question you? When I found out that they had you prisoner that is what I feared most"&lt;br /&gt;"No they did’nt Tom thank goodness but we need to get out now! Who knows what they might do to us"&lt;br /&gt;" Do you know anything about the gang Mr Foster?"&lt;br /&gt;said John " No I don’t know anything except that they are all rag-bags and that we need to get out of here! I have been working on a hole that I think should lead up on to the beach because if you did’nt notice this is a beach-side apartment so we should be up and out then we will got down to the airport and charter a plane to fly to Rottenest Island which is just off the coast, from there we can rest and work out a plan, that is my plan I don’nt know if half of it will work but it is the best we can do so lets get to work".&lt;br /&gt;So after two hours of hard work they came to the sandy beach " Right lets go"&lt;br /&gt;and up and out they went onto the sunny beach. They went along the beach for a little bit then they turned on to the road and caught a taxi to the airport.&lt;br /&gt;After landing at Rottenest island the three went to get accommodation.&lt;br /&gt;"Right boys I think what we need to do is to hit this gang head on so you know what that means don’nt you"&lt;br /&gt;"You bet"&lt;br /&gt;said the boys crackling they knuckles.&lt;br /&gt;Next day Tom John and Mr Foster got on a plane and went back to Tom’s home " I need to get a few things I’ll be right back".&lt;br /&gt;A few minutes later Tom’s dad came back with a metal briefcase. " What’s in the briefcase dad"&lt;br /&gt;Tom asked " A pistol, never thought I would need it but in times like this it’s good to have one"&lt;br /&gt;Were are we going now dad?" " Back to Perth to get hold of the gang".&lt;br /&gt;Back in Perth they made they way up the stair case leading to the Aide’s room once they were there Tom’s dad kicked in the door and rased his gun.&lt;br /&gt;" Got you red handed, a traitor"&lt;br /&gt;said Mr Foster to Shenu Ove " Now come quitely or in chains"&lt;br /&gt;they went down to the waiting police car. " Right lets go and see if there are any more, you two stay here I’ll go by my self I’ll be back in 15 minutes or so"&lt;br /&gt;so up he went but after 15 minutes he did’nt come back they waited another five minutes but still he did’nt come down ". Something’s wrong I know it, I am going up! Are you coming with me John?"&lt;br /&gt;" Dumb question"&lt;br /&gt;was John’s answer John. " Right lets go!"&lt;br /&gt;once they were in the Aide’s room there was nothing there "lets keep looking".&lt;br /&gt;A few doors down they found Mr Foster unconscious " Dad, dad what happened"&lt;br /&gt;" Tom he is out cold! We need to get him down stairs"&lt;br /&gt;" Once I get my hands on the guy who did this he is going to cop it! lets go John"&lt;br /&gt;" But Tom don’t you get it they’ve escaped they knocked your dad and they’ve LOOK there they go quick lets get in the police car officer quick need to run down those two cars!".&lt;br /&gt;On the chase the police officer called for back-up, soon they was another six police cars and a helicopter trying to stop the run-away cars " This is the chase of a live time boys but we’ll get them yet we’ve got some spikes up ahead lets just hope they don’t take out other cars, I mean ripping though the state capital at 110kph risking they owe live doing this, alright here come the spikes"&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly the two run-away cars stop and police officers caught the six men trying to get away but the officers had them covered, but one got away, quickly Tom and John ran after him they soon caught up to him and tripped him with a stick " Alright who are you you ra...... John I think we have caught the Aide once and for all".&lt;br /&gt;After that all the explosives were found and taken away, the gang of theorists were put in prison.&lt;br /&gt;One day when Tom and John were visited by the Prime Minister " You have saved the government and thousands of lives. Australia is and always will be in debt to you two"&lt;br /&gt;"Well Mr Prime Minister we have had the adventure of a life time and are very proud of what we have done, but it is nice that Australia is once again safe".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853843733384716652-2948247561088192679?l=legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/feeds/2948247561088192679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853843733384716652&amp;postID=2948247561088192679' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/2948247561088192679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853843733384716652/posts/default/2948247561088192679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolasofthewoodlemrealm.blogspot.com/2008/09/round-robin.html' title='Australia in danger'/><author><name>Aussie Bush Kids</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
