<?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-20756923</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:32:13.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DuckandRun</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>PITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874395798950349029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20756923.post-6631761041643734974</id><published>2007-12-03T17:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T17:35:25.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH YEAH!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.lets101.com/quizzes/sex_appeal" style="color: rgb(153, 204, 0); background:url(http://www.lets101.com/images/quiz/sex_appeal_m.jpg) no-repeat scroll 0%;  font-family:Arial, helvetica, sans-serif;  font-size:30px;text-decoration:none; display:block; width:300px; height:400px;  padding:0;margin:0; line-height:32px;  border:1px solid transparent; text-align:center;"&gt;  &lt;div style="'padding-left:5px;padding-top:285px;width:280px;"&gt;My sex appeal is 8.3 out of 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'font-size:20px;"&gt;Ladies beware!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lets101 Quizzes - &lt;a href="http://www.lets101.com/blog/quizzes"&gt;Blog Quizzes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20756923-6631761041643734974?l=ducknrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/feeds/6631761041643734974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20756923&amp;postID=6631761041643734974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/6631761041643734974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/6631761041643734974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/2007/12/oh-yeah.html' title='OH YEAH!!!!'/><author><name>PITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874395798950349029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20756923.post-3340060946520536641</id><published>2007-11-19T11:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T11:44:35.619-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHO?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Power Bird is an Owl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourpowerbirdquiz/owl.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are beyond wise. You are so smart, you're almost prophetic.&lt;br /&gt;Your inner voice always speaks the truth, and you take the time to listen to it.&lt;br /&gt;You are good at seeing who people are... including the darkness of others.&lt;br /&gt;As a result, you tend to have a rather dark - yet realistic - outlook on life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpowerbirdquiz/"&gt;What's Your Power Bird?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20756923-3340060946520536641?l=ducknrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/feeds/3340060946520536641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20756923&amp;postID=3340060946520536641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/3340060946520536641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/3340060946520536641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/2007/11/who.html' title='WHO?'/><author><name>PITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874395798950349029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20756923.post-2365306297947712167</id><published>2007-11-17T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T20:38:12.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To PITA or not to PITA</title><content type='html'>Whoever said that hiding under a rock was an insult had no idea of what was under there.  Split level with 3,2 and 2 and central air.  Was it any wonder why I have'nt been around lately? Anyway I had the pleasure of peeking out from under it and found a schroom.  It was nice to speak with her once again and delve into some pretty nifty philosophical metafores.  Full bodied and less filling never looked so good eh schroom?  Well the doctor set me up for yet another zipper job in December.  This time a gall bladder....I can't wait to see it removed, get a picture of it embossed on a T shirt with the phrase "Call Me Stoney" over the picture.  :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Wow The Red Sox won again.  I was wondering why everyone looked at me funny during one of the games.  Could have been the Minnesota Vikings Jersey I had on, holding a hockey stick and yelling "Where's the Ice!!??"  All in all, they did a good job and they deserved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to vote for Pat Paulsen for President.  I cannot understand when is the Democratic Party going to put in a viable candidate.  None of who they have has what it takes to get my vote.  You put all of their ideas together and they still don't have a platform to stand on.  Well if you can accept "We are loosing the War!!"  as a good excuse.  The Dem Nat'l Commitee could learn a thing or two from Charles Barkley.  His platform was pretty simple and easy to understand.  "LET'S EAT!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's about time I put in another ad for the Duck and Run Store. Turkey day is just around the corner and I know a few people of the female persuassion that have no idea how to Stuff a Turkey  :P  Dad always did the stuffing at our house when he was alive.  Always wondered why he had a smile on his face when he did it.  In my next post I will conduct a class ladies on how to do it without getting slapped...It's all in the hands...:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking notes Schroom?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20756923-2365306297947712167?l=ducknrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/feeds/2365306297947712167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20756923&amp;postID=2365306297947712167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/2365306297947712167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/2365306297947712167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/2007/11/to-pita-or-not-to-pita.html' title='To PITA or not to PITA'/><author><name>PITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874395798950349029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20756923.post-8949725886395485846</id><published>2007-07-28T21:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T21:27:24.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So I have my own arguments. At least I win each one.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bluewolf.mypersonality.info" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img src="http://badges.mypersonality.info/badge/0/0/7662.png" alt="Click to view my Personality Profile page" 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/20756923-8949725886395485846?l=ducknrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/feeds/8949725886395485846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20756923&amp;postID=8949725886395485846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/8949725886395485846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/8949725886395485846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/2007/07/so-i-have-my-own-arguments-at-least-i.html' title='So I have my own arguments. At least I win each one.'/><author><name>PITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874395798950349029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20756923.post-2871503340307252761</id><published>2007-07-28T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T21:08:53.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I told you I was good with my hands...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bluewolf.mypersonality.info" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img src="http://badges.mypersonality.info/badge/0/0/7653.png" alt="Click to view my Personality Profile page" 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/20756923-2871503340307252761?l=ducknrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/feeds/2871503340307252761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20756923&amp;postID=2871503340307252761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/2871503340307252761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/2871503340307252761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-told-you-i-was-good-with-my-hands.html' title='I told you I was good with my hands...'/><author><name>PITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874395798950349029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20756923.post-8943345868609672492</id><published>2007-07-22T08:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T08:19:56.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Too much Beauty Sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vzwrYY-EOlo/RqN1CPqVl1I/AAAAAAAAAAU/HkOsqWMhZt8/s1600-h/My+better+side.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vzwrYY-EOlo/RqN1CPqVl1I/AAAAAAAAAAU/HkOsqWMhZt8/s400/My+better+side.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090040685283088210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW!!!  I slept too much. I woke up and looked in the mirror and well, you see the result. Hey Schroom, is this what you get from having too much beauty sleep ??? :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20756923-8943345868609672492?l=ducknrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/feeds/8943345868609672492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20756923&amp;postID=8943345868609672492' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/8943345868609672492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/8943345868609672492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/2007/07/too-much-beauty-sleep.html' title='Too much Beauty Sleep'/><author><name>PITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874395798950349029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vzwrYY-EOlo/RqN1CPqVl1I/AAAAAAAAAAU/HkOsqWMhZt8/s72-c/My+better+side.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20756923.post-3776175898966228292</id><published>2007-06-04T10:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T10:35:45.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is Chocolate without NUTS!! &gt;:p</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are Dark Chocolate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofchocolateareyouquiz/dark-chocolate.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You live your life with intensity, always going full force.&lt;br /&gt;You push yourself (and others) to the limit... you want more than you can handle.&lt;br /&gt;An extreme person, you challenge and inspire the world!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofchocolateareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Chocolate Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20756923-3776175898966228292?l=ducknrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/feeds/3776175898966228292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20756923&amp;postID=3776175898966228292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/3776175898966228292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/3776175898966228292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/2007/06/what-is-chocolate-without-nuts-p.html' title='What is Chocolate without NUTS!! &gt;:p'/><author><name>PITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874395798950349029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20756923.post-3410247088744356634</id><published>2007-06-04T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T10:29:01.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Autographs Free of Charge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="testResultInfo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;h1&gt;Your Score: &lt;span&gt;John Wayne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;h2&gt;You scored 42% Tough, 14% Roguish, 23% Friendly,  and 19% Charming!&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;div id="testResultInfoImg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/users/850/490/8504912322575776397/mt1124722696.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      You, my friend, are a man's man, the original true grit, one tough talking, swaggering son of a bitch. You're not a bad guy, on the contrary, you're the ultimate good guy, but you're one tough character, rough and tumble, ready for anything. You call the shots and go your own way, and if some screwy dame is willing to accept your terms, that's just fine by you. Otherwise, you'll just hit the open trail and stay true to yourself. You stand up for what you believe and can handle any situation, usually by rushing into the thick of the action. You're not polished and you're not overly warm, but you're a straight shooter and a real stand up guy. Co-stars include Lauren Bacall and Maureen O'Hara, tough broads who can take care of themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find out what kind of classic dame you'd make by taking the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=4621123663119520922"&gt;Classic Dames Test&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href="'http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid="8651547809586515731'"&gt;The Classic Leading Man Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="'http://www.okcupid.com/profile?u="gidgetgoes'"&gt;gidgetgoes&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="'http://www.okcupid.com'"&gt;OkCupid&lt;/a&gt;, home of the &lt;a href="'http://www.okcupid.com/online.dating.persona.test'"&gt;The Dating Persona Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20756923-3410247088744356634?l=ducknrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/feeds/3410247088744356634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20756923&amp;postID=3410247088744356634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/3410247088744356634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/3410247088744356634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/2007/06/autographs-free-of-charge.html' title='Autographs Free of Charge'/><author><name>PITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874395798950349029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20756923.post-869342290408928177</id><published>2007-06-03T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T10:33:29.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Noble in the heart and regal as I can get....</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#DDDDDD;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Power Bird is an Eagle&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourpowerbirdquiz/eagle.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are spiritual and able to soar to great heights.&lt;br /&gt;You are a true inspiration, and many people look to you for guidance.&lt;br /&gt;And you are quite demanding in relationships... but you're worth it.&lt;br /&gt;People know that you will become even greater than you imagine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpowerbirdquiz/"&gt;What's Your Power Bird?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20756923-869342290408928177?l=ducknrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/feeds/869342290408928177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20756923&amp;postID=869342290408928177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/869342290408928177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/869342290408928177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/2007/06/noble-in-heart-and-regal-as-i-can-get.html' title='Noble in the heart and regal as I can get....'/><author><name>PITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874395798950349029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20756923.post-9098534706240610272</id><published>2007-04-21T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T13:04:35.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ARRRRGH!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border: 1px solid rgb(51, 34, 0); margin: 25px 0pt 25px -200px; padding: 0pt 10px; position: relative; background-color: rgb(201, 179, 144); width: 400px; text-align: center; font-family: serif; left: 50%; color: rgb(51, 34, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   My pirate name is:&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 32px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Iron Tom Vane    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.piratequiz.com/flag.gif" style="top: 5px; position: relative; display: block; width: 100px; background-color: rgb(51, 34, 0);" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="left: 110px; top: -60px; width: 290px; position: relative; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   A pirate's life isn't easy; it takes a tough person. That's okay with you, though, since you a tough person. You tend to blend into the background occaisionally, but that's okay, because it's much easier to sneak up on people and disembowel them that way.    Arr!&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.piratequiz.com/" style="position: absolute; width: 100%; left: 0px; bottom: 20px; color: rgb(248, 238, 204);"&gt;Get your own pirate name from piratequiz.com.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part of the fidius.org network&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/20756923-9098534706240610272?l=ducknrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/feeds/9098534706240610272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20756923&amp;postID=9098534706240610272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/9098534706240610272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/9098534706240610272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/2007/04/arrrrgh.html' title='ARRRRGH!!!!!!'/><author><name>PITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874395798950349029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20756923.post-8302325985980297072</id><published>2007-04-15T07:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T07:13:23.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OK Where is my Starship?</title><content type='html'>Your results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Wash (Ship Pilot)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Wash (Ship Pilot)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" size="4" width="95"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 95%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Malcolm Reynolds (Captain)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" size="4" width="90"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 90%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Kaylee Frye (Ship Mechanic)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" size="4" width="85"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 85%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Zoe Washburne (Second-in-command)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" size="4" width="85"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 85%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Inara Serra (Companion)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" size="4" width="75"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 75%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Dr. Simon Tam (Ship Medic)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" size="4" width="50"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 50%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Jayne Cobb (Mercenary)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" size="4" width="45"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 45%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;River (Stowaway)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" size="4" width="45"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 45%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Derrial Book (Shepherd)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" size="4" width="35"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 35%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Alliance&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" size="4" width="35"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 35%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;A Reaver (Cannibal)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" size="4" width="30"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 30%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;You are a pilot with a good&lt;br /&gt;if not silly sense of humor.&lt;br /&gt;You take pride in your collection of toys.&lt;br /&gt;You love your significant other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.seabreezecomputers.com/serenity/pics/wash.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.seabreezecomputers.com/serenity"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click here to take the Serenity Personality Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20756923-8302325985980297072?l=ducknrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/feeds/8302325985980297072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20756923&amp;postID=8302325985980297072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/8302325985980297072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/8302325985980297072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/2007/04/ok-where-is-my-starship.html' title='OK Where is my Starship?'/><author><name>PITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874395798950349029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20756923.post-117604188403300755</id><published>2007-04-08T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T07:18:30.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweeeeeeeeeeet!</title><content type='html'>Next!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;form action="http://www.memegen.net/viewmeme.pl" method="post"&gt;&lt;table style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 10pt; width: 500px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background-color: rgb(31, 135, 178); color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Your love is... by ChibiMarronchan&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; padding: 2px; background-color: rgb(79, 167, 210); color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Your name is...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; padding: 2px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;input name="Your name is..." value="Blue" type="text"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; padding: 2px; background-color: rgb(79, 167, 210); color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Your kiss is...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; padding: 2px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;erotic&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; padding: 2px; background-color: rgb(79, 167, 210); color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Your hugs are...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; padding: 2px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;to die for&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; padding: 2px; background-color: rgb(79, 167, 210); color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Your eyes...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; padding: 2px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;light up a day&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; padding: 2px; background-color: rgb(79, 167, 210); color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Your touch is...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; padding: 2px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;awakening my heart&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; padding: 2px; background-color: rgb(79, 167, 210); color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Your smell is...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; padding: 2px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;refreshing&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; padding: 2px; background-color: rgb(79, 167, 210); color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Your smile is...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; padding: 2px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;amazing&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; padding: 2px; background-color: rgb(79, 167, 210); color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Your love is...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; padding: 2px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;eternal&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="padding: 4px; background-color: rgb(31, 135, 178); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;input value="Fill out your answers and try it on Memegen.net!" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;input name="meme" value="1074662660" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20756923-117604188403300755?l=ducknrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/feeds/117604188403300755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20756923&amp;postID=117604188403300755' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/117604188403300755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/117604188403300755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/2007/04/sweeeeeeeeeeet.html' title='Sweeeeeeeeeeet!'/><author><name>PITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874395798950349029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20756923.post-117553418793109354</id><published>2007-04-02T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T10:16:27.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wonder</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEE9E9;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/heart.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when your partner is patient and never willing to give up on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are stylish and alluring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is 100%. You are not suited for a monogamous relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as something you thirst for. You'll do anything for love, but you won't fall for it easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/"&gt;What Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20756923-117553418793109354?l=ducknrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/feeds/117553418793109354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20756923&amp;postID=117553418793109354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/117553418793109354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/117553418793109354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-wonder.html' title='I wonder'/><author><name>PITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874395798950349029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20756923.post-117553379910531882</id><published>2007-04-02T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T10:10:48.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is too spooky....</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Life Path Number is 6&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatisyourlifepathnumberquiz/path.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your purpose in life is to help others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very compassionate, and you offer comfort to those around you.&lt;br /&gt;It pains you to see other people hurting, and you do all in your power to help them.&lt;br /&gt;You take on responsibility, and don't mind personal sacrifice. You are the ultimate giver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you offer warmth and protection to your partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You often give too much of yourself, and you rarely put your own needs first.&lt;br /&gt;Emotions tend to rule your decisions too much, especially when it comes to love.&lt;br /&gt;And while taking care of people is great, make sure to give them room to grow on their&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20756923-117553379910531882?l=ducknrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/feeds/117553379910531882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20756923&amp;postID=117553379910531882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/117553379910531882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/117553379910531882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/2007/04/this-is-too-spooky.html' title='This is too spooky....'/><author><name>PITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874395798950349029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20756923.post-117538042022968298</id><published>2007-03-31T16:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T16:33:40.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Big</title><content type='html'>See "The Snug Fit"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20756923-117538042022968298?l=ducknrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/feeds/117538042022968298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20756923&amp;postID=117538042022968298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/117538042022968298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/117538042022968298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/2007/03/mr-big.html' title='Mr. Big'/><author><name>PITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874395798950349029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20756923.post-117445122465986764</id><published>2007-03-20T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T22:27:04.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I good or what!!??</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Dreaming Soul&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofsoulareyouquiz/dreaming-soul.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your vivid emotions and imagination takes you away from this world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much so that you tend to live in your head most of the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have great dreams and ambitions that could be the envy of all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for you, following through with your dreams is a bit difficult&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are charming, endearing, and people tend to love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgiving and tolerant, you see the world through rose colored glasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underneath it all, you have a ton of passion that you hide from others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always hopeful, you tend to expect positive outcomes in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Souls you are most compatible with: Newborn Soul, Prophet Soul, and Traveler Soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofsoulareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Soul Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20756923-117445122465986764?l=ducknrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/feeds/117445122465986764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20756923&amp;postID=117445122465986764' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/117445122465986764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/117445122465986764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/2007/03/am-i-good-or-what.html' title='Am I good or what!!??'/><author><name>PITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874395798950349029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20756923.post-117328754280905681</id><published>2007-03-07T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T09:12:22.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make way mmmmmmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/dragon/0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are The Fool&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The Fool is the card of infinite possibilities. The bag on the staff indicates that he has all he need to do or be anything he wants, he has only to stop and unpack. He is on his way to a brand new beginning. But the card carries a little bark of warning as well. Stop daydreaming and fantasising and watch your step, lest you fall and end up looking the fool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot" target="_blank"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20756923-117328754280905681?l=ducknrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/feeds/117328754280905681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20756923&amp;postID=117328754280905681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/117328754280905681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/117328754280905681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/2007/03/make-way-mmmmmmm.html' title='Make way mmmmmmm'/><author><name>PITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874395798950349029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20756923.post-117311326776427202</id><published>2007-03-05T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T08:47:47.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Vestal Virgin</title><content type='html'>See "The Snug Fit"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20756923-117311326776427202?l=ducknrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/feeds/117311326776427202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20756923&amp;postID=117311326776427202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/117311326776427202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/117311326776427202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/2007/03/vestal-virgin.html' title='The Vestal Virgin'/><author><name>PITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874395798950349029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20756923.post-117250546901929278</id><published>2007-02-26T07:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T07:58:38.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bookstores</title><content type='html'>Hooboy!! and I thought I was one fry short of a Happy Meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I am attempting to build another RP channel along with the one I have, I needed to go to a bookstore to find information for what I need.  Went to a Barnes and Noble and a B`Dalton.  To the first one I go where I was greeted by a rather unusual clerk who looked like he put his hair piece on in reverse.  I never seen a part like that before on a head of hair.  Well it did come close to looking like a horses $^%$%^$^%.  The hard part was trying to keep a straight face listening to him talk.  He reminded me of Froggy from the Our Gang series.  After about 15 minutes of thoughtful but hillarious conversation. They didn't have what I needed.   Onto the other where I was met by a clerk that had all the makings of being a binding short of a comic book.  Where do they find these people? LOL  Needless to say, they too didn't have what I searched for.  So when all else fails, I went to the old reliable.  A comic book store.  Hey at least the clerk was knowledgeable in what I was seeking.   After being in there for 2 hours, I came out with a box full of stuff, completely content in the knowledge that if you want laughs, go to a bookstore for entertainment and go to a comicbook store to expand your horizons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dare not tell you the kind of people one can run into in a restroom....:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20756923-117250546901929278?l=ducknrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/feeds/117250546901929278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20756923&amp;postID=117250546901929278' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/117250546901929278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/117250546901929278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/2007/02/bookstores.html' title='Bookstores'/><author><name>PITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874395798950349029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20756923.post-117181876736817151</id><published>2007-02-18T09:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T09:12:47.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Snug Fit !!!</title><content type='html'>Self Explanatory&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20756923-117181876736817151?l=ducknrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/feeds/117181876736817151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20756923&amp;postID=117181876736817151' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/117181876736817151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/117181876736817151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/2007/02/snug-fit.html' title='The Snug Fit !!!'/><author><name>PITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874395798950349029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20756923.post-117180982878102865</id><published>2007-02-18T06:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T06:47:18.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Hairy Ride</title><content type='html'>Hair!!!!&lt;br /&gt;What a novel idea.  And the almighty said, "Let there be man!"  and it was good...&lt;br /&gt;Well that was the idea. One problem, the dude was bald.. Poor boy's thoughts just kept sliding off his head with nothing to hang onto.  No wonder the woman was able to hang an apple in front of him and say.."Here chew on this.."  Lemme tell you everything went downhill in the garden after that.   Now, if he gave that dude some hair and left the woman bald things may have been way different.  The garden would have been quite a hairy ride from that point on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been the quintessential search by present day man to find that elussive hair piece.  Everything from joining Rug Clubs to using cat hair and super glue.  But no matter how hard we try, we still find it sliding off our heads and hanging on by our chins. Makes you wonder if man's head was put on upside down.  Look at where it is always growing!!!   Things can be tough for hairless man in a womans world, and when it comes to hair, women have cornered the market on it.  Big hair, short hair, curly hair, straight hair, schroom hair (j/k).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you think that women would be happy to have hair!??? Not on your Telly Savalas life!!  They are always trying to change it to suit their moods.  Blue, Red, Purple, Plaid?  Cut it, curl it, "shave it?" press it, braid it. Who can say what is in a woman's mind.  Another subject to delve into later with a pint of JD no.7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some women like a bald headed man with a hairy body.  Nothing like being hugged by a live rug. Bald can be sexy.  Some women may like running their fingers through some skin... &gt;:P. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave you all with this last fractured piece of intellectual thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would men like a bald headed woman with a hairy body?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about a Hair raising experience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20756923-117180982878102865?l=ducknrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/feeds/117180982878102865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20756923&amp;postID=117180982878102865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/117180982878102865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/117180982878102865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/2007/02/hairy-ride.html' title='A Hairy Ride'/><author><name>PITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874395798950349029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20756923.post-116882660762723489</id><published>2007-01-14T16:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T18:03:27.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Storm</title><content type='html'>Well it finally happened. one of 3 major ice storms slammed into  Springfield, MO about 48 hours ago.  By the end of the first night, more than 67,000 people were left without power or heat and this is only the beginning.  My home fell victim also to a next door neighbor who has been told constantly to trim his big walnut tree.  He never did.  The result was two fold. The first big branch that broke off because of the ice buildup, ripped down my houses electrical feed, shorting everything out and blew the transformer.   My back up generator for the home kicked on to keep power in the house.  Not two hours later another big branch succumbed to teh weight of the ice and came crashing down on the generator putting it completely out of commission.   Michelle and her daughter Melanie who have been staying at my home are at this moment doing their best to keep warm.   I have told them that I am turning around and bringing the truck back to give them power to the house.  Give me credit for installing a 6kw generator on my truck.   Now the bad news...  the damage was so bad that the city was declared a disaster area.  The electric company said they have no definite date or eta of service restoral which means it could be weeks before any progress is seen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all we as a people have accomplished,  we are still insignificant in the hands of Mother Nature.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20756923-116882660762723489?l=ducknrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/feeds/116882660762723489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20756923&amp;postID=116882660762723489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/116882660762723489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/116882660762723489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/2007/01/ice-storm.html' title='Ice Storm'/><author><name>PITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874395798950349029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20756923.post-116870239533048307</id><published>2007-01-13T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T07:33:15.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PITA</title><content type='html'>Hooboy!&lt;br /&gt;Just when I thought I was winning the rat race, someone threw in a faster rat with a radar absorbing body, GPS and and a HEMI 454 that runs on unrefined BS.  :P  Gotta love technology.   Got a call from my favorite Toadstool.  At least I'm not the only one in a dark damp place. &gt;:)  Hope she likes the new me.  Even the new name should make her feel right at home.  Not to mention anyone else that likes reading unabashed thoughts.  Some of them must like high blood pressure.   Who am I do deny them their daily allowance of self imposed anurism's and frustrations.  Last night it hit me as we were getting ready for the change in the channel, what were we going to do for a main meeting channel.  After speaking with Arthur and that crazy mage with the short term memory loss Merlin, they gave me an idea I never thought of.   I have never had this much fun goofing around with an idea.   I'll bring it before the players and see what they say.  Fun is fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I best get something to eat that will compliment my modern man physique...(no smart cracks Schroom) &gt;:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20756923-116870239533048307?l=ducknrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/feeds/116870239533048307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20756923&amp;postID=116870239533048307' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/116870239533048307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/116870239533048307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/2007/01/pita.html' title='PITA'/><author><name>PITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874395798950349029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20756923.post-116810636643214912</id><published>2007-01-06T09:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T10:02:46.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diabetic Stalemate</title><content type='html'>Hey FBLF.. How about this to take the wind out of a Diabetics sails?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast:  Frosted Flakes and Orange Juice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: 4 Cheese Pizza  and Root Beer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: Meatloaf, Mash Potatos with Gravy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finish the day off with a Diet Pepsi...:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20756923-116810636643214912?l=ducknrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/feeds/116810636643214912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20756923&amp;postID=116810636643214912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/116810636643214912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/116810636643214912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/2007/01/diabetic-stalemate.html' title='Diabetic Stalemate'/><author><name>PITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874395798950349029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20756923.post-116807563872077573</id><published>2007-01-06T01:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T01:29:34.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Voice from Brooklyn</title><content type='html'>The other day my cell was treated to a voice I thought I would never hear from.    It was a good talk, had laughs and almost got her to shoot her drink out her nose.  When I saw her online I asked her why she sounded like she was from Brooklyn.   Actually I have a good friend that lives in Brooklyn that sound just like her or the other way around.  WOW   Now I can hear either one in stereo and Dolby Sorround Sound...lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20756923-116807563872077573?l=ducknrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/feeds/116807563872077573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20756923&amp;postID=116807563872077573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/116807563872077573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/116807563872077573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/2007/01/voice-from-brooklyn.html' title='A Voice from Brooklyn'/><author><name>PITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874395798950349029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20756923.post-116778983327511124</id><published>2007-01-02T17:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T18:03:53.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rise of the Phoenix</title><content type='html'>Well, I think after months of keeping silent..I think it's time I said something again...What the heck, I get in trouble just by existing.  Hey some of us have it and some don't.  Over the time I have heard of explanations of what happened to the characters of Citadel.  A Magical Catastrophe that destroyed the castle, which implied the destruction of everyone there and the the swallowing up of another rp channel...  Do I smell the word Powergame here?   This stems back to the big split a couple of years ago when I tried to run a temporary sl that never got off the ground.  Things changed quickly and the idea was scrapped. But I see the old addage.." if you can do it so can I" all over this.  It's one thing to say something was preventing char's from returning and also trapping those that remained inside.  It was a temporary rp for the players that wanted to continue to rp inspite of what was going on at that time.  Doesn't take much to twist it to suit another belief.  Not sure where this Wasteland came from..could have been from someone eating a bowl of very aged refried beans.  I guess it's time to That could create a void from which there is no escape.as it is I have decided to aim the direction of the rp in a new and unique direction and still keep it Medieval flair.  It's time to reawaken the Phoenix and obliterate the Wasteland at the same time.  We were put there..doesn't that give us the right to do with it as we please?  I'll open the channel to all char's as long as they follow the desc's that defines their char's from literature I have for each, but all in all it should prove to be alot of fun and bear a booty of new sl's and ideas...We will wait and see.. the countdown has already started. T minus 13 days and counting...  Someone get out the Tucks Pads...:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20756923-116778983327511124?l=ducknrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/feeds/116778983327511124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20756923&amp;postID=116778983327511124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/116778983327511124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/116778983327511124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/2007/01/rise-of-phoenix.html' title='Rise of the Phoenix'/><author><name>PITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874395798950349029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20756923.post-114640292388359607</id><published>2006-04-30T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T06:15:23.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Decisions and Audiences</title><content type='html'>As my most noteworthy critic saw fit to drop into his blog.  Yes there has been a move.  Nothing out of the ordinary.  Yes the server was getting to shaky to hang onto but in the long run, it was a decision that I needed to make for everyone involved that I owed them a good channel to Role Play in.  So we moved.  Nothing spectacular about it.  A simple decision that required no fanfare or spotlights.  I don't need to when I have so many audiences looking out for my welfare and watching my every move.  Flyby's galore!!!! Didn't take certain people long to get nosey and shoot through the channel.  Not that we had any intention of going anywhere but to our small piece of the universe without needing to invade other people privacy which is how I liked it.  Both channels existed in the same server back then without any invading the other's privacy and it will be that way again.  As my most learned critic put it, it's a big universe.  Other than that, it's business as usual.  Drop a channel into a new server and curiosity seekers do come without any need to advertise.  True to his statement that I do give him credit for.  Quality RP will decide how things go.  It's been quite a while since my last post pertaining to any RP and I preferred it that way.  A post here and there about what's happening in the channel, but no one needs more than that.   People tout their success in many ways as how you would say it "Toot their Horns".  Who am I to discount the success of others.  They earned it and I respect that without having to resort to any kind of remark that could be hurtfull.  Sometimes as I have learned, something said without an accurate description can be misconstrued and taken out of context.  Maybe vanity had a hand in things said in the past as it is now playing a big hand in other peoples minds that need to "Toot their Horns".  Hey who am I to want to do the same thing.  There is no need to go to that extent.  I'm content to know that those that chose to follow me to the new location will do what they need to do to have fun.   Isn't that what it's all about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and as far as other thoughts about what brought the move about.  Let the audience take the time to jump through the hoops, create inuendos, speculate, ooo and yeah the all american favorite past time... Rumors!!...   After they run out of steam, the simple answer was slapping them in the face all the time.  They just needed to readjust their glasses to see it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20756923-114640292388359607?l=ducknrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/feeds/114640292388359607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20756923&amp;postID=114640292388359607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/114640292388359607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/114640292388359607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/2006/04/decisions-and-audiences.html' title='Decisions and Audiences'/><author><name>PITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874395798950349029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20756923.post-114201199051523003</id><published>2006-03-10T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T09:33:10.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Another Day in Paradise</title><content type='html'>This has been a rather busy week.  Been doing alot of late night driving which is usually not my favorite cup of tea.  The Canada dedicated run is about 3 weeks away and I have to get at least part 3 done for the website and maybe part 4.  The story is looking pretty good with the three of us all writing on it.  FBLF is amazing with how she is progressing on the website.  She even has the water flowing in one of the pics.  For a layman like myself...that looks pretty neat.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loads have been pretty scarce everywhere...well that's what I am being told,, I'm not even in the northeast anymore.  Something that I don't understand since most of the fleet refuses to drive up there.  If they don't watch out, they are going to loose all their best drivers.  They have already lost ten of them because they are not being routed up there in the northeast.  Something is going on up in the Ivory Tower...sounds like someone is trying to capitalize on the big $$$$ up there by using company drivers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20756923-114201199051523003?l=ducknrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/feeds/114201199051523003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20756923&amp;postID=114201199051523003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/114201199051523003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/114201199051523003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/2006/03/just-another-day-in-paradise.html' title='Just Another Day in Paradise'/><author><name>PITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874395798950349029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20756923.post-114051795988974008</id><published>2006-02-21T01:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T02:32:40.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Eagle and the Hawke</title><content type='html'>Saturday a great man was layed to rest.  Though I never had the chance and lord I had a few chances of meeting him, by the number of friends and family that were at the house and at the church, I now wished that I had.  No better a testimonial could have been made than by the number of friends and family this man, this Eagle had influenced throughout his life.  I have the privilege of knowing two of his sons.  I could not know two better friends even if I put forth a serious search for some better.  Their mother is a kind and loving woman and I had the honor to be able to talk to her about her husband.  I know she will miss him greatly as will the rest of his family and friends.  His eldest son, the Hawke lived to walk in his dads shadow or even walk in his footsteps.  I could see he was doing his best to keep control even though I knew he was struggling with the loss.  I had the pleasure to speak to one of his long time friends.  This man knows his Catepillar Tractors :)  I went with Hawke and his mother to the church. Again, more friends were in attendance.  The ceremony there tugged at every heart that was there, even mine.  Such an admired and loved man this Eagle was.  Once the church ceremony was finished we followed the hearse to the cemetery.  It took 2 and at sometimes 3 patrol cars to keep traffic at bay to allow the mile long procession that followed us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Eagle was a military man and loved the military.  He was an Air Force man.  Duty, Honor and Loyalty was in his blood as many a friend and family member would say.  I heard that he was only going to get a partial military burial.  A flag presenter and one to play taps.  Hawke and mom were surprised as were many others when we arrived to find a full honor squad.  Pallbearers, rifle squad, flag presenter and one to play taps.  No better gift that the military could give than to give him what he would have wished for,  To be buried with full honors.  It brought me to tears as the honor guard went through their steps, carrying the Eagle to his final resting place, the folding of the Stars and Stripes, a 21 gun salute the playing of Taps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the ceremony was completed, we returned to their house.  If there was one word that resonated through the house with such laughter, it was the word "chicken".  Seems there was plenty to go around lol.  The night continued with rememberences and plenty of pictures.  They even managed to corral me into a pic with Hawke and Alodar.  "The Three Knights" as one of their friends mentioned.  The Hawke, the Wolf and Alodar.  What trio...lol   After the last person left late in the evening, everyone went to bed.  The morning would come and I would join Hawke and her mom at church. She had asked if I would go with them.. Who am I to turn down such  an offer from a grand lady?  With church finished, it was time for me to depart and continue with my drive to the Orlando area.  I will never forget the past couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;To my best friend I have this to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your father was a great man.  He was the Eagle.  He lived a full and complete life and I am sure that he will still find plenty to do in the company of God.  From what I have heard and learned about him, he won't be sitting around but will find more projects to do. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Eagle has flown into the sun and now the Hawke will fly in his stead.  You are my friend and I can only say that I am a better man knowing you.  God Bless you , your mother and family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20756923-114051795988974008?l=ducknrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/feeds/114051795988974008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20756923&amp;postID=114051795988974008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/114051795988974008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/114051795988974008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/2006/02/eagle-and-hawke.html' title='The Eagle and the Hawke'/><author><name>PITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874395798950349029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20756923.post-114051528944878814</id><published>2006-02-21T01:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T01:48:09.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You got to be kidding me.</title><content type='html'>Friday proved to be my test of will as I was put through all kinds of trials just trying to get to Pensacola.  Originally, it was planned that I would make it to the viewing but in the infinite wisdom of the Fleet and with a little help from my optimistic friend Murphy, everything began coming apart at the seams.  Drove 188 miles west to a shipper that kept me there from early friday morning to 2 am saturday (yes I missed the viewing).  2 more hours would pass fighting with another damaged trailer before I was finally underway and racing the clock to get there before the funeral started.  I managed to get there with an hour to spare.  What a ride!!!  At least I still manage to look good when I got there. (waits for the Shroom's resonse.) :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20756923-114051528944878814?l=ducknrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/feeds/114051528944878814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20756923&amp;postID=114051528944878814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/114051528944878814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/114051528944878814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/2006/02/you-got-to-be-kidding-me.html' title='You got to be kidding me.'/><author><name>PITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874395798950349029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20756923.post-114005142925703069</id><published>2006-02-15T16:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T16:57:09.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayers and Condolences</title><content type='html'>Today I received word that my best friends father passed away.  I know the hurt and loss he is going through as I know he loved him very much.  I loved my dad also and was very close to him.  The day he died took the life out of me.  I don't think I could have coped without the help of friends to pull me through.  To this I offer him and his family my prayers, my hopes and condolences.  I know that God in his infinite mercy will take care of him and grant him preace.  I know that he will be waiting for them when their time comes and they will be reunited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will see to making a pass through where their parents live to be there for them.  I owe them so much for their kindness to me.  This is the least I can do for a great friend like him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20756923-114005142925703069?l=ducknrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/feeds/114005142925703069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20756923&amp;postID=114005142925703069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/114005142925703069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/114005142925703069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/2006/02/prayers-and-condolences.html' title='Prayers and Condolences'/><author><name>PITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874395798950349029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20756923.post-113915987095973015</id><published>2006-02-05T08:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T09:17:51.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mexican Food!!!</title><content type='html'>I ended up getting talked into one last run before I was to take a 34 hour break which put a kink in my plans to stop and visit my friend.  I instead came up with an out of the box idea.  "Kidnap El Numero Uno!!!"  Not rhetorically but a good thought.  I got him in the phone and he was willing to go along for the ride.   Let me tell you, riding in a truck, arriving at a receiver and then expecting a quick turn around unloading the contents was a real education, not to mention a real appreciation for coffee.  It took a few hours to get unloaded.  My illustrious guest succumbed to the trials of trucking and I had him catch a snooze in the sleeper.  Once we finally got unloaded, we headed back to his house and relaxed in anticipation of a drive to his favorite restaurant and a righteous plate of Mexican Chow!!!  The food of the gods!!!! After many months without the good food, I finally realized my dream with a plate of Burrito Colorado con arroz 'y' frijoles.. (Big hint to Schroom)...:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20756923-113915987095973015?l=ducknrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/feeds/113915987095973015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20756923&amp;postID=113915987095973015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/113915987095973015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/113915987095973015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/2006/02/mexican-food.html' title='Mexican Food!!!'/><author><name>PITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874395798950349029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20756923.post-113861346737876635</id><published>2006-01-30T01:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T01:31:07.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What am I doing?</title><content type='html'>It's 3:12 in the morning and I'm up?  Something is not right if I  am.  Oh well may as well put in a witty comment.  Never mind.  There maybe a flying culinary accutrament somewhere within range of my head.  Almost had a falling out with someone until the issue was resolved.  They forgot to read the fine print.  Seems alot of people forget to read the fine print.  If they did, then there would be less lawsuits for the courts to deal with.  Hey!  would that mean less Trial Lawyers out in the world?  Naw...That's a pipe dream..:P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt; I see the Massachussetts Dynamic Duo is at it again and wasting plenty of hot air and valuable time.   Filebuster.  The Democrat's best friend.  They feed it, groom it and more than likely sleep with it.  What ever happen to good old judging a person based on his or her merits than on their political views?  The Dems have been waging war with the Republicans over  "Roe v Wade" claiming that Roberts and Alito will overturn it.  If they did, then they would correct a big mistake that an activist Supreme Court did back in the 70's legislating from the bench.    Abortion.  Another word for a woman's right to not use common sense, have unsafe sex, get pregnant and knowing they can purge the fetus regardless that they created a new life.  Wonder what would happen if we put every woman on trial for murdering a fetus?   Oh well, these are the moder times and we are all so much more sofisticated...    Like that will happen...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20756923-113861346737876635?l=ducknrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/feeds/113861346737876635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20756923&amp;postID=113861346737876635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/113861346737876635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/113861346737876635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/2006/01/what-am-i-doing.html' title='What am I doing?'/><author><name>PITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874395798950349029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20756923.post-113857236997351721</id><published>2006-01-29T14:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T14:06:09.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Finer Culinary Arts</title><content type='html'>Got a good laugh reading my friends steps to greater baking...  I myself have refined this recipe of hers to something a little bit more manageable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buy a dozen Donuts!!!  &gt;:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20756923-113857236997351721?l=ducknrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/feeds/113857236997351721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20756923&amp;postID=113857236997351721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/113857236997351721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/113857236997351721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/2006/01/finer-culinary-arts.html' title='The Finer Culinary Arts'/><author><name>PITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874395798950349029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20756923.post-113846716062015453</id><published>2006-01-28T08:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T08:52:40.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Knights and Days</title><content type='html'>Rp is going steady right now.  At least I think it is.  Got a few stick in the muds that don't like change and make alot of noise about it.  The usual remark, that they won't play if another person is there.  My usual reply is "Don't let the door hit you on the way out."  Other players are submitting their Character Descriptions for approval and that is going well.  It takes time and patience to get a good thing going again.  Some of the old group that are having problems are now opting to bring in a new char and star again.  This is a good move for them I hope that will make things easier.  6 more days before I have Mexican Food!!!! and get my website up and running.  I need to talk too that FBLF Knight about her working on my site.  I hope she has the %$#$ to do it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20756923-113846716062015453?l=ducknrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/feeds/113846716062015453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20756923&amp;postID=113846716062015453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/113846716062015453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/113846716062015453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/2006/01/knights-and-days.html' title='Knights and Days'/><author><name>PITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874395798950349029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20756923.post-113846606839286315</id><published>2006-01-28T08:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T08:34:28.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aerodynamics</title><content type='html'>Got a laugh after reading a friend's blog.  Made me think about the shag rug that's on my head.  It's good for show and even good for seasoning my meals as I always seem to get some in my food.  Maybe I'll get a good portion cut off and donate it to someome that needs a toupe or a real hairy chest.  Vanity I hear is quite the rage right now.  Men seem to have a monopoly on the concept from being as hairy as BigFoot..(sorry Sasquach) to the Bruce Willis  bald look to cut down on drag when they are being chased by some daughters angry father.   Yes men have the upper hand on the women.  They can go much faster when they need to, maybe just a little too fast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20756923-113846606839286315?l=ducknrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/feeds/113846606839286315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20756923&amp;postID=113846606839286315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/113846606839286315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/113846606839286315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/2006/01/aerodynamics.html' title='Aerodynamics'/><author><name>PITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874395798950349029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20756923.post-113806106171651077</id><published>2006-01-23T15:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T16:04:21.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mentality</title><content type='html'>I'm guilty of looking through rose colored glasses at things that I had high hopes of making good on a promise.  Today I can only see the fog in front of me as now things are no longer as clear as before.  Pride right now to me is a very nasty word.  On one hand it represents something good and on the other, it's an arrogant attitude.  Like saying.. I'm right and everyone else will always be wrong.  We are all adults and for a good portion of our time, we all act like children...whining, complaining,  whimpering.  It never ends.. there are more children in the world than there are adults.  When is everyone going to open their eyes, say it's time to move on, forget the past and make good what we have right now?  Bitterness, grudges, you name it...it's everywhere.  Heck I can't even go a day without looking for a kleenex because things are so hopeless, no matter how hard I try to believe in something.  I spoke to someone who even after all theses years, harbors an ill grudge for another that I know.   Why?  It's been years and yet, the attitude is there.  Why can't everyone just let it go, shake hands, or hug each other and say "I'm sorry for what I did".  God knows I have lived my life appologizing for everything..even when I'm not wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20756923-113806106171651077?l=ducknrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/feeds/113806106171651077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20756923&amp;postID=113806106171651077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/113806106171651077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/113806106171651077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/2006/01/mentality.html' title='Mentality'/><author><name>PITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874395798950349029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20756923.post-113777393784044976</id><published>2006-01-20T08:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T08:18:57.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roleplay</title><content type='html'>I need to post part 4 of my story to the group.  I almost have it done.  The channel is starting out on the right path so far.  I have found a new partner for my rp in Camelot.  At least she is around to interract with and she likes to write stories as well.  Now all I need to do is get rid of my current partner who has made it clear over a year ago that she has no time to roleplay medieval, but she will have a temper tantrum knowing that I want to send my char in a different direction.  I'm not one that likes the idea of having a ghost for a rp partner, much like my ex friend who seems to prefer that kind of rp.  Wonder what that means?  My favorite skillet lady gave me an "out of the box" suggestion.  Have the one I want to quit with spotted and recognized as a witch and burn her at the stake.  Now that is a unique and refreshing point of view.   What brings an even bigger smile on my face is that my two closest friends are getting involved with the channel again, roleplay and story writing also.  We have also picked up our first new player for the channel.  This is the beginning I believe of good things to come.  Thanks to a good friend who finally filled in the blank spots for me about the demise of the channel, I can feel good about myself and let it all go finally, not that I have been going at anyone at the other server. I haven't gotten involved with anyone there in over a year.  I hope they're happy where they're at.  As it is, the only people that matter to me are here helping and that I would never change for all the tea in China.  "OK Shroom, there is my shameless compliment for you :P"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20756923-113777393784044976?l=ducknrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/feeds/113777393784044976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20756923&amp;postID=113777393784044976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/113777393784044976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/113777393784044976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/2006/01/roleplay_20.html' title='Roleplay'/><author><name>PITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874395798950349029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20756923.post-113777278936258602</id><published>2006-01-20T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T07:59:49.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Politics</title><content type='html'>For the life of me I can't understand what planet the present Democratic party came from.  In a time of war, all they can do is cry, complain, lay guilt on the President and through all this, they have not once come up with a cohesive plan that could give them credibility.  Perhaps it's time for the old Mules like Leahy and Kennedy to be put out to pasture.  In the Alito confirmation hearings, Kennedy went on the attack over a Princeton Alumni group that Alito was a minor member of.  Now we find that he was in fact a member of a similar group at his alma mater who definitely discriminated against women.  This man has a serious problem with the truth.  Especially when it comes to his sorrid past with Mary Jo Kopeckne.  I guess he forgot that he was a married man at the time but liked a little variety.  He probably taught Clinton all he knew about indiscression.  These old war mules are steadfast, stubborn and unwilling to see when an honorable man comes along.  All they can do is try to slander him, and make him out to be an idealog just because he doesn't agree with what they believe in politically.  They influenced the younger members of their party and now they have nothing but a group of Kennedy's, Feinsteins, Leahy's and Schummers, single and narrow in mind without a bit of genuine out of the box thinking.   Someone better tell them that their glory days have been gone for a long time.   I've watched this for over 32 years as a registered Democrat and can only stand there and feel ashamed for the Party.  Someone needs to deport that DNC chairman and send him to snuggle up with Osama.  That seems to be who the DNC wants as their best buddy.  I'm going to register as a Republican, considering that I have been voting for Republican candidates all this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20756923-113777278936258602?l=ducknrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/feeds/113777278936258602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20756923&amp;postID=113777278936258602' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/113777278936258602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/113777278936258602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/2006/01/politics.html' title='Politics'/><author><name>PITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874395798950349029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20756923.post-113686417132295706</id><published>2006-01-09T19:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T19:36:11.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roleplay</title><content type='html'>I have left my home channel to put my all into beathing life back into another channel that did the same for me years ago.  It's going to be a tough haul, but I'm convinced that I can do it and make it popular again.  I owe two very special people this effort.  One I have come to respect without question. He is truly my best friend and one I can turn to for good advice. Not to mention a great place for mexican food. The other is straight to the point, outspoken, opinionated, lethal with a skillet and I care for her dearly.  We all had troubled times just over a year ago when things went wrong.  We all had something to do with the demise of this very special channel.  Friends against friends, hurtful things said at every turn,  betrayals and distrusts ruled the channel.  I lost a close friend to this.  I miss him.  I wish I could have turned back the clock and did things differently.  Maybe the split would not have taken place.  It happened anyway, and not long later they lost the channel.  I was given the chance to take it back and make her great once again.  I also knew that in taking her back, I would be ostracised by the very same people that lost the channel.  Even the one I thought my friend said to me that he didn't know me or trust me anymore.  I came to him to try and fix what went wrong and he refused my offer.  Oh well, I can only say that I tried.   I have ideas that I would like to try with the channel , but I know I can't do it alone.  I look to my two friends who I hope will help me though this tough job.  Hey, I've already hit bottom.  All I can do now is climb back up. Right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20756923-113686417132295706?l=ducknrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/feeds/113686417132295706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20756923&amp;postID=113686417132295706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/113686417132295706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/113686417132295706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/2006/01/roleplay.html' title='Roleplay'/><author><name>PITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874395798950349029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20756923.post-113686259252451971</id><published>2006-01-09T18:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T19:09:52.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting my feet wet.</title><content type='html'>A good friend suggested that I try doing a blog.  Who am I to turn down a sure thing, and maybe duck a flying skillet or two.  Well, I never said I was one of the swiftest people around. So here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the good part of today at a receiver waiting to be unloaded.  I will never understand why it would take someone over 6 hours to take one case off a trailer other than  they didn't care that they would make me late for my next appointment.  Funny how the goverment puts so many restrictions and rules on a driver, yet they won't go the extra step to enforce the shippers and receivers to get their act together.  Driving is a thankless job.  Probably why I like it so much.  I have stopped 156 miles short of my next destination to take a break and check my emails out, get out the firehose and wash myself off and then get driving again.  Till next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20756923-113686259252451971?l=ducknrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/feeds/113686259252451971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20756923&amp;postID=113686259252451971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/113686259252451971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20756923/posts/default/113686259252451971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ducknrun.blogspot.com/2006/01/getting-my-feet-wet.html' title='Getting my feet wet.'/><author><name>PITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874395798950349029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
