<?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-3075575964015227804</id><updated>2012-01-15T22:30:57.127-05:00</updated><category term='Superbowl Commericals'/><category term='Blog 2'/><category term='Hometown High Q'/><category term='Paso Doble'/><category term='Mr. Potato Head'/><category term='Dogs'/><category term='mask'/><category term='Thoughts'/><category term='Cancelation'/><category term='chicken dip'/><category term='Partying'/><category term='Harper&apos;s Island'/><category term='Spinning Dancer'/><category term='Eight friends in a House'/><category term='13:  Fear is Real'/><category term='Randomness'/><category term='dogs glowing red'/><category term='New Years'/><category term='story tag'/><category term='Antigone'/><category term='Wednesday'/><category term='The Tempest'/><category term='School'/><category term='humor'/><category term='the musical'/><category term='lame ass curses'/><category term='Updates'/><category term='Lacey Schwimmer'/><category term='White Shepard'/><category term='The metamorphosis'/><category term='cookies'/><category term='Marching Band'/><category term='haircut'/><category term='Kaufman Farms'/><category term='BVA'/><category term='title'/><category term='Boredom'/><category term='Thanks Jayce'/><category term='potaot obession'/><category term='Once on This Island'/><category term='Dancing with the Stars'/><category term='Cold'/><category term='Second Blog'/><category term='Blogging'/><category term='James Bond'/><category term='Blair'/><category term='T.V.'/><category term='A.J.&apos;s a loser'/><category term='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><category term='Freezing'/><category term='Creepy Things'/><category term='free samples'/><category term='loneliness'/><category term='Easter'/><category term='sickening things'/><category term='the game'/><title type='text'>A Spud and His Buds</title><subtitle type='html'>A blog about a simple potato and some intriging friends (THAT'S YOU!)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>105</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-8166148558772038216</id><published>2012-01-15T22:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T22:30:57.138-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Mood</title><content type='html'>Question:  If you and a bunch of people are hanging out and making plans to go somewhere, and there's a person in the room that you have no intentions of inviting, but overheard the plans, and you know they're not doing anything tonight, shouldn't you at least invite them since they know about it? Especially if they probably would have said no anyway? Is it just me, or is that the polite thing to do? Because this keeps happening to me, no matter how nice I am to these people. I'll just never be considered a friend in their eyes, and that sucks because I want to be friends with everyone, but they treat me and my other friends like dirt, like we're freaks, like they're superior. I hope they know that just because I don't wear clothes from Aeropostal or HOllistar doesn't mean I'm trash. Just because I don't have short hair that cost $20 a cut doesn't mean I'm stupid. Just because I keep my mouth shut and don't boast all the time about how smart I am doesn't mean I'm worthless. Just because I'm a little overweight doesn't make me a bad person. Besides, you're not that great anyway. You're stuck-up, arrogant douche bags that think they're going to be important one day, but are going to be just as pathetic as the rest of us as adults. Seriously, I don't even know why I want to be friends with you. It's like high school all over again. Damn. I guess my question is:  Am I overreacting? Wasting my time? Should they have invited me to join them, or are they right since they obviously don't want me there?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-8166148558772038216?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/8166148558772038216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=8166148558772038216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/8166148558772038216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/8166148558772038216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2012/01/bad-mood.html' title='Bad Mood'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-3091971842459095788</id><published>2012-01-14T22:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T22:13:53.146-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been A Long Time Since I Came Around...</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!I can't believe it's been years since I've blogged. I have to be honest:  I got a Facebook and I've been obsessed ever since. I'm sorry. :(  Anyway, since I'm bored here at college...Yep, that's right, I'm a freshman at RMU...I decided to look back into my blog. Why? Well, a lot of my friends decided to start a blog and I was kind of curious because I've had one since 10th grade (although, of course, I haven't used it. My bad) and it was a weird concept that people would just now be getting one. I don't know. Maybe it's all the weird changes on Facebook...So, what's up with me (Not that any of you care or remember me)? Well, I'm doing okay. I'm in my second semester as an English major. I want to be an English teacher and a writer, so I'm writing for the college newspaper. I was in a play (A Servant of Two Masters) which was exciting...except I was ensemble, as usual. I'm used to that though. Met some great people who I'll probably never get to talk to ever again being as I was not cast in either of this semester's shows, which is the saddest part. I wasn't even sad I wasn't in the productions. So that's a shame.I think I've become more awkward since coming to college as opposed to less awkward. I've been trying this thing where I don't talk that much to anybody so they aren't annoyed by me, but now I've realized that I really haven't made any personal connections with anyone here, so now that everyone is forming groups, I'm pretty much excluded from all of them. That's okay though.So, there's a lot more to talk about, but I don't want to overwhelm anyone (not that anyone cares). Well, until then, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-3091971842459095788?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/3091971842459095788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=3091971842459095788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/3091971842459095788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/3091971842459095788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-been-long-time-since-i-came-around.html' title='It&apos;s Been A Long Time Since I Came Around...'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-181357253148552136</id><published>2010-04-27T16:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T17:14:20.598-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Puzzled and Annoyed</title><content type='html'>,&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S9dTgeYwmHI/AAAAAAAAAH4/1-cLFF5IB08/s1600/drowning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 93px; height: 124px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S9dTgeYwmHI/AAAAAAAAAH4/1-cLFF5IB08/s200/drowning.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464928490215217266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People with puzzling statements&lt;br /&gt;don't know what they're saying.&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to hear anymore&lt;br /&gt;my skies, well they're just graying&lt;br /&gt;because I'm overwhelmed, annoyed&lt;br /&gt;with cryptic messages from all&lt;br /&gt;who aurround me, watching me&lt;br /&gt;while they just let me fall.&lt;br /&gt;I'm drowning, Help me! I scream&lt;br /&gt;but no one seems to hear&lt;br /&gt;me when I call them, need them,&lt;br /&gt;don't even show up, or appear&lt;br /&gt;But I hear their voices, &lt;br /&gt;answers hidden in their words&lt;br /&gt;and into my poor ears they rush,&lt;br /&gt;sentences like cattle herds.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm annoyed by everything&lt;br /&gt;that everyone must say,&lt;br /&gt;because it's so puzzling&lt;br /&gt;and it's ruining my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, this poem sucked, but boo hoo. It's my blog. Deal with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-181357253148552136?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/181357253148552136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=181357253148552136' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/181357253148552136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/181357253148552136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2010/04/puzzled-and-annoyed.html' title='Puzzled and Annoyed'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S9dTgeYwmHI/AAAAAAAAAH4/1-cLFF5IB08/s72-c/drowning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-2608758181067913641</id><published>2010-04-17T20:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T20:09:48.993-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The marching band's going to get lost in a TOMB!</title><content type='html'>Okay, we're going to Boston in less than two weeks, and we have this thing called TOMB that we're going to. Basically, it is a giant Pharoh's tomb recreated in Boston to give all who enter the experience of being Indiana Jones. &lt;br /&gt;Sounds cool, right?&lt;br /&gt;Well, it looks fun, but I'm a little scared. The website (google TOMB Interactive Boston and click the first link) says that if you incorrectly solve the physical and mental challenges, bad things will happen.&lt;br /&gt;I have a fear of failure, plus I want to see how the entire thing ends. The website says the Pharoh will come back to life, but if our group makes the wrong choice, then we won't see it. &lt;br /&gt;Plus, I don't like fake dying. It's not fun.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who's in my group, but I think we'll end up getting trapped in a room and will never ever get out.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I know they have to let us out, but still...&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. I'm going to try and have as much fun as possible on this trip. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-2608758181067913641?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/2608758181067913641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=2608758181067913641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/2608758181067913641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/2608758181067913641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2010/04/marching-bands-going-to-get-lost-in.html' title='The marching band&apos;s going to get lost in a TOMB!'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-9196626584769525405</id><published>2010-04-03T23:23:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T23:45:15.531-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures from the Musical (Leads)</title><content type='html'>Remember when I said I'd put pictures from the musical on here?&lt;br /&gt;Well, we finally got the link, so I'm putting pictures on here.&lt;br /&gt;First up, the leads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gGrj6d_zI/AAAAAAAAAGA/8TicDqfxId0/s1600/Belle+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 144px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gGrj6d_zI/AAAAAAAAAGA/8TicDqfxId0/s200/Belle+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456118294003973938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belle (Beauty)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gHA_LVoNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/0BNZ1A1cGwM/s1600/The+Beast+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 167px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gHA_LVoNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/0BNZ1A1cGwM/s200/The+Beast+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456118662099738834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Beast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gHRHbSWDI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/OQzHzAd-04Q/s1600/Belle+and+Gaston.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 154px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gHRHbSWDI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/OQzHzAd-04Q/s200/Belle+and+Gaston.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456118939192023090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belle and Gaston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gHg_1r7JI/AAAAAAAAAGY/nKugTYtqVsA/s1600/Lefou+and+Gaston.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 135px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gHg_1r7JI/AAAAAAAAAGY/nKugTYtqVsA/s200/Lefou+and+Gaston.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456119212033174674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lefou and Gaston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gKs9D7cgI/AAAAAAAAAHw/kmEpcDkFrvs/s1600/Silly+Girls+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gKs9D7cgI/AAAAAAAAAHw/kmEpcDkFrvs/s200/Silly+Girls+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456122715980919298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Silly Girls in the bar with Gaston.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gKsbM2BRI/AAAAAAAAAHo/lwKZx6yRU-0/s1600/Silly+Girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gKsbM2BRI/AAAAAAAAAHo/lwKZx6yRU-0/s200/Silly+Girls.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456122706891506962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Silly Girls cheer because Belle turned Gaston down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gH2klturI/AAAAAAAAAGg/BkgYoxyca-M/s1600/Mrs.+Potts+and+Chip+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 164px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gH2klturI/AAAAAAAAAGg/BkgYoxyca-M/s200/Mrs.+Potts+and+Chip+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456119582675548850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Potts the Teapot and one of the Chips (the cup)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gIPPIA3SI/AAAAAAAAAGo/N0qGN6g3eg8/s1600/Lumiere+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gIPPIA3SI/AAAAAAAAAGo/N0qGN6g3eg8/s200/Lumiere+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456120006410558754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lumiere, the Candlestick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gIPRDuyiI/AAAAAAAAAGw/J8LqKlhmASg/s1600/Cogsworth+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gIPRDuyiI/AAAAAAAAAGw/J8LqKlhmASg/s200/Cogsworth+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456120006929467938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cogsworth the Clock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gIyJ5BhgI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Yv7rFvSaFug/s1600/Babette+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gIyJ5BhgI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Yv7rFvSaFug/s200/Babette+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456120606300931586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babette, the Featherduster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gIyS5312I/AAAAAAAAAHA/2q-4Mw5ctSI/s1600/Wardrobe+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 152px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gIyS5312I/AAAAAAAAAHA/2q-4Mw5ctSI/s200/Wardrobe+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456120608720410466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madame de la Grande Bouche, the Wardrobe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gJQHKZ5KI/AAAAAAAAAHI/SiCN2fUhoks/s1600/Maurice+and+the+Invention.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gJQHKZ5KI/AAAAAAAAAHI/SiCN2fUhoks/s200/Maurice+and+the+Invention.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456121120964600994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maurice, Belle's father (Yes, Mario, that's you!) on his Invention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gJon0BxqI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/rR4WJjTYEJE/s1600/Monsieur+Darque+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gJon0BxqI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/rR4WJjTYEJE/s200/Monsieur+Darque+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456121542045976226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monsieur D'Arque, owner of the Insane Asylum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gKCb_D4_I/AAAAAAAAAHY/e4d6RaABM80/s1600/The+Prince+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gKCb_D4_I/AAAAAAAAAHY/e4d6RaABM80/s200/The+Prince+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456121985547625458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Beast becomes the Prince&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gKCg23RWI/AAAAAAAAAHg/3Tq-RKrr70c/s1600/Belle+and+the+Prince.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gKCg23RWI/AAAAAAAAAHg/3Tq-RKrr70c/s200/Belle+and+the+Prince.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456121986855421282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belle and the Prince dance the Waltz to "Beauty and the Beast" at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I forgot anyone, please tell me.&lt;br /&gt;Please read the post below to see Ensemble pictures!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-9196626584769525405?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/9196626584769525405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=9196626584769525405' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/9196626584769525405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/9196626584769525405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2010/04/pictures-from-musical-leads.html' title='Pictures from the Musical (Leads)'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gGrj6d_zI/AAAAAAAAAGA/8TicDqfxId0/s72-c/Belle+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-2678860394403458248</id><published>2010-04-03T22:45:00.018-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T23:23:17.977-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures from the Musical (Ensemble)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7f_BZ2fwrI/AAAAAAAAADw/gRM3nQZtKfU/s1600/The+Scrim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7f_BZ2fwrI/AAAAAAAAADw/gRM3nQZtKfU/s200/The+Scrim.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456109873167057586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the scrim that we used. You can only see what's behind it when lights are on. If there are no lights, you would see this. Sure, this isn't an ensemble picture, but I'll include the set pictures here as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gF72KrPAI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZjEXhj8fBN8/s1600/Old+Woman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 154px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gF72KrPAI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZjEXhj8fBN8/s200/Old+Woman.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456117474270067714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Old Woman waits for Gaston.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gEs4FiuPI/AAAAAAAAAFY/uC2c0duRbzg/s1600/The+Cottage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gEs4FiuPI/AAAAAAAAAFY/uC2c0duRbzg/s200/The+Cottage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456116117575743730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belle and Maurice stand by their Cottage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7f_8CIT7-I/AAAAAAAAAEA/wxzWzz1xYac/s1600/Gargoyles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7f_8CIT7-I/AAAAAAAAAEA/wxzWzz1xYac/s200/Gargoyles.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456110880411611106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the castle Gargoyles attacking Belle. Creepy, aren't they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7f_c2G74cI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Nu67JfxDd8Y/s1600/Me+in+Tavern.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7f_c2G74cI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Nu67JfxDd8Y/s200/Me+in+Tavern.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456110344608670146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the one in the brown jacket with the weird open mouth. I have no idea what I was doing. The Baker is on the right, and Gaston is on our legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gDQnfKOnI/AAAAAAAAAE4/wCdukAgFyZo/s1600/Pepper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gDQnfKOnI/AAAAAAAAAE4/wCdukAgFyZo/s200/Pepper.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456114532571822706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pepper Shaker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gDn16gENI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Jt_Wg2vXq5w/s1600/Objects+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gDn16gENI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Jt_Wg2vXq5w/s200/Objects+7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456114931581587666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Plates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gAS8XZ3qI/AAAAAAAAAEI/siTwCxYUXtc/s1600/Objects+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gAS8XZ3qI/AAAAAAAAAEI/siTwCxYUXtc/s200/Objects+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456111274001292962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a knife, a sugarbowl (the round pink thing in the background), a corkscrew, and a fork and knife in the background during "Be Our Guest".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gA6tdABWI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/MzNf9CC2DnI/s1600/Objects+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 151px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gA6tdABWI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/MzNf9CC2DnI/s200/Objects+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456111957193000290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lumiere to the left, flowerpot in the center, the other two are pretty self-explanitory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gBYqRW6nI/AAAAAAAAAEY/veriC0XeV34/s1600/Objects+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gBYqRW6nI/AAAAAAAAAEY/veriC0XeV34/s200/Objects+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456112471734938226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheesegrater, egg beater in background, utensils.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gBzVLxzUI/AAAAAAAAAEg/KWjCQ3cxmDk/s1600/Objects+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gBzVLxzUI/AAAAAAAAAEg/KWjCQ3cxmDk/s200/Objects+4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456112929930857794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End pose of "Be Our Guest" Front row:  Salt Shaker, Babetter (Featherduster) Second row:  Napkins in pink  Third row:  Broom, Pie Server, Flowerpot, Corkscrew, Fork (Me)&lt;br /&gt;Fourth row:  Egg beater&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gCbmnuG4I/AAAAAAAAAEo/WC1oklkcDfk/s1600/Objects+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gCbmnuG4I/AAAAAAAAAEo/WC1oklkcDfk/s200/Objects+5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456113621806226306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Be Our Guest" Endpose Front row:  Rug, Pepper Second row:  Napkins in pink  Third Row:  Utensils and broom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gD9Oc4p2I/AAAAAAAAAFI/7QTO-HIxryY/s1600/Objects+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gD9Oc4p2I/AAAAAAAAAFI/7QTO-HIxryY/s200/Objects+6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456115298945509218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Final Pose for "Be Our Guest"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gETw34QLI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/2pmLmS0qdjs/s1600/The+Library.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gETw34QLI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/2pmLmS0qdjs/s200/The+Library.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456115686142656690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belle and the Beast stand in the Library &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gFDPg64SI/AAAAAAAAAFg/TrsduXPmn50/s1600/Mob+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gFDPg64SI/AAAAAAAAAFg/TrsduXPmn50/s200/Mob+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456116501821710626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mob is going to kick the Beast's ASS!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gFbRr16qI/AAAAAAAAAFw/dtxksSM7prQ/s1600/Human+Watltzers+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gFbRr16qI/AAAAAAAAAFw/dtxksSM7prQ/s200/Human+Watltzers+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456116914721254050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gFbABO1wI/AAAAAAAAAFo/odtbSLx1qZY/s1600/Human+Watltzers+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7gFbABO1wI/AAAAAAAAAFo/odtbSLx1qZY/s200/Human+Watltzers+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456116909979129602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two of the human couples at the end of the entire musical (when we're all human).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's it. I mean, there are other pictures, but some aren't very good, and others I just don't like. Hope you've enjoyed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-2678860394403458248?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/2678860394403458248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=2678860394403458248' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/2678860394403458248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/2678860394403458248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2010/04/pictures-from-musical-ensemble.html' title='Pictures from the Musical (Ensemble)'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S7f_BZ2fwrI/AAAAAAAAADw/gRM3nQZtKfU/s72-c/The+Scrim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-4785169399229124939</id><published>2010-03-21T22:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T23:03:02.480-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Had I Not Reason?</title><content type='html'>Why is it that my "little tirade" was so wrong?&lt;br /&gt;I mean, the show is over now, and I'm happy, but what was wrong with complaining.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously?&lt;br /&gt;I can't be angry and post it on a website where only one person I know actually reads it? And not all that often?&lt;br /&gt;I was upset (I'm still mad, but about different stuff) and I needed someone to tell. Is that so wrong?&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I'm having another tirade. Boo freakin' hoo.&lt;br /&gt;But, the show is done and it was fantastic, if I do say so myself.&lt;br /&gt;There are pictures from dress rehearsals on our website, but I'll put a few pictures on here. Note:  I will NOT reveal anyone's name specifically, only the character they portrayed (Okay, I'll point out who I am in pictures, but that's it).&lt;br /&gt;If only I can find them.&lt;br /&gt;When I do, they'll be on here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-4785169399229124939?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/4785169399229124939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=4785169399229124939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/4785169399229124939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/4785169399229124939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2010/03/had-i-not-reason.html' title='Had I Not Reason?'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-5532108525754488553</id><published>2010-03-12T21:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T21:34:24.304-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Just Want This Singing to Stop</title><content type='html'>I think I speak for all when I say&lt;br /&gt;I'M EXHAUSTED!!!&lt;br /&gt;We've rehearsed every night this week, and everyone is slowly losing their spirits. Characters are losing lines, losing personality, losing everything,&lt;br /&gt;AND THE LITTLE GUYS DANCING IN THE BACKGROUND ARE TAKING MOST OF THE HEAT FOR IT.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, it's not my fault. I've been trying to keep up my energy, but there's only so much I can do. &lt;br /&gt;And sure, it's not the entire cast. Most of us are trying our best.&lt;br /&gt;Still...&lt;br /&gt;Our set is a little bit behind. We still need to build the pedistle for the Magic Rose, we still need to figure out how to make to rose come back to life. We're hanging backdrops tomorrow, but we also have to figure out the set changes, for we have these three paradactoids, which are giant Triangular monsters which conseal the backstage and, when you turn them, change faces so you can use different sides for different scenes.&lt;br /&gt;Everything in our set is GIGANTIC!!! The paradactoids are huge, the fountain is massive, and Belle's Cottage...&lt;br /&gt;Belle's Cottage. So pretty. So well designed.&lt;br /&gt;So problamatic. No one knows why it is so big. It gets stuck on a hanging pole and takes basically the entire stage crew to move.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of stage crew, we got yelled at because we aren't helping move stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Hello! I move the fountain on and off the stage, I change the paradactoids, I help move the house, I move tables out. I do a lot.&lt;br /&gt;And I get yelled at.&lt;br /&gt;And I hate the fact our choreographer looked ME in the eyes and yelled at ME for moving the cottage wrong. Even though she was talking to the entire crew, she aimed her comments at ME.&lt;br /&gt;I just want this musical to be over.&lt;br /&gt;And I want the leads back.&lt;br /&gt;That's right. The Beast and Gaston (the villian) both left for regional chorus, along with a Silly Girl.&lt;br /&gt;How are you suppose to do Beauty and the Beast without the Beast?&lt;br /&gt;And what's worse, when people fill in, don't know where they're going and laugh about it because they are confused, the whole cast is determined to be "Goofing off".&lt;br /&gt;Basically, our pregnant acting coach? is that what she is? anyway, she actually laughed at one of the stage managers for reading the Beast's line. And she had to make the director, Mr. Rozell, apologize for her.&lt;br /&gt;And the stage manager was PISSED AS HELL AT HER!&lt;br /&gt;So, basically, we've had Lefou most of the time playing the Beast; Cogsworth, Lumiere and Lefou singing as the Beast; Cogsworth as "Black"ston, Cogsworht and Lumiere as the Gastons, and Fork #8 as the Beast.&lt;br /&gt;In case your wondering, I'm Fork #8.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, readers, I played the Beast.&lt;br /&gt;And I sucked. But, we needed someone to read and everyone was afraid to do it because they would get laughed at.&lt;br /&gt;So I volunteered. Everyone said I did fine, but I tripped going up the stairs to Belle's Room (No one laughed, but you could hear the audience gasping) and I knocked over a pole leaving the Beast's Lair (the West Wing).&lt;br /&gt;I actually didn't think I was all that bad.&lt;br /&gt;Until Mr. Rozell said I was pointless.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so he said it would be pointless to run through the last scene of the Act, where the Beast and Belle have a dialogue before the Beast's main song.&lt;br /&gt;Still, I mean, I know my voice sucks. And I wasn't planning on singing that song because it's the Beast's song, not mine. But I know that dialogue and I know where the Beast moves to during the scene. I'm not a stupid ass person who doesn't give a rat's ass about anything in the show that doesn't relate to them.&lt;br /&gt;I ACTUALLY CARE!&lt;br /&gt;Rozell should know how much I want to be in any show as a lead. I even asked him if I could be an understudy for the play two years ago. He said no, but I've memorized lines and choreography for just about everyone last year in Once on This Island, and for the most part in Beauty and the Beast.&lt;br /&gt;But of course, I'm just a lazy good for nothing CHORUS MEMBER, and I'm damned to the chorus forever. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you for letting me vent, you guys. I just needed to say something, because my parents don't listen because they ahve their own problems. Thanks just for being a follower. You don't know how much I appreciate your support. Peace.&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Mario, if you read this, please don't tell Rozell what I've written. I wrote out of anger, not out of any real meaning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-5532108525754488553?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/5532108525754488553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=5532108525754488553' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/5532108525754488553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/5532108525754488553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-just-want-this-singing-to-stop.html' title='I Just Want This Singing to Stop'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-5754482253937023766</id><published>2010-03-03T20:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T20:20:04.145-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess What This Post Is About?</title><content type='html'>The musical, of course.&lt;br /&gt;Yay! We're aren't as behind as I thought. We aren't ready to open, of course.&lt;br /&gt;But it isn't so bad.&lt;br /&gt;We do have to run around the auditorium looking for the Beast, but that's okay.&lt;br /&gt;And then I get scared by Cogsworth the Clock and Madame de la Grand Bouche the Wardrobe during the Battle scene.&lt;br /&gt;There's some funny stuff going on. Billy gets chased by Gaby, who's the rug. Craig flirts with Babette the saucy featherduster, then gets burned by Lumiere the candlestick. And those napkins...&lt;br /&gt;Napkins everywhere...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we almost have all group numbers choreographed, and the last one only has two couples in addition to the leads, so that should be easy.&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;no one has made practice costumes besides the leads, so all of the choreography is going to fall apart when we get the costumes because Suzie has everyone spaced really close together. &lt;br /&gt;I do get a cape though. All mob members need a cape.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I got into the National Honor Society. Induction's tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;And I guess it's good that our Quiz Bowl team (think Jeapordy with two teams of five and no wager at the end) placed 2nd in the tournament. Shout out to team leader Mario!&lt;br /&gt;And we created a new Olympic sport. Sweden (Nick, aka Gaston) beat Morocco (Tyler) in throwing a quarter at the collar of guys wearing dress shirts and try to get the quarter in their shirt. It sounds stupid, but it's a lot of fun (I was Austria). &lt;br /&gt;So, I really haven't anything else to say, although...&lt;br /&gt;S.S., this is aimed at you:&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE READING GATSBY THIS MONTH! Just thought you'd like to know...&lt;br /&gt;And that's really about it. I guess I'm done.&lt;br /&gt;Peace! &lt;a href="http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii123/junkonekobasu/peace-sign-1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 600px;" src="http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii123/junkonekobasu/peace-sign-1.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-5754482253937023766?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/5754482253937023766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=5754482253937023766' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/5754482253937023766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/5754482253937023766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2010/03/guess-what-this-post-is-about.html' title='Guess What This Post Is About?'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-6835160091963824926</id><published>2010-02-20T19:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T19:50:48.884-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I have an APUS project, but I don't want to do it.</title><content type='html'>We have to invite people from the Progressive Era to dinner. We have to say why we invited them, where they'd sit, and what they said to each other.&lt;br /&gt;So I have:&lt;br /&gt;Ida Tarbell-exposed Standard Oil company&lt;br /&gt;Upton Sinclair- exposed meat industry&lt;br /&gt;Andrew Carnegie- Steel King and supporter of public libraries&lt;br /&gt;Henry Ford- Automaker and job reformer&lt;br /&gt;Florence Kelley- Job reformer and child labor advocate&lt;br /&gt;Lewis Hine- photographer- exposed child laborers&lt;br /&gt;John Dewey- supported public education and reform in journalism&lt;br /&gt;Ellen Starr- Anti-industrialist and educated the poor in Chicago.&lt;br /&gt;Sounds interesting, right?&lt;br /&gt;I also have to re-read Macbeth, but I don't feel like doing that, either.&lt;br /&gt;That's about it.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I have nothing else better to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-6835160091963824926?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/6835160091963824926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=6835160091963824926' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/6835160091963824926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/6835160091963824926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-have-apus-project-but-i-dont-want-to.html' title='I have an APUS project, but I don&apos;t want to do it.'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-6488944517755913660</id><published>2010-02-16T22:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T22:36:26.111-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We haven't lost power...yet.</title><content type='html'>Anyway, we finally had musical practice (okay, so there &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;was&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; a Saturday practice, but still...&lt;br /&gt;We review Be Our Guest, and everyone basically forgot their parts (I did too).&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Rozell wasn't too pleased.&lt;br /&gt;But we moved on to the Mob Song.&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;my&lt;br /&gt;God&lt;br /&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;What&lt;br /&gt;the&lt;br /&gt;hell&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;That was the hardest song so far. Not only are there hundreds of words to learn, but they're so fast and not in a common order. Plus, I have to hit a falsetto and, although I suck at singing to begin with, singing in a high, almost girlish voice doesn't help.&lt;br /&gt;But I guess I have no room to complain. After all, Nick (Gaston) has to go from a very high pitch to a very low pitch almost instantly. I am very glad I'm not a lead on that song.&lt;br /&gt;It's funny, sort of, because we are reading Macbeth in English and one of Gaston's lines is "Screw your courage to the sticking place." Lady Macbeth says that.&lt;br /&gt;So, that's really all I have to say...oh wait...&lt;br /&gt;Happy Valentine's Day!&lt;br /&gt;Happy President's Day!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mardi Gras!&lt;br /&gt;Yay...holidays!&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-6488944517755913660?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/6488944517755913660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=6488944517755913660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/6488944517755913660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/6488944517755913660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2010/02/we-havent-lost-poweryet.html' title='We haven&apos;t lost power...yet.'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-8420711690286319103</id><published>2010-02-08T23:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T23:08:18.541-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I haven't had power in three days.</title><content type='html'>But today we finally got power, but we might lose it again tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I'm frightened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-8420711690286319103?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/8420711690286319103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=8420711690286319103' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/8420711690286319103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/8420711690286319103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-havent-had-power-in-three-days.html' title='I haven&apos;t had power in three days.'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-6529624809927409919</id><published>2010-02-03T19:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T19:43:35.527-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Believe I Will Make a Few Corrections</title><content type='html'>Okay, so wine &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;is&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; the number one drink in France. &lt;br /&gt;So maybe I went a little overboard.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I can't be cynical and believe Disney is a pro-Christian company against all other religions.&lt;br /&gt;The fact is, France has been a predominantly Christian society. So of course Mrs. Potts would say thank the lord.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still right about "Ten Yards!" though.&lt;br /&gt;So I will thank Mario for pointing out my error while taking pictures of the cast during rehearsal. XD&lt;br /&gt;I also want to say...&lt;br /&gt;I GET TO BE DRUNK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm one of the tavern patrons in the song, "Gaston", along with all guys who are not lead characters (with exception to Porter, who's the Prince).&lt;br /&gt;I also want to say, Yes to Jayce. I'm not sure why I really like to waltz. Maybe I'm just a sucker for three-four time. I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;So I almost have my practice costume made. We need practice costumes because our real costumes aren't going to be in until a week before the show and we need to practice wearing our costumes.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had pictures of the set because I think it is really nice. The bottom floor is a little too low, but we'll make do. OKAY MARIO!! I'm NOT complaining about it. In addition, Joyce (Set Designer) took these bridge posts from the set of &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Oliver!&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (I was in the orchestra) and made these logs out of them by putting masking tape all around them and painting them to look like bark. They look awesome. They're going to be turned into chairs or barstools for the tavern scene. Also, the tables look like they are made out of logs, and Gaston's chair also looks awesome. It looks like logs with horns attached at the top. In the song, "Gaston" he says he uses antlers in all of his decorating, so that explains the horns. &lt;br /&gt;The Beast's chair, however, is BEASTLY. On YouTube there is supposedly a chair that looked like a person with his head in his hand. The guy's upper legs are the arms of the chair. I helped paper mache it with cloth instead of newspaper. It's going to look awesome when it's all painted. XD&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's about it. I guess it's PEACE for now. Peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-6529624809927409919?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/6529624809927409919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=6529624809927409919' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/6529624809927409919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/6529624809927409919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-believe-i-will-make-few-corrections.html' title='I Believe I Will Make a Few Corrections'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-2215566111394815650</id><published>2010-01-31T14:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T14:31:36.219-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We'll Be Playin' Again!</title><content type='html'>Human again. Such a beautiful song.&lt;br /&gt;And it's funny, because Human Again is not on the original Beauty and the Beast.&lt;br /&gt;It was remastered and added back in.&lt;br /&gt;Then again, Disney did that with a lot of its movies. The Lion King added a song during Simba's pouncing lesson toward the beginning. Aladdin had a song when he was little that never hit the screen. &lt;br /&gt;Who knows how much good music was suppose to be in Disney movies?&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes, what &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;does&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; make Disney movies isn't exactly accurate.&lt;br /&gt;For example, the opener:  Belle.&lt;br /&gt;When the whole crowd starts to sing, one lady says, "Ten Yards" meaning for them to step back ten yards away from her.&lt;br /&gt;But, you see, they live in France. They would use the meter.&lt;br /&gt;Oops.&lt;br /&gt;Also, Maurice (Belle's Dad) has an invention that he's going to take to the fair, right?&lt;br /&gt;So why is it that when he enters the woods, the invention is nowhere to be found?&lt;br /&gt;It shows up at the end (It was at home.) So why didn't he bring it?&lt;br /&gt;I've also found that, although I am Christian, Disney seems to be forcing the Christian belief on children.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Potts, the lovable tea pot, sings, "Wine's been poured and thank the Lord..." Why did she have to say "Lord"? And why did she have to say "Wine?" Why not "Drink" which refers to any beverage, not just wine (the blood of Christ).&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. Maybe I'm just being picky.&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;We started choreographing Human Again. And since it's 3/4 time, you know what that means.&lt;br /&gt;What? you ask.&lt;br /&gt;Waltzing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;In last year's musical, the rich from one song got to be in a number where they got to waltz, while the peasants from the first number got to be gossips in another. &lt;br /&gt;I didn't get to waltz.&lt;br /&gt;But this year, I am one of five couples waltzing. I'm exstatic!&lt;br /&gt;So I'm paired with the girl who is a salt shaker. That's fun.&lt;br /&gt;So the couples are:  Fork &amp; Salt, Fork &amp; Plate, Spoon &amp; Napkin, Knife &amp; Napkin, and Fork &amp; Rug.&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;This show is going to be AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I know the last one hundred posts have been nothing but musical talk, but &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I'm so excited! And I just can't hide it!&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-2215566111394815650?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/2215566111394815650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=2215566111394815650' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/2215566111394815650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/2215566111394815650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2010/01/well-be-playin-again.html' title='We&apos;ll Be Playin&apos; Again!'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-7220294168459973936</id><published>2010-01-29T21:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T21:18:18.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Our Guest is Done! Sort of!</title><content type='html'>Well, we finally got Be Our Guest official choreographed.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;We got Belle on the stage.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;I got to help paint.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;I took my SATs last Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;I didn't do so good.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;I did good on all my midterms and even set the curve for my Calc midterm.&lt;br /&gt;Which is funny because only one other person is a junior. The rest are seniors.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;I'll write more later. Sorry, I have to get off the computer ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-7220294168459973936?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/7220294168459973936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=7220294168459973936' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/7220294168459973936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/7220294168459973936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2010/01/be-our-guest-is-done-sort-of.html' title='Be Our Guest is Done! Sort of!'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-8249363553276067115</id><published>2010-01-20T21:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T22:05:42.169-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How could anyone be gloomy or depressed?</title><content type='html'>You guys are right. I mean, even though I don't have enough talent to be the lead, I should shine with my parts. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, plus I saw my costume for the show on the website, costume.com, and I gotta say, I really like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S1fDRNxZagI/AAAAAAAAADo/STMKpR4gSXk/s1600-h/Dancing+Forks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 78px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S1fDRNxZagI/AAAAAAAAADo/STMKpR4gSXk/s200/Dancing+Forks.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429022576340462082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have to say,&lt;br /&gt;Bon Jour &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;is&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; two words.&lt;br /&gt;Our director said it was one word. I guess he meant phrase. Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's it. I will try to post a video of Be Our Guest on YouTube sometime after the show in March. In the meantime, I'll try getting pictures of Fido up. I just haven't gotten my hands on a camera to actually take the picture. Sorry everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-8249363553276067115?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/8249363553276067115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=8249363553276067115' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/8249363553276067115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/8249363553276067115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2010/01/how-could-anyone-be-gloomy-or-depressed.html' title='How could anyone be gloomy or depressed?'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/S1fDRNxZagI/AAAAAAAAADo/STMKpR4gSXk/s72-c/Dancing+Forks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-5347092006052190857</id><published>2010-01-17T14:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T14:15:47.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bon Jour!</title><content type='html'>Hello, everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;I have a solo line.&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that awesome?&lt;br /&gt;I say one word:  Bon Jour.&lt;br /&gt;Great...&lt;br /&gt;In case you're wondering, I actually have to second Bon Jour in the opening number, and I am basically center stage, so I'm actually used a lot in the number.&lt;br /&gt;I mad that I'm not the bookseller though.&lt;br /&gt;That's okay. Maybe next year.&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah, I basically walk passed Belle and say "Hi" to her, then stand in the background until I'm needed again. Still, at least I'm seen, unlike last year.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I found out what I am going to be in "Be Our Guest!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ppp.org/prod/prods/00-17-BeautyandtheBeast/Photos/Costumes/Fork.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 232px; height: 571px;" src="http://www.ppp.org/prod/prods/00-17-BeautyandtheBeast/Photos/Costumes/Fork.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note:  This is not a picture of me. This is nearly a representation of what I will be in the musical.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am a fork.&lt;br /&gt;Woopee.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, it's better than nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Wow, that's actually about it. I have nothing else to really say.&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-5347092006052190857?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/5347092006052190857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=5347092006052190857' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/5347092006052190857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/5347092006052190857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2010/01/bon-jour.html' title='Bon Jour!'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-2478825393479915389</id><published>2010-01-13T20:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T20:24:38.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney Smut:  SEX or SFX?</title><content type='html'>Okay, my brother came home from college with rumors of subliminal messages in Disney films. The first was in The Little Mermaid. When Vanessa (pretty Ursula) is at the altar with the Prince, the preacher, ummm...gets really, really happy.&lt;br /&gt;He gets a stiffy.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't believe it, so I went on YouTube and I found the scene. &lt;br /&gt;It's true. I was shocked.&lt;br /&gt;The next rumor was about Aladdin. When he was fighting on Jasmin's balcony with her tiger, Aladdin whispers "Good teenagers take off their clothes." &lt;br /&gt;Some people think Aladdin says "Good kitties take off &amp; get out."&lt;br /&gt;No he doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;This wasn't so much of a rumor to me, because I saw the movie on T.V. and I heard Aladdin whispering and I didn't question it at the time, but when T.J. told me about the Aladdin smut (he didn't say what Aladdin actually said), I basically knew what he said. Maybe Disney was subconsciously implanting that phrase in my head!&lt;br /&gt;Conspiracy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;So, because we are doing Beauty and the Beast for our musical, I decided to keep investigating. There is a ten minute video dedicated to the dirty stuff in BATB.&lt;br /&gt;Or is it?&lt;br /&gt;Basically, everything it has found was SEX written in the background. But others have told me that it actually spells SFX, the calling card of the special effects department. I don't know. I think it spells SEX, but it doesn't make any sense. Why would Disney write sex in the movie? What is that going to do for them? I don't get it. I think it actually does spell SFX because it appears too often to be anything dirty. I can't explain why they would keep writing it.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and my days have gotten better.&lt;br /&gt;Well, we start choreography for Belle, the opening, Friday. In essence, the chorus only has about five songs they sing in, and only four in which they are actually seen.&lt;br /&gt;Or is that true? We are all being disguised for "Be Our Guest" so that would actually be three songs. &lt;br /&gt;One song, we get capes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;It's the mob song. The capes cost $45 apiece.&lt;br /&gt;Costuming for the show cost $9000.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...so, that's all I have to say. As soon as I know what I'm going to be in "Be Our Guest" I'll tell you all about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-2478825393479915389?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/2478825393479915389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=2478825393479915389' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/2478825393479915389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/2478825393479915389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2010/01/disney-smut-sex-or-sfx.html' title='Disney Smut:  SEX or SFX?'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-6021246508015803507</id><published>2010-01-09T22:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T22:54:18.528-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Bite My Tongue While You Go and Run Your Mouth</title><content type='html'>Today hasn't been a very good day.&lt;br /&gt;Lots of family drama that I can't get into.&lt;br /&gt;I can say that I accidentally deleted my sister's PowerPoint and she got mad, but that was only a couple of hours ago and she made a new one.&lt;br /&gt;The day was a lot worse...&lt;br /&gt;But let's change the subject.&lt;br /&gt;Musical rehearsal was Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;We got through one song.&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, we spent about three hours working on the opening number, Belle.&lt;br /&gt;Then again, we had to bring up some wood to build the set and stuff, so it wasn't a full three hours.&lt;br /&gt;We also got measured for costumes. Unlike last year, when we had to buy our own costume, this year everyone gets at least two costumes (peasant/ dining ware).&lt;br /&gt;We also learned that we have to volunteer four hours to building the set because hardly anyone did last year. I did paint a little and cleaned up a bit, but I probably should have done more.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;Friday:  No school. We had practice tests for PSSAs, and I didn't finish my essay. :(&lt;br /&gt;And today. So far, it's all going down hill.&lt;br /&gt;But as Scarlett O'Hara says in Gone with the Wind, "Tommorrow is another day!..."&lt;br /&gt;I hoping it is.&lt;br /&gt;We finally took down our Christmas tree today. It's been long overdue.&lt;br /&gt;And now there's this commerical on T.V. where this magical spray neutralizes pain by tricking nerve endings with extreme cooling. I don't think it actually works.&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's about it. Peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-6021246508015803507?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/6021246508015803507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=6021246508015803507' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/6021246508015803507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/6021246508015803507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-bite-my-tongue-while-you-go-and-run.html' title='I Bite My Tongue While You Go and Run Your Mouth'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-2093889154754743446</id><published>2009-12-25T17:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T17:17:39.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You're Makin' My Dreams Come True!</title><content type='html'>Two words:  Lip Dub.&lt;br /&gt;If you have no idea what I'm talking about, I'll clue you in.&lt;br /&gt;Go to YouTube. Type in "Making My Dreams Come True" Lip Dub Backwards. You should find a school in Washington, Shorewood or something.&lt;br /&gt;What they did was, in one continuous motion (no real editing) they filmed a music video where students lip sang the song. What's so special about this, you ask?&lt;br /&gt;1. It's one motion. If one person messes up, the whole thing is ruined.&lt;br /&gt;2. They lipsang the song backwards. Basically, they filmed everything going forward, but lip dubbed the song backward. Then, they played the song forward and the video backward so the song matched the words they were singing. How can we tell? Well, balloons un-pop, paper airplanes unfly, and lots of other fun stuff happens.&lt;br /&gt;It's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;A school near mine also did a continuous lip dub to Party in the USA. Type in Hempfield Lip Dub Party in the USA. It should come up.&lt;br /&gt;Well, my Christmas was pretty good. I got a couple of new t-shirts (I have a collection of novelty shirts), a Cuddlee (A generic Snuggie-I like to read and it's hard to read a book and keep my arms warm under the blanket) and some new pajamas, not that I really needed them, but still...I also got a cover for my Ipod, a cellphone case, and other cheap stuff that I needed. I'm pretty happy.&lt;br /&gt;Plus...&lt;br /&gt;There is snow on the ground!! When people think of Pennsylvania in winter, they see snow on the ground, but for the past four years, our Christmases have been green.&lt;br /&gt;There is snow on the ground!!! This is so awesome!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so now it's raining, but still, there's snow. I'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;I hope your Christmases and Hanukahs and Kwanzas and Solstices have been good. Peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-2093889154754743446?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/2093889154754743446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=2093889154754743446' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/2093889154754743446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/2093889154754743446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/12/youre-makin-my-dreams-come-true.html' title='You&apos;re Makin&apos; My Dreams Come True!'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-6393982429752410572</id><published>2009-12-19T15:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T15:30:45.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Christmas is looking very BLUE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;First of all, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I didn't get a part in the musical. I wasn't even considered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;That's what makes me mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I mean, I know I don't have a good voice, but the part I wanted didn't have a good voice, and the person who did get the part doesn't have a good voice. So why wasn't I considered?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I may have to ask Mr. Rozell. But I'll probably chicken out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Second of all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Mr. Rozell is dumb. His cast is stupid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;This sounds racist, but Cody Williams, who is black, is playing Cogsworth the clock in Beauty and the Beast. W.T.F.?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;It's not because of his race, however. It's his height and weight. He is tall and skinny, not short and chubby like Cogsworth should be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And don't get me started on the bitch playing Mrs. Potts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;One of my friends has a beautiful voice and is about the right height and weight to play Mrs. Potts. The girl who got Mrs. Potts told the entire chorus that my friend wasn't trying out for the musical to try to sike my friend out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And she got the part. Bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;So, my Christmas isn't very bright so far, but there's still time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Maybe I can convince Mr. Rozell that, at the end of the musical, to let my little dog Fido run on stage (after all, the footstool becomes the dog). And maybe I can end up with a minor speaking part, like the bookseller in the opening number.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Still... I'm pretty mad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'll be angrier if you guys don't comment. Hint Hint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-6393982429752410572?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/6393982429752410572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=6393982429752410572' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/6393982429752410572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/6393982429752410572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-christmas-is-looking-very-blue.html' title='My Christmas is looking very BLUE'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-3832275608631939693</id><published>2009-12-06T17:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T17:27:36.458-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Our Guest! Be Our Guest! Be Our Guest!</title><content type='html'>Musical practice auditions are tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;We're learning the music for the auditions. I don't know what songs are available, but I hope the song, "Gaston" is one of the audition songs. I want to play the character who sings that song, but you guys don't care about that, since I've mentioned it almost every post. I understand, you guys get tired of me saying the same thing over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;So, for English, we're reading &lt;u&gt;The Scarlet Letter&lt;/u&gt;. Hawthorne is very, very lofty in his writing, but the story itself is pretty good. Anyone read it?&lt;br /&gt;What's on Potato's Christmas list?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pride and Prejudice and Zombies&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sense and Sensibility and Sea Monsters&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Diary of a Wimpy Kid 4:  Dog Days&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it. Three books. Real exciting right?&lt;br /&gt;So, what do all of you want for Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;I like holiday specials. My favorites are Frosty and Rudolf, but I'm starting to like Shrek the Halls. I hate Grandma Got Run Over by a Reindeer.&lt;br /&gt;Which ones do you guys like?&lt;br /&gt;Wow...my life is making me fall asleep. So, if you guys aren't already sleeping, Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-3832275608631939693?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/3832275608631939693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=3832275608631939693' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/3832275608631939693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/3832275608631939693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/12/be-our-guest-be-our-guest-be-our-guest.html' title='Be Our Guest! Be Our Guest! Be Our Guest!'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-7484732521876480689</id><published>2009-11-21T22:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T22:30:20.441-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving is in less than a week!</title><content type='html'>Just thought I should mention that.&lt;br /&gt;So, I actually have a room for the APUS trip. (meaning I won't be put into a room at the last minute because three people need a fourth person to make a four person room).&lt;br /&gt;At least I think I do.&lt;br /&gt;The main reason I don't usually have a room is because I fear rejection and by asking I put myself in line to be rejected, so I don't ask. I have issues.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I don't have three people to room with me on the band trip to Boston.&lt;br /&gt;The schedule...APUS leaves Friday morning and comes back Sunday night. Then, three days of school, followed by the Band trip which comes back Sunday of the next week.&lt;br /&gt;And PSSAs are the first three days before the APUS trip.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I will be having or doing much homework.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;So, what is there to do in Boston?&lt;br /&gt;Well...&lt;br /&gt;mostly we are going to tour the city. We are planning to eat at the Hard Rock Cafe, visit the New England Aquarium, see either the Blue Man Group or Cirque du S'olei (I butchered the spelling on that), and, the most exciting thing, go on a three-hour tour (a three-hour tour).&lt;br /&gt;Anyone get the reference?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the tour is actually a whale-watch. All those sea-sick will be able to do something else.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I really want to watch water for three hours because, with my luck, I won't see a single whale.&lt;br /&gt;Everything else we do is basically up in the air still, but the trip schedule will be finalized sometime.&lt;br /&gt;My brother's coming home from college next week for Thanksgiving, which is nice.&lt;br /&gt;Except for I'll have to give the big bed in our room back.&lt;br /&gt;My brother and I used to share a room. He, being over six-foot, needed a queen sized bed. I had outgrown my twin sized one, but I could wait a couple more months before he left. The bed has been all mine ever since.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I really don't have much left to say...driving's been okay. I drove to school three times this week, and I'm going out tomorrow, although by the time this post comes through maybe it won't be tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;so, that's about it. Thanks for reading. Peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-7484732521876480689?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/7484732521876480689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=7484732521876480689' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/7484732521876480689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/7484732521876480689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving-is-in-less-than-week.html' title='Thanksgiving is in less than a week!'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-3420732248766501274</id><published>2009-11-11T16:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T16:58:52.965-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Great, Now I Sound Needy.</title><content type='html'>Okay, I didn't know Blogger wasn't registering my posts. That's unfortunate.&lt;br /&gt;I apologize for sounding needy.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;so today I went driving.&lt;br /&gt;That was fun.&lt;br /&gt;My mother has been teaching me, and she was reserving the road in front of my house for a lot later than today because it is busy and dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;She had to go to work. I think you can guess what's going to happen next.&lt;br /&gt;My dad took me driving, since he is unemployed and not looking for a job. He has the time.&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, we were in his truck, which has a black cap on it. You probably know what that is, but if you don't, it's a black top that covers the bed of the truck. So most of my rear-view window was blocked.&lt;br /&gt;Then, after driving on some roads I've already driven on with my mom in her car, I was told to go on another road. It turns out, it was a farm.&lt;br /&gt;We bought hay. Now, my entire rear-view window was blocked.&lt;br /&gt;Crap. Then, we entered the forbidden road and pulled into Tractor Supplies.&lt;br /&gt;Goodie.&lt;br /&gt;After driving with the hay in the back, we finally make a giant loop and come back to the road. I pull off into a parking lot, but my dad has other ideas. We made a loop in the lot and I was forced to go onto the road, with no rear-view window, and drive. I didn't die, but I didn't like it at all.&lt;br /&gt;I hope when all of you start driving or while you are driving now, you don't have to do that.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't fun.&lt;br /&gt;MUSICAL UPDATE!!&lt;br /&gt;I know that in an early post, I said I was similar to Lumiere from Beauty and the Beast.&lt;br /&gt;You may also remember B.V. musical is Beauty and the Beast.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I know what role I want and I have a good chance of getting it not because of talent (because I'm talentless) but because of senority. Basically, Seniors get the leads and Juniors take whatever's left. Good thing I want one of the most minor parts of Beauty and the Beast.&lt;br /&gt;Lefou.&lt;br /&gt;Who is Lefou? You probably know, but if you don't and you've seen the movie, remember the guy with the big nose that hanged around with Gaston, the evil guy?&lt;br /&gt;That's Lefou.&lt;br /&gt;If you still don't know, go on Youtube and type in Gaston. You'll find his only solo song.&lt;br /&gt;It's a fun one.&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all I have. I hope this comes up earlier than other posts. Peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-3420732248766501274?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/3420732248766501274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=3420732248766501274' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/3420732248766501274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/3420732248766501274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/11/great-now-i-sound-needy.html' title='Great, Now I Sound Needy.'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-7049905801354899571</id><published>2009-10-31T22:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T22:24:17.158-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Did I do something wrong?</title><content type='html'>Nobody's been commenting. I'm starting to think I said something or wrote something offensive, and if I did, I'm sorry. I really didn't mean whatever it is I said, but if you at least tell me what's wrong I can try to fix it. I just want to know what I did... :(&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I guess I'm just going to keep writing now.&lt;br /&gt;Umm...&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I thought of something. I'm in Englishfest, which is where you read six books and in May we go to Duquesne University in Pittsburgh and compete in trivia games and stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;The books include Population: 485, Duh!  A History of American Stupidity, an anthology on families that I can't remember the title to, I think there's a book on words, Girl with a Pearl Earring, and, the novel form of my favorite movie of all times.&lt;br /&gt;Forest Gump.&lt;br /&gt;I am still shocked by it. Nothing at all like the movie.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to spoil it if you've never read the book and are going to, but Gump does pot, plays the harmonica, and doesn't live in Green Bow. He lives in Mobile.&lt;br /&gt;And that's the minor stuff. Read the book if you want to read some really, REALLY WEIRD things. It's as good as the movie in a different way.&lt;br /&gt;Once again, whatever I did, I'm sorry. Forgive me. Please?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-7049905801354899571?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/7049905801354899571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=7049905801354899571' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/7049905801354899571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/7049905801354899571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/10/did-i-do-something-wrong.html' title='Did I do something wrong?'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-3027295156170094673</id><published>2009-10-12T20:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T20:49:43.112-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Band Trip Band Trip Where are we going?</title><content type='html'>Well, I have the official announcement!&lt;br /&gt;The BVA High School Band is going to...&lt;br /&gt;*Drum Roll Please*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boston, Massachusetts! I'm excited. It's on my list for American cities I've really wanted to see.&lt;br /&gt;Also on the list include New York-APUS Trip!, D.C., Raleigh, San Diego, St. Louis, and Austin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our band has one little problem:  What is there in Boston? Well...&lt;br /&gt;Boston Cream Pie, Boston Terriers, Boston Massacre, Boston Tea Party, Boston Harbor...&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone ever been there? Can anyone tell me what is there to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else have I done recently? Oh yeah, the Rennasance Festival! What's better than walking around a muddy acre of land looking at ancient weapons and clothing and seeing many of your friends speaking a very dirty British accent? Nothing! Basically, a group of my friends went to see the Renassance Festival. We looked at swords and I kinda like this small dagger that was only ten dollars but I'm not eighteen so I couldn't buy it. Then we looked around the costume shops. Next year, Kelsey, one of the girls in the group, is planning on making everyone a costume to wear. I haven't made any definate decisions yet, but if she is going to make us costumes, I want to celebrate my Scottish heritage by wearing a blue kilt. Yes, a man skirt. But so many guys were wearing kilts, it looks kinda fun. Also, I saw these raccoon tail things and I kinda want one. Kelsey says she can make them because she attends anime conventions, but I don't know if she says that stuff so she doesn't disappoint anyone. I doubt that, but that thought came into my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Later in the day, we went to a cross roads where there was knife throwing, star throwing, and axe throwing. I was looking over at the knife throwing girl, and she was really good. I was impressed. Then she started to turn, and I thought I recognized her, and then she fully turned.&lt;br /&gt;And waved to me.&lt;br /&gt;I knew her all right.&lt;br /&gt;So we went over and threw some knives. I didn't make any stick in the board, but she still gave me a sticker. That was nice.&lt;br /&gt;Then I went and got some chicken salad in a bread bowl. It was pretty good. Then we watched the joust. Our side lost, but that's okay. It was funny listening to all the drunks cheering behind us. Scary, but funny.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone ever been to a Rennasance Festival?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-3027295156170094673?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/3027295156170094673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=3027295156170094673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/3027295156170094673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/3027295156170094673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/10/band-trip-band-trip-where-are-we-going.html' title='Band Trip Band Trip Where are we going?'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-3477971381014084235</id><published>2009-10-04T12:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T13:35:25.639-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't want to do my Mythology homework.</title><content type='html'>so I'll do this quiz. Thanks, Jayce! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;TV/Movie Characters I Relate To:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.Bernard- Death of a Salesman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm the dorky worryer who nobody seems to listen to but probably should.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Lumiere- Beauty and the Beast&lt;a href="http://www.nedgallagher.com/journal/lumiere.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 88px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 90px" alt="" src="http://www.nedgallagher.com/journal/lumiere.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very, very eccentric, love to sing, love to chase featherdusters-BTW, Our high school musical this year is Beauty and the Beast, and I really want to play Lumiere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. George Banks- Father of the Bride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm such a klutz, always tripping, getting into weird situations, being very sarcastic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Chandler Bing- Friends&lt;a href="http://blog.searchenginewatch.com/chandler.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 71px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 95px" alt="" src="http://blog.searchenginewatch.com/chandler.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once again, sarcasm. Also Daddy-issues, odd fears, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Travel Destinations on My List&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1. Melbourne, Australia- I love the animals and the whole relaxed atmosphere of Australia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Auckland, New Zealand- Such lovely views, and sheep!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. New York City- It just seems such a magical place- (Must be the Chandler in me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Chicago- I really don't know why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hit Shuffle on Ipod-What three songs play?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1. The Lion Sleeps Tonight- Lion King Soundtrack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Build Me Up Buttercup-the Temptations- Love this song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Kryptonite- Three Doors Down- Love this song too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Daily Must Haves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1. Stress- I live on stress, it makes me work harderer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Books- I have to read something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Alone time- I just want to relax.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Things I'm Confused About&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Religion- Sins, Forgiveness, Hell, the Bible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Relationships- My sister &amp;amp; her boyfriend?, my crushes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me- lets leave it at that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;3 Random DVDs I Have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1. Once on this Island- BVA's edition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Spaceballs- This movie makes me laugh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Oliver Twist- I'm not sure why&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;3 Things I Wish I'd Known Earlier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1. I don't have to be perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I can't really sing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I should open up to people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;If I HAD to date a celebrity, it would probably be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hmmm...Dakota Fanning's in my age group...Emma Roberts is kinda dorky but cute...Maybe Lily from How I Met Your Mother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;If I WAS a celebrity, what would I be famous for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hopefully it would be acting, but maybe a celebrity photographer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;If I could tweek my blog, I'd probably...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Get a different background-maybe a picture of a potato...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If anyone would like to take this quiz, I tag You!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-3477971381014084235?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/3477971381014084235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=3477971381014084235' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/3477971381014084235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/3477971381014084235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-dont-want-to-do-my-mythology-homework.html' title='I don&apos;t want to do my Mythology homework.'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-5828209214394644021</id><published>2009-09-21T19:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T19:22:22.841-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Luma Luma, Oh, Oh, You've Got to Go!</title><content type='html'>Okay, so the actualy lyrics are Louie Louie, but still, either way, the song works.&lt;br /&gt;Confused?&lt;br /&gt;The Lumaluma is an Australian God who was known to crash random feasts, eat 'til his heart was content, and then jump back into the sea in the form of a whale. Yeah...mythology is kinda weird.&lt;br /&gt;Still, isn't it fun to say?&lt;br /&gt;Luma luma luma luma luma luma.&lt;br /&gt;I have too much time on my hands.&lt;br /&gt;So, I have a new project. Chain reaction Contraption. We have to make a machine that builds buildings. Yeah...it's gonna be hard.&lt;br /&gt;So, that's about all that's happening in my life, although DWTS starts tonight. I'm a little skeptical of this season, though. It doesn't seem all that good. Oh well...it beats doing homework.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-5828209214394644021?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/5828209214394644021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=5828209214394644021' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/5828209214394644021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/5828209214394644021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/09/luma-luma-oh-oh-youve-got-to-go.html' title='Luma Luma, Oh, Oh, You&apos;ve Got to Go!'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-3606585539047694736</id><published>2009-09-13T17:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T18:09:17.991-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bark Bark Bark Bark Bark</title><content type='html'>We're dog-sitting.&lt;br /&gt;It's my Mom's boss' dog. His name is Zeus.&lt;br /&gt;He won't stop barking. :&lt;(&lt;br /&gt;In other news...&lt;br /&gt;we made hoagies yesterday. That was so much fun. You guys should do it sometime.&lt;br /&gt;Wake up at six to go into your high school at seven, put meat and cheese on bread over and over and over for thousands of hoagies, then add dressing packets and lettuce in little baggies, twist it up, put on a sticker and repeat. And repeat. And repeat.&lt;br /&gt;Fundraising.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's okay though because we are probably going to Tennessee this year, although this isn't confirmed. :&lt;[&lt;br /&gt;For my birthday I got a used Ipod Classic. It's got some good songs on it and some not so good songs on it. :&lt;]&lt;br /&gt;I got my learner's permit. That's right: Potato's goin' drivin'. :&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;And for the best news of the day: For the APUS trip, we're going to New York! :&lt;}&lt;br /&gt;So...my question...has anyone ever been there? What's it like???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-3606585539047694736?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/3606585539047694736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=3606585539047694736' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/3606585539047694736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/3606585539047694736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/09/bark-bark-bark-bark-bark.html' title='Bark Bark Bark Bark Bark'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-407639539875956460</id><published>2009-09-05T14:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T15:15:33.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hate School (Then Again, Who Doesn't?)</title><content type='html'>Okay, so my classes aren't &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; bad, but they will be pretty soon. I start the day struggling to remember a language not that familiar to me:  Spanish. Senora Giannamore is nice and tries to help us, but still, I'm in a foggy haze in the mornings. Then I move on to Physics with Mr. Grice. Slightly crazed, yes. Still, the year will be fun, if I can just finish making his book cover. Yes, we have to make a book cover for our Physics book. No store bought allowed! Then I have Math Lab (a study hall that lets people with math problems work on those), Gym, and Physics Lab for the next period, depending on the day. I'm scared about Gym because our gym teacher, Mr. Toth, is kinda a little too laid back. For example, if I was to not bring swimming trunks for gym, instead of sitting by the pool writing a report, he would let me swim in my underwear. Oh Gosh...(Sorry, I realize I take the Lord's name in vain too much, so I'll try to stop myself.) Then, I move on to Mythology which is an ultimate slacker class and is really boring. Next, lunch. Goodie for me.&lt;br /&gt;In the afternoon, my A.P. classes take place. I have A.P.U.S. History (some schools abbreaviate it APUSH), followed by A.P. English and A.P. Calc. I end the day with band. This is gonna be a hard year. In addition to all these classes, I have added other activities, which include Quiz Bowls, Englishfest (a reading competition), Forensics (a speech club), Robotics (a new club that makes killer robots!!!), and, hopefully, the school play. This year is the tenth anniversary (I think) of B.V.A.'s first play, so, naturally, we are redoing that first play. It's See How They Run. If you look it up, I'm auditioning for the part of Lionel or for the Bishop. Will I get it? No. I'm just a short, long haired, naisely voiced pipspueak, hence why I have never put a video post up. That's okay, though. I'm going to do my best. Wish me luck! Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-407639539875956460?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/407639539875956460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=407639539875956460' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/407639539875956460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/407639539875956460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-hate-school-then-again-who-doesnt.html' title='I Hate School (Then Again, Who Doesn&apos;t?)'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-2270125756336545674</id><published>2009-08-29T20:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T21:02:26.927-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We've A New Canine-American!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry if you've never seen The Cat in the Hat movie, but Canine-American is in it. Wait for the Cat to act like a hippie and get Alec Baldwin to sign a petition. Don't ask...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, we originally got him for Christmas two years ago, but we weren't allowed to keep him so we gave him to my grandfather. A week later, my grandfather had a stroke. He's doing a lot better now, but my grandmother can't take care of the dog, sorry, Canine-American, so now he's back with us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's a rat terrier/pug mix, but he mostly looks like a terrier. He's bottom teeth stick out a little bit, and his eyes are definately pug eyes, so I think he's cute. When I take a picture of him it will end up on this blog. Yes I have made promises to put stuff of here before, but this will be on here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also am activating my new Tracfone today. Here's a picture.&lt;a href="http://www.phonedog.com/r/c/12522-7823-167-175-250x275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 108px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 119px" alt="" src="http://www.phonedog.com/r/c/12522-7823-167-175-250x275.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, that's about it for now. School starts in two days. So...I guess I'm done. Peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-2270125756336545674?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/2270125756336545674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=2270125756336545674' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/2270125756336545674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/2270125756336545674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/08/weve-new-canine-american.html' title='We&apos;ve A New Canine-American!'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-4457525583790478778</id><published>2009-08-20T22:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T22:15:56.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so tired...</title><content type='html'>Pennsylvania sunshine is not fun.&lt;br /&gt;We have to march on a blacktop, learning drill and doing the same moves over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;Marching Band is hard.&lt;br /&gt;But that's okay.&lt;br /&gt;Now to answer or comment on the comments in the previous post.&lt;br /&gt;To Jillian:&lt;br /&gt;I have one brother, older, and one sister, younger. I'm the middle child.&lt;br /&gt;To S.S.:&lt;br /&gt;You're lucky to go to school so late. And I think that it's funny the word verification is Dead Doll.&lt;br /&gt;To Mario:&lt;br /&gt;You read Pride and Prejudice and Zombies?!! Tell me how it is. I saw it in the bookstore a couple weeks ago and I thought about buying it but instead I bought my Official summer reading book The Glass Menagerie.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...that's about it in my world. Oh wait:  I'm making a Potter Puppet Pals video to the song Celebrity by Brad Paisley. When it's done I'll give you the link.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-4457525583790478778?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/4457525583790478778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=4457525583790478778' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/4457525583790478778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/4457525583790478778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-so-tired.html' title='I&apos;m so tired...'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-7977263735630576798</id><published>2009-08-16T20:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T20:45:09.097-04:00</updated><title type='text'>School Doesn't Start 'Til August 31!</title><content type='html'>Well, at least for me. I'm sorry everybody who has to go to school before then.&lt;br /&gt;Still, it gives me time to do some serious reading. In addition to the summer reading assignment, I am currently attempting to read seven books in a fortnight (two weeks). Let's just say that &lt;em&gt;'Salem's Lot&lt;/em&gt; is taking way too long. Curse Steven King... Other books on my Read-a-Thon are &lt;em&gt;The Running Man, Return to the Twilight Zone, London Bridges, Different Seasons, Gerald's Game, &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;Insomnia&lt;/em&gt;. These are really big books and I don't think I'm going to make it.&lt;br /&gt;By the way, this is the highlight of my summer. I mean, I did go to the HOBY thing and that was fun, but the rest of the summer was pretty boring. So what was my plan to change that?&lt;br /&gt;I went to a flea market.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so there is a lot of dusty junk at the flea market, but sometimes I'll find some good book deals. I visited a lady who sells a whole bunch of books, and I picked up King's &lt;em&gt;Insomnia&lt;/em&gt;. Then, after my sister picked up a forty dollar (40) Coach purse that she says is real, I walked over to another guy selling books and I found the most amazing deal: Six books for five dollars! Now I have seven books that I paid seven dollars for. (&lt;em&gt;Insomnia&lt;/em&gt; costed two bucks)&lt;br /&gt;All last week and all this week I have band camp. Our show, as I have mention, is a James Bond theme. So far, we have one song that we can play and march to at the same time. We are currently working on the Ballad section of the show, to the tune Vesper from Casino Royale. It's a pretty song. Our opener, the only song we have, is the main Bond theme. And finally, the closer, Live and Let Die, is basically non-existant.&lt;br /&gt;This is random, but if you want to see my crazy brother singing HSM 2 on a bus, go to YouTube and search for APUS Trip to Baltimore/D.C. You will see a bunch of fishes in the aquarium, so don't be alarmed. Just let it load. He sings at the end. Enjoy your last days of summer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-7977263735630576798?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/7977263735630576798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=7977263735630576798' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/7977263735630576798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/7977263735630576798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/08/school-doesnt-start-til-august-31.html' title='School Doesn&apos;t Start &apos;Til August 31!'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-6256613169439482112</id><published>2009-08-02T18:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T18:25:22.923-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday is Next Month</title><content type='html'>Yes it is, gentle readers. So if you want to send me presents, I suggest you send them to this address-&lt;br /&gt;yeah, like I'm &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; going to tell you where I live.  And I'm not planning to tell you exactly when, so if you want to play "Guess Potato's Birthday" go ahead.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've noticed that we're all starting to use blogs as ways to novel. Is that wrong? No. Was I wrong for thinking I was original? Yes. I think it's a great idea and I think it's great that everyone is doing this. I just didn't know so many teens wanted to write novels. It just goes to show that not every teen is into making YouTube videos involving them hurting themselves doing stupid stunts. Go TEENS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;On another note, sorry about the last post. I reread it and realized I confused myself when reading it, so sorry.&lt;br /&gt;BTW...has anyone seen the YouTube video for The Easter Bunny Hates You? Basically a guy in a Easter Bunny costume beats up people. The first time I watched it I laughed hysterically because I was only an eighth grader, but now that I watch it it seems not as funny...although it still made me chuckle. I don't know...am I just messed up?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-6256613169439482112?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/6256613169439482112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=6256613169439482112' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/6256613169439482112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/6256613169439482112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-birthday-is-next-month.html' title='My Birthday is Next Month'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-601620786313302325</id><published>2009-07-27T22:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T22:42:55.521-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You Spin Me 'Round 'Round Baby 'Round 'Round</title><content type='html'>Like a Record Baby!&lt;br /&gt;LOL...this song is from The Wedding Singer...it's also from the band Dead or Alive.&lt;br /&gt;Does it sound familiar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You spin my head right 'round right 'round when you go down!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes...Low Rida stole the song and made his twist on it. So did Jessica Simpson, but...let's not go there...&lt;br /&gt;I guess I shouldn't be surprised. I do it too! Steal songs and twist them around...yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He wears jerseys. I wear T-shirts. He's the full-back and I'm here in the bleachers. &lt;/em&gt;Sorry Taylor Swift.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Taylor Swift, you know, she's grown on me as an artist. Her first four songs (Tim McGraw, Teardrops on My Guitar, Our Song, Picture to Burn) were not very good in my opinion. But Should've Said No was fun to listen to and I sing along to it. Her last three (from her album Fearless) are some of my favorites. Also, I liked her on CSI. Too bad she dies...oops. If you want to see her, she's on the episode Turn, Turn, Turn. Sorry for the spoilerer. Okay...that was one weird post. That's okay...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-601620786313302325?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/601620786313302325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=601620786313302325' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/601620786313302325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/601620786313302325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-spin-me-round-round-baby-round.html' title='You Spin Me &apos;Round &apos;Round Baby &apos;Round &apos;Round'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-8955211224467699237</id><published>2009-07-23T22:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T22:32:48.164-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Siblings and I are Playing a Game</title><content type='html'>We're trying to name all of the TMZ people. As of now, we have:&lt;br /&gt;Harvey, the host.&lt;br /&gt;Kelley, the blond in front.&lt;br /&gt;Max, the guy with long blond hair&lt;br /&gt;Kristi, the girl with strait long brown hair who has her own cubicle,&lt;br /&gt;and Charles, the African-American guy who sometimes writes on the board.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so if you guys know any more, please tell me. We would greatly appreciate it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on...I'll admit it. I'm watching SYTYCD. If you aren't sure what that is, watch Fox. Anywho, I'm rooting for Evan...all my other favorites have been kicked off. I always pick the losers in reality shows. My favorite American Idols were Allison and Anoop, and neither won. My favorite Dancing with the Stars Stars were Steve-O and Ty Murray, but they got kicked off.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just not a lucky person, but that's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'll get to see Orphan anytime soon...unless it comes to the dollar movie theater with the ripped seats and popcorn and who knows what all over the floor. Then again, that's some good cheap popcorn with lots of saturated fat (you can never have too much butter!) I can't wait...I generally hate horror movies, but anymore, horror movies loose the horror a bit. I mean, I saw that movie, When a Stranger Calls, and it was pretty lame. Then again, I knew the plot because it's based on an urban legend, but whatever...it still wasn't exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if I see it anytime soon, I'll give you a review. Until then, peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-8955211224467699237?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/8955211224467699237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=8955211224467699237' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/8955211224467699237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/8955211224467699237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-siblings-and-i-are-playing-game.html' title='My Siblings and I are Playing a Game'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-896021675513778814</id><published>2009-07-14T23:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T23:50:20.220-04:00</updated><title type='text'>If Ur a Guy, Drop the "E"</title><content type='html'>I was typing something for my summer reading assignment, and I learned something interesting today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you are a guy and you are talking about the girl you are engaged to, she is your fiancee (yes, there is an accent on the first e)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you are a girl and you are talking about the guy you are engaged to, he is your fiance (yes, there is an accent on the e)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know why but I found that so wierd. I just thought you guys might like to know about that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I've been thinking about a lot of stuff, mostly my future. I have all sorts of crazy dreams, such as being a singer/guitar player in a band, learning to ballroom dance, becoming a veterinarian, etc. Sometimes I don't know why I dream of doing all of this. Basically the only one of those I can actually accomplish is the vet thing, but still...I feel like I'm wasting my life. I see all these teens going on reality shows like American Idol and America's Got Talent and I'm just doing nothing here at home. It makes me sad :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other news, I really want to see that new movie Orphan. Does anyone else think it looks good? &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://z.about.com/d/horror/1/0/T/n/-/-/Orphanposter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-896021675513778814?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/896021675513778814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=896021675513778814' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/896021675513778814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/896021675513778814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/if-ur-guy-drop-e.html' title='If Ur a Guy, Drop the &quot;E&quot;'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-7795853674912768682</id><published>2009-07-13T23:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T23:52:13.964-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Everybody!</title><content type='html'>I'm so bored and I don't really have anything left to say.&lt;br /&gt;Well, maybe the marching band isn't working out very good. The percussion can't march and the saxophones won't take things seriously (okay, one of them). The music is really hard and I'm afraid we won't be able to make it work. I guess a James Bond show was a little too ambitious. That's okay. I'm going to be optomistic and say that we will do pull it off. If there is a video I'll try to put it up on here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-7795853674912768682?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/7795853674912768682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=7795853674912768682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/7795853674912768682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/7795853674912768682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/hey-everybody.html' title='Hey Everybody!'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-4960831894026294215</id><published>2009-07-04T19:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T19:17:46.338-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An Old Friend Returns (Sort of)</title><content type='html'>Well, for all of you who responded to my last post, Thank you *starts to tear up* you guys are just awesome, and I'm really trying and I think I'm starting to make it work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Krosemarie has returned to blogging, although this might not be news but to me this is important. Everyone, give her a big group hug! *starts the group hug despite the obvious limitation of the computer screen* I do have one negative thing to say...I can't blog on your new blog Krosemarie! I really wanted to say that your poem is so beautiful but I guess now you know. Okay then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it tragic that four celebrities died in one week? By now we all know Ed McMahon, Farrah Fawcett, Michael Jackson and Billy Mays have all passed on. I don't understand it. So this is my memorial to them, sort of. Say a brief prayer if you want for each of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a weird change of pace, but I hope everyone is having a nice Fourth of July today. Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-4960831894026294215?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/4960831894026294215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=4960831894026294215' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/4960831894026294215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/4960831894026294215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/old-friend-returns-sort-of.html' title='An Old Friend Returns (Sort of)'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-481781072093239407</id><published>2009-06-28T21:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T21:54:40.643-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I nearly died...</title><content type='html'>My brother had an awesome graduation party last night, with lots of food and a volley ball net. At the end of the night, there was a giant bonfire and we roasted marshmallows and made smores. They were very good. Finally, my brother started to light fireworks, and, for the most part, it was pretty safe. Unfortunately, one of the fireworks started to lean over...and over...and over...and over...&lt;br /&gt;Finally, one of the fireballs came flying at a small group of us. It went to the right of the group, but I was the farthest right in the group, so the fire ball came within two feet of me. We ran and laughed about when we were safely far away, but still...&lt;br /&gt;Now I feel this was a warning. I have a fear of death because I've done and currently am doing some things that God frowns upon, so I'm scared I'm going to h***. I asked God that if I am currently destined for eternal d***nation, show me some fire imagery. This firework was a warning, and now I'm scared. I want to change and I am really going to try. I'm going to be a good Christian. Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-481781072093239407?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/481781072093239407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=481781072093239407' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/481781072093239407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/481781072093239407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-think-i-nearly-died.html' title='I think I nearly died...'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-8142966423781477690</id><published>2009-06-21T22:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T23:13:04.310-04:00</updated><title type='text'>O-U-T-S-T-A-N-D-I-N-G OUT-OUT-OUTSTANDING!</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone, I've come back from the Hugh O'Brien Youth Leadership Workshop, or HOBY. Basically, a bunch of people in your state gather together, one per school or club, and you do a volunteer project and cheer a lot and all sorts of other fun stuff. There's at least one HOBY Seminar in each state, so if you have the chance to do it, do it.&lt;br /&gt;All you have to do is be selected by your school. You have to have finished your sophomore year of high school. That's about it unless your school does something different. It's a good  opportunity to meet people all across the state.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, if you hate cheering or cheerleaders, don't go. There is so much cheering really early in the morning. It is not fun. Still, I'd do it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sad it's over! I got to do so much stuff. I toured the Heinz factory. (For those who have no idea what Heinz is, you probably do, but still, it's the biggest ketchup brand in Pittsburgh). We got to sample a Heinz product (It was a Smart Choice Peanut Butter Cup Sundae, MMMM!). Also, we had to do a volunteer project, but our group basically had a scavenger hunt in a college bookstore to find how many of a certain item there was. That's really all we did. Still, you learn a lot, and I hope I can find my way back to HOBY by joining the Junior Staff (They kinda lead the little groups). Oh, by the way, the post title is one of the most common cheers. Anytime something was good, we had to sing this chant. It got really old after three days of cheering. So please, please don't include the word outstanding in any comment for the next few days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-8142966423781477690?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/8142966423781477690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=8142966423781477690' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/8142966423781477690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/8142966423781477690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/06/o-u-t-s-t-n-d-i-n-g-out-out-outstanding.html' title='O-U-T-S-T-A-N-D-I-N-G OUT-OUT-OUTSTANDING!'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-7478579222616160041</id><published>2009-06-14T21:12:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T17:49:44.892-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Story Tag Rules and the First Story</title><content type='html'>Here's how it works. I'll write a little story with a cliff hanger ending. Whoever I tag will have to continue the story on their blogs. They will then tag someone else who will continue the story. We are trying to get the story through as many blogs as we can. Here's are some other rules:&lt;br /&gt;1. You cannot edit another person's story. You can't change the events that previously happened; just work with the story.&lt;br /&gt;2. Include the blog address of the person that you tag. That way, we can follow the story too.&lt;br /&gt;3. If the person you tag has no idea what story tag is, please direct them to this post.&lt;br /&gt;4. Have fun and be creative, but please end with a cliff hanger so that the next person can pick up with the story. I hope that cleared a few things up. Now for the first story. (If anyone thinks it's stupid, just post. Someone else can start it, just as long as we are in agreement.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanzel and Gretel were walking through the woods one day. Their dead beat dad decided it would save him a little cash to leave the kids in the forest and let them die. His only problem was convincing the kids to join him for a little walk.&lt;br /&gt;"Hey kids, wanna go for a walk?"&lt;br /&gt;"Umm, Dad, we're fifteen-year-old kids. We want to stay home and listen to our iPods."&lt;br /&gt;"But your brother Olaf wants to go, Gretel, don' you Olaf?"&lt;br /&gt;"I wanna go-go! I wanna go-go!" Olaf, Hanzel and Gretel's 2-year-old brother, raised his arms in the air, begging to be picked up. He was 80 pounds, extremely obese, and he was the reason the family was in debt; Olaf raised their food bills greatly.&lt;br /&gt;"Seriously, Dad. Olaf is a two-year-old. He agrees to anything. Olaf, are you an idiot?"&lt;br /&gt;"I-DEE-AH! I-DEE-AH!"&lt;br /&gt;"See what I mean?"&lt;br /&gt;"Hanzel, stop being so negative. Do what your little brother wants to do for once."&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah Hanzel."&lt;br /&gt;"Shut up, Gretel!"&lt;br /&gt;And now, thanks to lumply little Olaf, who was following behind them, eating the flowers and smelling bark, the twins were stuck in the woods. Luckily, their dad gave them some bread to eat, hoping birds would peck at them, killing them for the bread. Hanzel and Gretel ripped pieces of bread and made a fun little trail to lead them back to their cottage. When they finally ran out of bread, the twins decided it was time to head back. They looked behind them, and found...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAG, SPASTIC!     &lt;a href="http://www.thenotebookofaspazz.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.thenotebookofaspazz.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; (Sorry if anyone is sad I didn't pick them. It's nothing personal; it's just that we all follow Spastic, so there's a chance you will be picked next. If not, sorry, but it probably will get to you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i2.bebo.com/024b/7/small/2007/07/15/19/10595278a4982443410s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px" alt="" src="http://i2.bebo.com/024b/7/small/2007/07/15/19/10595278a4982443410s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i2.bebo.com/024b/7/small/2007/07/15/19/10595278a4982443410s.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-7478579222616160041?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/7478579222616160041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=7478579222616160041' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/7478579222616160041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/7478579222616160041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/06/story-tag-rules-and-first-story.html' title='Story Tag Rules and the First Story'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-8333621310809396328</id><published>2009-06-12T20:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T21:01:05.023-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So much to say...</title><content type='html'>I haven't said much in a while, but I have a little to say now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm mad because the section leaders didn't show up to the first rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored because of my summer reading. I've finished it in the first day, but now I have to write about it. It's the Tennessee Williams' play, &lt;u&gt;The Glass Menagerie&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy just because I've caught up reading everyone's blogs.&lt;br /&gt;My dad decided it would be a good idea to tear up the kitchen floor and put in new stuff. I'll try to get a pix of it, but I don't know if I will. We are his workers, but we aren't getting paid. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be off to a college for four days next week. It's for some Youth Leadership thingy. I'm kinda excited.&lt;br /&gt;I realize I haven't exactly followed my new year's resolution this year, to make a video blog. I think I'll try to make a video post for the next blog.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and this year's half time show is James Bond. Hmmm...that's all. Oh wait!&lt;br /&gt;I had an idea for a blogging game a long while back, Story Tag. Basically, someone starts a story and then they tag someone, who then tags someone and soforth. Basically, we expand our blogging horizons and "meet" new people. Anyone game?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-8333621310809396328?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/8333621310809396328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=8333621310809396328' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/8333621310809396328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/8333621310809396328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-much-to-say.html' title='So much to say...'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-5098858392389172984</id><published>2009-06-02T11:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T11:58:32.941-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I didn't make section leader...</title><content type='html'>but your support turned my frown upside down!!!!!!!!!!! Thanks everybody! *gives everyone a big pretend air hug* This is why i love blogging. You make so many friends.&lt;br /&gt;My brother is going to Kent State, which is four hours away. It's pretty sad but he'll be home for the holidays (we have big meals of turkey, ham and other fun stuff, depending on the holiday). I'm sure the same will be with your sister, S.S. (Can I abbreviate?) People always come home to their families. Besides, the college year is a lot shorter than a high school year (at least for my brother) so they'll be home more often then we think.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm also happy because for me today is the first day of summer vacation! Whohooo! Okay, so i had to go to school for an hour, whatever, but I'm so happy!!!&lt;br /&gt;Are you ready for the summer? *sings in a falsetto voice*&lt;br /&gt;Once again, thanks for the support. It is appreciated. Peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-5098858392389172984?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/5098858392389172984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=5098858392389172984' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/5098858392389172984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/5098858392389172984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-didnt-make-section-leader.html' title='I didn&apos;t make section leader...'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-1652046023595618335</id><published>2009-05-30T18:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T18:38:28.199-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe I Shouldn't Have Recommended Misery</title><content type='html'>It is nothing against you guys. It is King's best book I think, but there are some not so nice parts to the book...I don't want to ruin it, but if you don't like Gory or graphic things, don't read it. Yeah...if you're okay with that, then go ahead. It's a good book.&lt;br /&gt;So there are a couple of things to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm in the running for being the trumpet section leader for next year. Basically, I would be the leader of the trumpets. There are two other people trying out so I don't know who will get it. He (our band director Mr. Surovchak) will tell us Monday.&lt;br /&gt;2. My brother is gradutating high school. Wow...he is one of my best friends :(&lt;br /&gt;3. All my finals are over!!!! Free periods for the rest of the days! We are watching Forrest Gump in World Cultures to make up not covering between WWII and the present.&lt;br /&gt;4. My friends are trying to convince a teacher to start, get this, a zombie survival club. We would talk about surviving zombie attacks, watch zombie movies, and play zombie themed video games. Sounds stupid? Well, I think I'm going to join. I've heard from a little birdie that ham radio club may be canceled do to lack of interest, and i, being a member, think that a unit on ham radio could help in Zombie Club. After all, we need as many ways to keep in touch as possible. And the ham radio teacher is in his own Zombie Survival Club which is actually a ham radio club. yeah!&lt;br /&gt;5. Last one, I promise: our school has a new fad that started a week ago. Several students bought BVA Lacross shirts. Why is that weird? We don't have a lacross team. It's a big fake, and other groups are starting to do the same. I'm going to try to get a lacross shirt, and I'm definately getting a rugby shirt. So yay to new fads!!!! Remember goldfish swallowing? that was in the seventies, so even I don't remember that.&lt;br /&gt;That's what I've been doing these past few days. Peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-1652046023595618335?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/1652046023595618335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=1652046023595618335' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/1652046023595618335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/1652046023595618335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/05/maybe-i-shouldnt-have-recommended.html' title='Maybe I Shouldn&apos;t Have Recommended Misery'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-1319500004439825578</id><published>2009-05-24T21:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T22:11:49.739-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I am the Pumpkin King!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Nawwww...but I did just watch Nightmare Before Christmas. My brother thinks it's stupid, but I like it. The only thing...it's on my Kingdom Hearts II Game, (it's one of the worlds-don't ask), and I don't think it should be. Kingdom Hearts is a game where you travel to different Disney movies and fight monsters. Halloweentown is one of the worlds...and yet, isn't the Nightmare Before Christmas a Tim Burton movie? I guess people associate it with Disney because it is very Disney-esque. Still, it is a lot better than most Disney movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of Disney movies, did you know that there is a new Disney princess? Her movie, &lt;em&gt;The Princess and the Frog&lt;/em&gt;, will be released later this year. Her name is Tiana. Now, I don't think I'm racist, but the Disney movie is set in the bayou and is really predominately African-American. I think Disney is exploting the sterotypes surrounded with African Americans and Louisianna. I just really hate Disney. I don't plan on seeing it, unless for some reason I get a girlfriend in the next couple months and she wants to go see it, but I'm not really looking so that's not going to happen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, yeah, that's about all I wanted to say. It wasn't much, but still. Oh yeah, I have my English final. She gave us a 100 word study guide and told us we have to recall these words to do a 97 point fill in the blank portion of a 170 point final. Yeah...sigh...sighs even louder...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, I'm reading Misery by Steven King. I wasn't much of a fan until this book. It's good so far. I've also read &lt;u&gt;Christine&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;Pet Sematary&lt;/u&gt;, and &lt;u&gt;Cujo&lt;/u&gt;. They've slowly gotten better, but I haven't been impressed. Christine's plot was unbelievable (a car cannot restore itself), Sematary was stupid (if a baby died, would you run up to him if you saw him days after? I don't think so) and Cujo wasn't bad. But I recommend Misery wholly to you, my readers. yes I do. Now, some images.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://solar.physics.montana.edu/munoz/Poor_Opaque_Jack_Skellington.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 123px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 110px" alt="" src="http://solar.physics.montana.edu/munoz/Poor_Opaque_Jack_Skellington.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.divasoulsista.com/images/tiana2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 101px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px" alt="" src="http://www.divasoulsista.com/images/tiana2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-1319500004439825578?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/1319500004439825578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=1319500004439825578' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/1319500004439825578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/1319500004439825578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-pumpkin-king.html' title='I am the Pumpkin King!!!!!'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-1274744380979625710</id><published>2009-05-17T20:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T20:33:17.089-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spinning Dancer'/><title type='text'>Squeak!</title><content type='html'>I listened to the funniest and best song in the world today...Bad Day. I know, it's not funny, but when the squeaky voices of the Chipmunks sing it, it's awesome. If I get an Ipod one of these days I'm going to get it. I don't think I even want the original (that's a lie). So my life as of now is pretty boring, so I have an optical illusion to show you. It's one of my favorites. You can see this girl spinning both clockwise and counterclockwise at the same time! Can you see her spin both ways? &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/2/21/Spinning_Dancer.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px" alt="" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/2/21/Spinning_Dancer.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So yeah that's pretty much it. Thanks for reading this week! Peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/2/21/Spinning_Dancer.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-1274744380979625710?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/1274744380979625710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=1274744380979625710' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/1274744380979625710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/1274744380979625710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/05/squeak.html' title='Squeak!'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-7692876548012427815</id><published>2009-05-15T16:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T17:06:59.927-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Know What 2 Do, 'Cause I'll Never B w/ U</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 122px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 111px" alt="" src="http://images.clipartof.com/small/19258-Clipart-Illustration-Of-A-Sad-Yellow-Smiley-Face-Pouting-And-Crying.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I'd like to thank all of my followers. I haven't really done that in a while. You guys are awesome. I follow all of your blogs, and they crack me up when you want them to be funny or make me depressed when you need to let it all out...I love that. And it makes me kinda sad that I'll never know most of you guys *sniff*. It makes me so sad *tear*. Maybe I shouldn't say never. Maybe we will know each other...someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah, I've meant to say this. Bell of the Bakery, I love your name!!!!! I don't know why, but it makes me smile everytime. I mean, I like everyone else's names, but yours takes the cake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I promise this is the last time I'll ever mention  my other blog/novel thing, but I finally have a followers widget if you want to follow. If not, that's fine. Chapter 2 is done, btw, so if you want to read it, go to &lt;a href="http://www.comatosethenovel.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.comatosethenovel.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;. With the widget, i won't have to tell you guys when I've finished a chapter. Thanks for understanding. Peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-7692876548012427815?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/7692876548012427815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=7692876548012427815' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/7692876548012427815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/7692876548012427815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/05/when-you-cant-find-words-what-do-you.html' title='I Don&apos;t Know What 2 Do, &apos;Cause I&apos;ll Never B w/ U'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-8860865923098041764</id><published>2009-05-10T19:59:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T20:51:03.510-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanks Jayce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eight friends in a House'/><title type='text'>Srry, Jayce, but it looked like Fun...</title><content type='html'>Eight friends...one house...one year...anything can happen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The Guys The Girls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1.Potato 1. KoreyAnne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. Mark 2. Mara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. Corey 3. MaryBeth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. Zach Okay, so there should have been four girls, but oh well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5. Mario &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Four rooms-Four pairs-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Corey &amp;amp; Zach, KoreyAnne &amp;amp; Mara, MaryBeth &amp;amp; Mark, Potato &amp;amp; Mario&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who's singing in the mornin'? Mario or Potato&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who's the mommy and daddy of the group? Mara &amp;amp; Corey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Everyone has candy, who do I get it from? Mark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who got caught making out in the closet? Corey &amp;amp; Mara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who's watching me brush my teeth? Mario&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who ate all the new chips in 20 minutes? Potato &amp;amp; Zach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who hates it in the house? Marybeth-She's the only one in a relationship...I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who took the brand new pair of socks? Corey or Zach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who just swept the dirt under the rug? Potato &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who keeps arguing? Corey and Mara-They tease each other (I think they're gonna date)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who would miss their boyfriend? Marybeth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who started the pillow fight? KoreyAnne or Potato&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What are you watching and who's watching it with you? Mark &amp;amp; Potato are watching Harper's Island-Zach, Potato, Corey &amp;amp; Mark are watching Family Guy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who made the fort in the laundry room? Potato&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who put the plastic wrap on the toilets? Zach &amp;amp; Corey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who turned up the music? Mario or Marybeth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There's a mouse in the house. Who: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;screams? Mara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;jumps in someone's arms? Marybeth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;kills it? All the guys would have to do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who's crying and why? Marybeth &amp;amp; Potato-They can't handle the stress. (Srry Marybeth)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who made the pancakes but almost burned down the house? Potato&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who gets sick of each other fastest? Zach of Potato, Mark of Potato, Potato of Potato&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who's tanning on the roof? Marybeth or Corey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who are the tallest? Marybeth, Corey, Mario&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who are the shortest? Potato, Mara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who's the loudest? Potato&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who's the clown? Zach, Corey, KoreyAnne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who do i go to talk to the most? KoreyAnne or Mark&lt;a href="http://nyrangerhockey.files.wordpress.com/2008/04/big-brother-logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who comes up with stupid ideas? Potato or Zach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who's the first in bed? Potato&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who woke everyone up with pots and pans? Zach on purpose or Potato getting a midnight snack&lt;br /&gt;Who's always dancing? Potato or Mario&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who has my sweater and makes me mad? Mark or Mario&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who slipped on the spilt ice cream? Potato, Mara, Mark, KoreyAnne, Marybeth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who spilt it? Potato or Marybeth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You'll see all this and more, on Big Brother: B.V. Edition...not hosted by Julie Chen (Srry)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thanks for reading! Peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;P.S. Sorry Marybeth, but the only reason who spilt the ice cream was b/c you dropped that one thing in Chemistry and I figure you might have dropped it. Don't B mad! Peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-8860865923098041764?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/8860865923098041764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=8860865923098041764' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/8860865923098041764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/8860865923098041764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/05/srry-jayce-but-it-looked-like-fun.html' title='Srry, Jayce, but it looked like Fun...'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-8274171319896200052</id><published>2009-05-07T21:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T21:55:14.722-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Tempest'/><title type='text'>Mark Wills</title><content type='html'>Mark Wills sings "Don't Laugh at Me". Sorry it took so long 4 me 2 answer u Jayce. Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy today! I finished my stupid Cyrano de Bergerac project. It makes me so happy!&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm sad. I'm not bipolar. We have to read &lt;u&gt;The Tempest&lt;/u&gt; by Shakespeare. It was his last piece before he retired, so he kinda went crazy with it. There are spirits and monsters and crazy royal people running around an island. It is so confusing. This spirit's name is Ariel, so our class was like "cool, the little mermaid. Ariel's a cute little spirit girl." It turns out, Shakespeare made Ariel a boy! That's weird! We thought of a cute red head girl and now its a dude. Oh, but there's a character named after the crab from the little mermaid (Sebastian) but he's evil and wants to kill his brother. It's so messed up. Don't read it. If u have and u liked it, well, I can't stop u, but I don't like it. It's too weird for me. Srry. Peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-8274171319896200052?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/8274171319896200052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=8274171319896200052' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/8274171319896200052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/8274171319896200052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/05/mark-wills.html' title='Mark Wills'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-6900846261496054229</id><published>2009-05-05T19:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T19:27:49.680-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Content Warning</title><content type='html'>No, Jayce, I'm not writing a porno. I'm not sure how graphic I'm going to get with it, so I don't want five year olds stumbling across it reading about a beheading. The only thing, my first chapter, guys are talking in the locker room, so, you know they're going to say &lt;em&gt;something&lt;/em&gt; borderline, but there are no sex scenes. Just some adult talk. No descriptions of anything you can't show on T.V. Yeah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-6900846261496054229?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/6900846261496054229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=6900846261496054229' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/6900846261496054229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/6900846261496054229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/05/content-warning.html' title='The Content Warning'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-2888656331878255829</id><published>2009-05-03T21:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T21:44:42.689-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Baaa-aack!</title><content type='html'>Did you miss me? No, but that's okay. I have a lot of stories to tell and pictures to share, but I'm tired, so maybe my next post.&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 1 has been written, but ladies, be warned-this is a very, umm...sexual chapter? There's no sex scene or anything, but it's teenage guys in a locker room. What do you think they're going to talk about? It's really not all that bad, but still...you can judge.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, btw, if you don't like something in the book, leave a comment and i'll try to change the book to make it better. You probably figured that out, though. Peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.comatosethenovel.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.comatosethenovel.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-2888656331878255829?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/2888656331878255829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=2888656331878255829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/2888656331878255829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/2888656331878255829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-baaa-aack.html' title='I&apos;m Baaa-aack!'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-7689364848313830221</id><published>2009-04-25T14:45:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T17:17:07.318-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog 2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs glowing red'/><title type='text'>It's a Very Very Mad World...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/SfNd1VNC_RI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uuc0fL7SaIU/s1600-h/Ruppy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328705954915745042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/SfNd1VNC_RI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uuc0fL7SaIU/s200/Ruppy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/SfNbdga7QvI/AAAAAAAAADI/zc9-lFilQ1A/s1600-h/A+Red+Puppy.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328703346586632946" style="WIDTH: 1px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/SfNbdga7QvI/AAAAAAAAADI/zc9-lFilQ1A/s200/A+Red+Puppy.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was doing research a couple a minutes ago for a project on our new reading assignment, Cyrano de bergerac. That is why the metamorphosis of potato was short. We quickly went through the novella, The Metamorphosis, and now we're on a play about a guy with a big nose who loves his cousin. It's sweeter than it sounds. Anyway, I'm researching his plume, the feather on his hat, and I found these pics b/c my computer's home page contains interesting news stories. The pup's name is Ruppy, and she's a beagle's clone but w/ the genes of red algae. Hence, she glows in &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/SfNd1fGqBYI/AAAAAAAAADY/IWbpCgBzC0g/s1600-h/A+RED+puppy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328705957573297538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/SfNd1fGqBYI/AAAAAAAAADY/IWbpCgBzC0g/s200/A+RED+puppy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For once, my post title makes sense. What has the world come to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to answer your question about A Seperate Peace, Jayce, it was good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Mario, I'm no dolt. I just figured you wanted to remain anonymous. So there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, I won't be blogging from Wednesday to Sunday. I'm on the band trip to Universal Studios! yeah! Fun!!!!! Sorry to gloat, but I'm excited. I hope everyone has a good week w/o me. What a stupid thing to say; of course you will. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've never been lucky with having a second blog, but, if you guys go to &lt;a href="http://www.comatosethenovel.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.comatosethenovel.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;, you'll see my new second blog. I'm writing a novel. Just a note:  I can't get a Follows gadget. Sorry. Note 2: It's going to be a horror novel, so, if you're not into that, you don't have to read. Peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-7689364848313830221?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/7689364848313830221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=7689364848313830221' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/7689364848313830221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/7689364848313830221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-very-very-mad-world.html' title='It&apos;s a Very Very Mad World...'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/SfNd1VNC_RI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uuc0fL7SaIU/s72-c/Ruppy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-1803995528188755047</id><published>2009-04-21T17:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T18:59:02.024-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Metamorphosis is over...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;yeah, we finished it. The grand test is tomorrow. I've also finished blogging about it. I'm so happy! :) Uh oh, song comin' on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel pretty, oh so pretty, I feel pretty and witty and bright!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry about that (which was I feel pretty from West Side Story). Yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah, wanna see something disturbing? It was on DWTS last night. It's Ty Murray's arms!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5PdmF1ITI/AAAAAAAAACg/BdsP4Hmnn5k/s1600-h/Ty%27s+freakish+arms.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327282779085676850" style="WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5PdmF1ITI/AAAAAAAAACg/BdsP4Hmnn5k/s200/Ty%27s+freakish+arms.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, bullriding did good for him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I'm done. Peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-1803995528188755047?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/1803995528188755047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=1803995528188755047' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/1803995528188755047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/1803995528188755047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/04/metamorphosis-is-over.html' title='The Metamorphosis is over...'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5PdmF1ITI/AAAAAAAAACg/BdsP4Hmnn5k/s72-c/Ty%27s+freakish+arms.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-2167669520565430061</id><published>2009-04-20T18:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T19:02:20.554-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I May Have Failed but I Have Loved You...</title><content type='html'>hello, evrybdy! Just thought i'd leave a post. yeah....so, I don't really know what to say. I just wanted to use that line for the title of one of my posts. It doesn't apply to anything I'm talking about. Nothing really has happened...ummmmmm....oh. If anyone hasn't read The Metamorphosis and wants to watch it instead, just Youtube it and find Karl-Heinz somethingorothers post of the Metamorphosis, Part 1. Yeah, it's not really all that bad. So, yeah, bye!&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Anonymous commenter below, thanks. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-2167669520565430061?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/2167669520565430061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=2167669520565430061' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/2167669520565430061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/2167669520565430061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-may-have-failed-but-i-have-loved-you.html' title='I May Have Failed but I Have Loved You...'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-7881211586002219615</id><published>2009-04-18T17:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T17:28:59.788-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The metamorphosis'/><title type='text'>The Metamorphosis of Potato</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I'm not really changing, but the picture has. We are reading Kafka's The Metamorphis about a guy who turns into a bug. I'm about the only one in my class who likes it, and I don't know why. Maybe because I feel like Kafka himself:  isolated, tortured, belittled, imperfect. I don't know. &lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm alerting you to the change. Hey, did anyone notice I use Well, a lot to begin my sentences. Interesting! Peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-7881211586002219615?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/7881211586002219615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=7881211586002219615' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/7881211586002219615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/7881211586002219615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/04/metamorphosis-of-potato.html' title='The Metamorphosis of Potato'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-333082654970109176</id><published>2009-04-16T20:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T21:07:14.483-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Randomness'/><title type='text'>'Ello, gov'na'!</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry, love, but I'm in a bit of a British mood. Okay, it's passed.&lt;br /&gt;I really don't have anything to talk about. Well...&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Rozelle, our musical director, is considering doing Fiddler on the Roof for next year's high school musical. No, we are not doing HSM. I really want to do this musical, and I really want to play Perchek, the guy that gets sent away that makes Hodell go off to Siberia (if you've never seen it, you won't get it. I suggest renting the movie). Or else, I want to be the christian guy that marries the middle girl, Chavel. Forgive my spellings. Do you know this guys name?&lt;br /&gt;Mario really, really, REALLY wants to do Phantom of the Opera, and so do I...but Rozell HATES it! ??? I don't get it. That's okay. So, I'm going to write the lyrics to one of the songs to end this post.&lt;br /&gt;Sing once again with me...our strange duet...my power over you...grows stronger yet...and though you turn from me...to glance behind...the phan......tom of the opera is there...inside your mind....Duhn duhn duhn duhn duhn...duhn duhn, duhn duhn duhn duhn du.....hn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-333082654970109176?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/333082654970109176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=333082654970109176' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/333082654970109176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/333082654970109176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/04/ello-gov.html' title='&apos;Ello, gov&apos;na&apos;!'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-7671072033024784592</id><published>2009-04-11T20:36:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T20:45:33.024-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><title type='text'>Easter Greetings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.theholidayspot.com/easter/crafts/easter_craft_main.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 339px; height: 306px;" src="http://www.theholidayspot.com/easter/crafts/easter_craft_main.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Easter! I hope everyone has something awesome planned for the break. I don't really have anything. Right now, I'm watching The Ten Commandments on ABC. Tomorrow I'm eating my mom's ham. It is the best ham ever! It's cooking now, and if I could send a smell-igram, I would. So, since their is nothing else to say, Happy Easter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-7671072033024784592?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/7671072033024784592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=7671072033024784592' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/7671072033024784592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/7671072033024784592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-greetings.html' title='Easter Greetings'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-5113987678132690593</id><published>2009-04-10T17:22:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T18:13:03.364-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harper&apos;s Island'/><title type='text'>#50 and it feels so good!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://tvsales.rte.ie/autumn/images/stills/drama_harpers_island.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 471px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px" alt="" src="http://tvsales.rte.ie/autumn/images/stills/drama_harpers_island.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow, post 50. I feel like an old blogger. Hahahahaha! I crack myself up.&lt;br /&gt;Soooooooo...I've found a new show to obese about. On CBS, 10 p.m. on Thursdays, Harper's Island. Basically, a whole mess a people go to this island for a wedding. The Groom's best friend's mother was killed by a serial killer years ago. She (the best friend) finally returned to the island. Yeah, so the whole party was on the boat. This included:&lt;br /&gt;Bride, Groom, Groom's Uncle, Groom's Brother, Bride's Father, Bride's Sister, Sister's Husband, Sister's psycho daughter, four groomsmen, three bridesmaids, and a British guy and his girlfriend who he wants to propose to. Um, they were on a boat, and this guy was underneath inspecting it, and they started the boat...needless to say, one guy's dead. I think this guy is the groom's cousin, b/c he didn't show up at the hotel. The Uncle also dies. He was a little nuts, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone spring break is having as much fun as possible (don't get carried away!). Peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-5113987678132690593?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/5113987678132690593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=5113987678132690593' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/5113987678132690593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/5113987678132690593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/04/50-and-it-feels-so-good.html' title='#50 and it feels so good!'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-8853373341786491694</id><published>2009-04-08T16:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T16:35:14.733-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mask'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Antigone'/><title type='text'>Masked!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We finished reading &lt;u&gt;Antigone&lt;/u&gt;, an ancient Greek play, and now we are putting one of the characters on trial for murder. So, yeah. I'm making a mask for my character, b/c its a bonus assignment and I need the bonus because Mrs. Milinovich is a hard teacher and her test are hard and we hate and and and. I play the Sentry. There are pictures of the Sentry in our book, and he's practically shirtless. Now, I, uh, don't have a six-pack or anything, so I'm going to dress more conservatively. Just so others don't vomit. And my mask is going to have big eyes. (he's a sentry; he's gotta see well). That's what I'll be doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BTW, Jayce, I am a follower, just anonymously. I don't know why. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 95px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.marvel.com/universe3zx/images/thumb/4/4c/Sentry.jpg/440px-Sentry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is the superhero the Sentry. I thought it was a funny pun. Hehehe...maybe not. Peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-8853373341786491694?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/8853373341786491694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=8853373341786491694' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/8853373341786491694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/8853373341786491694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/04/masked.html' title='Masked!'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-8539892379906698903</id><published>2009-04-04T12:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T12:54:27.936-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicken dip'/><title type='text'>Aww...I'm Sorry</title><content type='html'>I really am sorry. People are so stupid some times.&lt;br /&gt;Jayce, don't worry about your picture thing. It's no big deal. I'm not really Mr. Potato Head, but i think you've figured that. You're just as pretty as she is, and since you're eyes are brown, they're like fresh walnuts just fallen from the tree. For all of you who aren't Jayce, don't ask.&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I haven't posted in a while. I just haven't had the time. Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;I'm having chicken dip for lunch. I love chicken dip! All it is is salsa, cheese, and canned chicken. Mmmm!!!!&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm back in school after a five day break (I missed two days for the competition plus Monday we got off) and I'm so confused. It doesn't matter though. I'm all caught up.&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone's been doing well, and i'll try to post more often. Peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-8539892379906698903?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/8539892379906698903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=8539892379906698903' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/8539892379906698903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/8539892379906698903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/04/awwim-sorry.html' title='Aww...I&apos;m Sorry'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-2121926953574716829</id><published>2009-03-28T20:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T20:44:28.560-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cookies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='potaot obession'/><title type='text'>Chocolate Chip and Potatos</title><content type='html'>To answer your question, Jayce, I like chocolate chip cookies better...as long as they're soft. If they are very hard, I would rather have an oatmeal raison. (Everyone I've had has been soft). So soft chocolate chip cookies are my favorite. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My potato obession: You might have to read my very first post. I'll explain anyway. Our English class read &lt;u&gt;All Quiet on the Western Front&lt;/u&gt; and in the book, this guy named Paul (a German soldier in WWI) was making Potato Pancakes (hence the name) for the troops. We had to blog about this. (See &lt;a href="http://www.allquietstudyquestions.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.allquietstudyquestions.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;) Anyway, I decided to stick with a potato theme. I like themes, and I don't like to change them often. So that's my story. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't been able to blog for a while. I've been in Selinsburg, PA (Susquehana University). I had to go for a Forensics competition (Speech and Debate). I lost first round, but I had fun and a lot of great food. Now I leave you with cookies and potatos. Peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.qualitylogoproducts.com/stress-balls/couch-potato-stress-reliever-extralarge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://www.qualitylogoproducts.com/stress-balls/couch-potato-stress-reliever-extralarge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3188/2604379021_7d59765c9f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3188/2604379021_7d59765c9f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-2121926953574716829?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/2121926953574716829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=2121926953574716829' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/2121926953574716829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/2121926953574716829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/03/chocolate-chip-and-potatos.html' title='Chocolate Chip and Potatos'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3188/2604379021_7d59765c9f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-1847707245509486995</id><published>2009-03-22T16:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T16:38:56.079-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='title'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free samples'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haircut'/><title type='text'>A New Title and a Haircut</title><content type='html'>I have a new title for the blog. I just felt like changing. The Buds in A Spud and his Buds are all of you. Yes, you! Thank you for reading what I write.&lt;br /&gt;I've had a bad day today. I got my hair cut, and it's really, really short. It looks like I tried to cut it myself. Oh well, I'll make the best of it.&lt;br /&gt;While I'm thinking of it, I won't be able to blog from Thursday - Saturday of this week. I will be going to a college for a state competition. We have a public speaking type club, and we do dramatic and funny readings. Anyway, I got to go to the State Competition. It's a sorta-funny story.&lt;br /&gt;We went to the qualifier competition, and we were told that two of the categories had few people who showed up, so they were putting all of them in one room. One of which was my category: Humor. When we got to the room, we discovered that Humor and Drama (the other low numbered category) each had two people. And since two people from each category go to States, we discovered that we all were going to states by default. So I'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;I noticed Walmart started serving free samples again. They haven't for a while b/c they were remodeling the one in our area. They were offering Philidelphia Cream Cheese Filing that they said was flavored like Key Lime Pie. I didn't have any b/c it was green and didn't look appealing.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this was a long post, but a lot has happened. Peace everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-1847707245509486995?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/1847707245509486995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=1847707245509486995' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/1847707245509486995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/1847707245509486995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-title-and-haircut.html' title='A New Title and a Haircut'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-104654744524651668</id><published>2009-03-21T18:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T18:12:43.773-04:00</updated><title type='text'>People Think I'm Something I'm Not</title><content type='html'>A lot of people (basically my parents and kids @ school) think I'm gay. Many of you may think I'm gay too, but I'm not.There's nothing wrong with being gay, but I'm not. I'm socially ackward. I don't like sports and I like to participate in musicals, but that doesn't mean I don't like to watch football. It also doesn't mean I enjoy shaking my pelvis on stage just bc the choreographeress from hell thinks it looks cool.   I don't have a girlfriend and I'm more of a bookworm than anything. That's the way the cookie crumbles.&lt;br /&gt;This doesn't really help, but in PowerPoint class, we had to do a baby names presentation. In 2008, the top male name was Aidan, and the girl was Ava. This got me thinking about the future when I name my kids. I think I want two sons and two daughters, but I'm 15. I don't know why I'm thinking of this. Maybe I just plan for the future too much. Anyway, I'm thinking Noah Liam and Landon Alan for guys and November Lily and Laura Ann for girls. What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-104654744524651668?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/104654744524651668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=104654744524651668' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/104654744524651668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/104654744524651668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/03/people-think-im-something-im-not.html' title='People Think I&apos;m Something I&apos;m Not'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-5100021670881281919</id><published>2009-03-20T22:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T23:04:05.971-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Since You've Asked So Nicely,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I've been okay. Just a little busy. Basically, we've had three three hour delays in a row so our juniors can take PSSA (Do you guys have ISSAs? PSSA stands for Pennsylvania State School Assesments) I've lucked out. Now I have to pick next year's schedule for school, and i really don't know what I'm picking. So, life has been boring. I hope yours has been better, meaning more interesting. I saw this google thing which is on tonight and I love it. The Very Hungry Caterpillar was one of my favorite books when I was little.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315471173590786802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/ScRY3qu1IvI/AAAAAAAAABE/htm7zZsXTVM/s200/Google+as+hungry+caterpillar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-5100021670881281919?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/5100021670881281919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=5100021670881281919' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/5100021670881281919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/5100021670881281919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/03/since-youve-asked-so-nicely.html' title='Since You&apos;ve Asked So Nicely,'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/ScRY3qu1IvI/AAAAAAAAABE/htm7zZsXTVM/s72-c/Google+as+hungry+caterpillar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-3070756511477381168</id><published>2009-03-17T20:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T20:47:14.122-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Once on This Island'/><title type='text'>I've Been on an Island So Far, Far Away...</title><content type='html'>Okay, so it was actually our high school stage, but still, it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;For all of you confused, our musical was Once on This Island, and we just finished performing on Sunday. It was a blast. I have some things to talk about with that, but I digress.&lt;br /&gt;I apologize for not blogging in a while. Back to the musical.&lt;br /&gt;In the room where they film our morning announcements, the guys changed. This isn't a problem, but girls randomly came into our dressing room to do random stuff, such as rub one kid with oil (he was the god of water so he had to look wet). If we had done that though, the girls would have screamed, bitched @ us, and kicked us out. That's not fair.&lt;br /&gt;To boost our spirits B4 each show, we played music on an iPod and speakers. Anyway, at the end of each performance, two guys who will remain anonymous decided to undress (down to their underwear) and dance to Hips Don't Lie. Yes, Hips Don't Lie, by Shakira. Not a bad song, but still, that's not right.&lt;br /&gt;So, that's what I've been up to for the past weekend. I hope everyone's had some fun while I wasn't blogging. Peace, everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-3070756511477381168?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/3070756511477381168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=3070756511477381168' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/3070756511477381168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/3070756511477381168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/03/ive-been-on-island-so-far-far-away.html' title='I&apos;ve Been on an Island So Far, Far Away...'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-4611066731591905814</id><published>2009-03-07T15:34:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T16:05:04.113-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sickening things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Once on This Island'/><title type='text'>Probably Makes Him Rise Like Yeast</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This is a line from our musical, OOTI. It fits with today's topic: sweatpants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is a right way and a wrong way to wear them. The right way is slightly oversized, using the drawstring to make them fit. The wrong way is to wear really tight ones that everytime you move, you can see your, umm... let's call what you see stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our lead, Ken, came in wearing gray sweatpants, and he was even told that everyone could see his stuff. He didn't seemed dazed, though, or embarrassed. He kinda turned it into a joke and everyone laughed it off. Except me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now I blog to you. Should Ken have been embarrassed, or was his reaction normal? Judging by what he was, umm...presenting?, I wouldn't be very proud. So, what are your thoughts on sweatpants? Love 'em, hate 'em, think guys shouldn't wear tight ones? I'll leave you with a random pix of sweatpants.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 106px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 118px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.hptops.com/db_images/thumb/sweatpants.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-4611066731591905814?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/4611066731591905814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=4611066731591905814' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/4611066731591905814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/4611066731591905814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/03/probably-makes-him-rise-like-yeast.html' title='Probably Makes Him Rise Like Yeast'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-2296833334913222254</id><published>2009-03-04T21:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T22:06:23.117-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story tag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updates'/><title type='text'>The Royal We</title><content type='html'>Don't worry if you don't get the title. Jayce will :)&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not answering your questions for a while. I've been trying to keep updated, but it's getting hard. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Jayce, I'm glad to see you so enthuised (is that the right spelling?) about the game. Whoever wants to start it can. Also, I'm not in driver's ed/driver's theory. I'm sorry. I'm actually the youngest (well, tied for youngest) in my class. You see, I turned 15 in September 2008, so I can't really get my license for a while.&lt;br /&gt;I like Supercalifragalisticexpealadocious too (although I butchered the spelling).&lt;br /&gt;By the 'we' I was trying to emply both of us, but I really meant me, at least. I figured though that you'd support her too. We "Royally and otherwise" love you Krosemarie. Everyone smile! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-2296833334913222254?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/2296833334913222254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=2296833334913222254' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/2296833334913222254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/2296833334913222254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/03/royal-we.html' title='The Royal We'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-8553289557992352208</id><published>2009-03-02T20:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T20:45:15.124-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story tag'/><title type='text'>So Many Questions, so Little Time</title><content type='html'>Well, to answer your question handprint, I'm 15. I'm kinda freaked out by people over 40 who have a blog, so when I'm 25 I'll probably stop blogging.&lt;br /&gt;Jayce, that's a nice photo of you. I'd keep it.&lt;br /&gt;That's all.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I have an idea for a game, but it's kinda lame. Basically, one person makes a post that involves a story, then tags someone to continue, and so on. It's a little corny, but I think it might be fun...maybe. What do you guys think? Would you like to do it, or are we still recooperating from my last game?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-8553289557992352208?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/8553289557992352208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=8553289557992352208' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/8553289557992352208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/8553289557992352208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-many-questions-so-little-time.html' title='So Many Questions, so Little Time'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-5726853862795304243</id><published>2009-03-01T13:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T15:54:18.879-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Once on This Island'/><title type='text'>The Game is Over...</title><content type='html'>Jayce, you did not identify me correctly, but you were close, so I'll just tell you who I am on your blog.&lt;br /&gt;Since everyone else did not participate, the game is boring, so it's over.&lt;br /&gt;I've my costume for the musical. It's a tan Hawaiian shirt, open, a neon green shirt (a little too tight, but I'm a peasant, my clothes shouldn't fit), and very bright blue shorts. I may end up posting a picture, but I'm not sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-5726853862795304243?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/5726853862795304243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=5726853862795304243' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/5726853862795304243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/5726853862795304243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/03/game-is-over.html' title='The Game is Over...'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-9014753826340315529</id><published>2009-02-28T21:48:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T23:21:47.968-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the game'/><title type='text'>Overly Apologetic</title><content type='html'>I have numerous character flaws, and that's one of my big ones.&lt;br /&gt;1. Apologetic&lt;br /&gt;2. Gluttonous&lt;br /&gt;3. Vane&lt;br /&gt;4. Socially Ackward&lt;br /&gt;5. Desperate for Approval&lt;br /&gt;yeah, I'm pretty needy. sorry. the game continues...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-9014753826340315529?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/9014753826340315529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=9014753826340315529' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/9014753826340315529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/9014753826340315529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/02/one-is-dead-games-not-over.html' title='Overly Apologetic'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-3628190930807417305</id><published>2009-02-27T21:09:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T21:14:54.301-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the game'/><title type='text'>The Game Has Begun...</title><content type='html'>Go to this link, which is a cast picture. There are over 30 people in the photo. Below this post is a post with your name on it. You will describe me in a comment to that post and that post only. If you are right, you will be saved. If you guess wrong, you will be out of the competition...permanetly. Have fun! Whahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wpxi.com/slideshow/18789105/detail.htmlindex.html?currentSlide=25&amp;amp;taf=burg"&gt;http://www.wpxi.com/slideshow/18789105/detail.htmlindex.html?currentSlide=25&amp;amp;taf=burg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-3628190930807417305?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/3628190930807417305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/3628190930807417305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/02/game-has-begun_27.html' title='The Game Has Begun...'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-1702998038282132708</id><published>2009-02-27T21:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T21:07:18.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Julie...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-1702998038282132708?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/1702998038282132708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=1702998038282132708' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/1702998038282132708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/1702998038282132708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/02/julie.html' title='Julie...'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-7145537781004529779</id><published>2009-02-27T21:03:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T22:29:10.509-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jillian...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-7145537781004529779?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/7145537781004529779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=7145537781004529779' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/7145537781004529779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/7145537781004529779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/02/jayce.html' title='Jillian...'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-626618021226274829</id><published>2009-02-27T21:03:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T21:08:17.527-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Krosemarie...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-626618021226274829?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/626618021226274829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=626618021226274829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/626618021226274829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/626618021226274829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/02/krosemarie.html' title='Krosemarie...'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-7638565317136560336</id><published>2009-02-27T21:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T21:08:37.784-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Handprint...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-7638565317136560336?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/7638565317136560336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=7638565317136560336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/7638565317136560336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/7638565317136560336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/02/handprint.html' title='Handprint...'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-4706947692464809280</id><published>2009-02-27T20:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T21:12:50.255-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the game'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-4706947692464809280?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/4706947692464809280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=4706947692464809280' title='0 Comments'/><link 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term='T.V.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Once on This Island'/><title type='text'>Wanna help me with something?</title><content type='html'>Okay, here's my dillemma. As a peasant in OOTI, I have to design and buy my own costume (the three costume which I will also wear will be provided). So, I was thinking a &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;bright orange&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hawaiin shirt&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;bright blue shorts&lt;/span&gt; (they said wear bright clothes), and a &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;dirty brown Panama hat&lt;/span&gt;. The only thing is, I was planning on leaving the shirt open and wearing another plain color shirt underneath. What color should it be? It needs to be bright, but does not need to match the other colors. Also, black is out because it isn't bright, and white isn't an option bc the rich wear white. Any suggestions? &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 68px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 45px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.cubanfoodmarket.com/mm5/graphics/00000001/SIR_L.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 98px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 141px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.tias.com/stores/vpv/thumbs/mensbrightorangeshirt2007a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 111px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 62px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.champs.co.nz/global/files/Shop_Images/ECB_shorts.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Oh my god, I hate T.V. anymore. There are no good shows on. I just watched Hell's Kitchen, and, normally, I like the show. This season, Chef Ramsey has made only one good decision on who to kick out. I'm getting tired of stupid crap on T.V. Why can't there be any good shows? Oh well, my rant is done. Peace, everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-6768295746148624440?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/6768295746148624440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=6768295746148624440' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/6768295746148624440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/6768295746148624440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/02/jayce-you-are-wrong.html' title='Wanna help me with something?'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-3153133757793422043</id><published>2009-02-24T21:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T21:28:18.176-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Once on This Island'/><title type='text'>Do You Want To Play a Game?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.sideshowtoy.com/mas_assets/jpg/4314_press02-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 139px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.sideshowtoy.com/mas_assets/jpg/4314_press02-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, as soon as the pictures from the WPXI thingy appear on the website, I would like four of you (Mario is excluded bc he knows me) to play a little game:  from the picture I tell you to look at, you must find who I am. When I tell you the contest begins, leave comments either describing me or (gasp!) my name. So, Do You Want to Play a Game?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-3153133757793422043?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/3153133757793422043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=3153133757793422043' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/3153133757793422043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/3153133757793422043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/02/do-you-want-to-play-game.html' title='Do You Want To Play a Game?'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-6216856628487218752</id><published>2009-02-22T20:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T20:33:31.269-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creepy Things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Behind the Screen</title><content type='html'>Thus far on Blogger, I have given to and received from my readers some nice complements. But I began to think about it recently:  Would you guys still like me if you knew me personally? Most kids at my school don't. It's amazing to think that anyone can be behind the screen, people we don't know or may not like in person. That's why I like blogs. I can be candid about anything, and people judge me on my thoughts and feelings, not just on popularity. Thank you for judging me on my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;Now that I think of it, it's also kinda creepy. I mean, I could be the Mastermind and you would never know. Whahahaha! No, I'm just kidding. Although...Never mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-6216856628487218752?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/6216856628487218752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=6216856628487218752' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/6216856628487218752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/6216856628487218752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/02/behind-screen.html' title='Behind the Screen'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-4932215409322769173</id><published>2009-02-20T21:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T21:58:51.069-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='13:  Fear is Real'/><title type='text'>13: Fear is Real</title><content type='html'>Hello, readers. As you know, I have been following the show 13: Fear is Real. Today was the finale. Ted, Erica, and Nasser were sent to the bayou again. Their first challenge was to find one of three death boxes and use them to kill off one of the players. Nasser killed off Erica. It's a shame.&lt;br /&gt;Next, Ted and Nasser immediately were sent on a scavenger hunt to find a pet cemetary. They had to dig up a grave and find bolt cutters. From there, they had to find a barrel, open it, and find a key to the Mastermind's cabin. Meanwhile, they are being chased by crazy guy #1 w/ axe and crazy guy #2 w/ chainsaw. Ted found the cemetary and the bolt cutters and the barrel and the key and won the $66,666. Nasser, however, was killed by crazy guy #1 and #2. Wow. Right now, I'm watching while I'm typing this, and the episode is called "Boom" so I think when Ted goes to claim the prize, he is gonna get his ass blown up! I hope he diiiiiiiiiiiiiiiessssss!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;So this is what happened:  Ted went into the cabin, and his money was on the table. There was a figure in the corner, and Ted went toward him. He set off a trip wire and a bomb was set off. The Mastermind wasn't there, and Ted found the timer. He got his money and ran out of there and a big explosion happened. He didn't die, and happy music played while he rejoiced that he lived. How f***en lame can you get? Honestly, I would have had Ted die, and have the Mastermind creepily laughing in the background. Whahahahahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-4932215409322769173?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/4932215409322769173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=4932215409322769173' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/4932215409322769173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/4932215409322769173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/02/13-fear-is-real_20.html' title='13: Fear is Real'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-7487238859324561896</id><published>2009-02-18T22:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T22:56:58.272-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Once on This Island'/><title type='text'>Suzie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who is Suzie, you may ask? Suzie is our choreographeress (that's not a word, he he) of our musical, OOTI. Anyway, I hate her. If I told you a fight scene, as in a war, would you have people walk in straight lines forward, and those who die just fall down, with no cool action sequence? Well she does. I'm getting annoyed with the musical. I'm a tree, btw. And I wanted to be the god of death, although his name is gay. Papa Ge (pronounced Papa Gay).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not gonna end pretty. Stay awesome! &lt;div&gt;                                                                                                        Treeman (me)      PapaGe (notme)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://jadeandandy.com/customers/3795/Papa%20Ge1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 113px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px" alt="" src="http://jadeandandy.com/customers/3795/Papa%20Ge1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/tyne/content/images/2007/10/01/gnr_07_finish02_039_300x400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 125px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 127px" alt="" src="http://www.bbc.co.uk/tyne/content/images/2007/10/01/gnr_07_finish02_039_300x400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&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/3075575964015227804-7487238859324561896?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/7487238859324561896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=7487238859324561896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/7487238859324561896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/7487238859324561896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/02/suzie.html' title='Suzie'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-6121833601627874242</id><published>2009-02-16T21:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T21:03:34.451-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Once on This Island'/><title type='text'>We've Won!</title><content type='html'>Thank you thank you thank you for voting to make Belle Vernon's rehearsal of Once on This Island the number 1 in SouthWestern Pennsylvania. We win a T.V. commercial and a one week commercial and slideshow on the website. Thank you, and if you live near BVAHS, come see Once on This Island!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-6121833601627874242?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/6121833601627874242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=6121833601627874242' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/6121833601627874242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/6121833601627874242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/02/weve-won.html' title='We&apos;ve Won!'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-5741422463820897113</id><published>2009-02-14T17:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T17:45:28.808-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dancing with the Stars'/><title type='text'>The New Cast of Dancing with the Stars</title><content type='html'>Hey guys. I'll admit it:  I watch Dancing with the Stars. This year's new cast is pissing my sister off. Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;Lil' Kim and Derek Hough- My sister loves him and she is pissed he's w/ Lil' Kim&lt;br /&gt;Steve-O and Lacey Schwimmer- Oh, my little Lacey!&lt;br /&gt;Nancy O'Dell and Tony Davoloni- No problems&lt;br /&gt;Lawrence Taylor and Edyta Slavenska- I wanted her and Alec w/ Ty and Jewel.&lt;br /&gt;Shawn Johnson and Mark Ballas- Personally, I like this pair, but my sister wants Johnson w/ Derek&lt;br /&gt;Chuck Wicks and Julianne Hough- Come on, people, they're already doin' it, they gots chemistry&lt;br /&gt;Giolonni something or other and Cheryl Burke- The guy's from Sex and the City- that's gay.&lt;br /&gt;Denise Richards and Max Chermaricohsky- I hate her. She hates Charlie Sheen. Poor Max.&lt;br /&gt;David Alan Greer and Kym Johnson- No problems, except he's lame and she's hot.&lt;br /&gt;Ty Murray and Chelcie Hightower- Umm, who are these people?&lt;br /&gt;Jewel and Dmitry Chaplin- Ty vs. wife Jewel- Lame!&lt;br /&gt;Belinda Carlisle and Jonathon Roberts- Where's his wife Anna?&lt;br /&gt;Steve Wozniak and Karina Smirnoff- She's soon to be Mrs. Max- He's just a fat dude!&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'll be sending a mass mailing of my new blogs address, as soon as i make it. Peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-5741422463820897113?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/5741422463820897113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=5741422463820897113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/5741422463820897113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/5741422463820897113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-cast-of-dancing-with-stars.html' title='The New Cast of Dancing with the Stars'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-6495481663246930336</id><published>2009-02-13T21:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T22:04:32.147-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='13:  Fear is Real'/><title type='text'>Straitjackets and Car Compressors-Happy Valentine's Day!</title><content type='html'>13: Fear is Real was on tonight. In this week's episode, Erica wanted to mess with Ted's mind. As you know, Erica is the killer, killing off fellow contestants. Erica told Ted she was no longer the killer. Ted didn't buy it, and, to get back at Erica and make her kill her friend Melissa, Ted told Adam. Adam, however, thought it was safe to run back to his room alone for some underpants. Now he's dead. The ceremony this week, to decide who will be sent to execution, was to escape straitjackets. Ted and Melissa did not, so they were sent to execution. They were locked in car trunks, and the cars were put in compressors. Ted escaped, meaning Melissa was crushed. Oh well, sigh, no one to root for. The grand prize for surviving is $66,666. Not worth it. Not worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-6495481663246930336?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/6495481663246930336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=6495481663246930336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/6495481663246930336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/6495481663246930336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/02/straitjackets-and-car-compressors-happy.html' title='Straitjackets and Car Compressors-Happy Valentine&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-1056762609802013579</id><published>2009-02-12T21:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T21:33:25.371-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James Bond'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marching Band'/><title type='text'>Marching Band Show for 2009-2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;As you may or may not know, I am a trumpet in our high school marching band. I am not a band geek, but I do enjoy playing my trumpet. Also, I play accustic guitar, hence my profession (see my profile). Okay, so I won't technically be a rock star w/ an accustic, but I'll try. Anyway, next year's show theme will be...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfS6HhQ4p5E/ST0rrIFlnSI/AAAAAAAAAfY/27xWbd4FasE/s400/i-JamesBond.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh yes, we're doing a Bond show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-1056762609802013579?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/1056762609802013579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=1056762609802013579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/1056762609802013579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/1056762609802013579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/02/marching-band-show-for-2009-2010.html' title='Marching Band Show for 2009-2010'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfS6HhQ4p5E/ST0rrIFlnSI/AAAAAAAAAfY/27xWbd4FasE/s72-c/i-JamesBond.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-8030350015558866077</id><published>2009-02-11T20:32:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T21:37:08.097-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loneliness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday'/><title type='text'>It's Wednesday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.paraorkut.com/img/pics/images/b/broken_heart-1823.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px" alt="" src="http://images.paraorkut.com/img/pics/images/b/broken_heart-1823.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh my. Valentine's Day is Saturday, and guess what? I'm alone. Oh well, no big deal. I'll find someone, someday. Well, Happy Valentine's Day everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.collegecandy.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/08/michael-phelps-speedo.png"&gt;&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/3075575964015227804-8030350015558866077?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/8030350015558866077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=8030350015558866077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/8030350015558866077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/8030350015558866077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/02/michael-phelps.html' title='It&apos;s Wednesday...'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-8838875427550624299</id><published>2009-02-10T22:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T22:03:44.552-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Once on This Island'/><title type='text'>Hey guys, I need Your Help</title><content type='html'>Please go to this website and vote for Belle Vernon, my high school. We really want to win this contest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wpxi.com/surveyresults/18674303/index.html?section=entertainment"&gt;http://www.wpxi.com/surveyresults/18674303/index.html?section=entertainment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks in advance! Vote as many time as you can. Tell your friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mario- you are the gatekeeper in the musical.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-8838875427550624299?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/8838875427550624299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=8838875427550624299' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/8838875427550624299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/8838875427550624299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/02/hey-guys-i-need-your-help.html' title='Hey guys, I need Your Help'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-5708823857658167597</id><published>2009-02-06T22:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T22:28:56.776-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='13:  Fear is Real'/><title type='text'>13:  Fear is Real</title><content type='html'>Anyone watching this show 13: Fear is Real?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, basically, this crazy guy stole the idea from &lt;em&gt;Saw&lt;/em&gt; and is torturing 13 people in Louisiana. Basically, I could tell you everything that has happened, but I'll get to the good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Lauren was buried alive. Laura had her face chewed off by rats. Ryan was, get this, crushed by a tree. What a lame ass way to die! Kelley was burned alive (the show redemed itself), and Rodney was cut in half by a sithe pendulum. If you're curious what this is, read &lt;u&gt;The Pit and the Pendulum&lt;/u&gt; by Edgar Allen Poe. This week, however, my two favorite people were killed off. Basically, there is this box that if you have it, you can secretely kill off three other contestents. Rodney, the one cut in half, was the killer, and he killed Steffiny. This week, this bitch named Erica took the damn box. She tried to kill this guy named Ted, but he got away. Ted told this other dude named Nasser, and now they are using Erica to kill off their competition. Erica killed off Cody, the ghosthunter. That guy deserved to win, and the bitch killed him! Later, Adam and Leah (the girl I liked) were trapped in a bathroom while water poured out of the toilet. They were handcuffed to the pipes, and had to saw the chain. Adam got out and Leah drowned. Dammit. I wanted them to win. The show is lame, and yet, I can't stop watching. Anyone else seen it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-5708823857658167597?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/5708823857658167597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=5708823857658167597' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/5708823857658167597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/5708823857658167597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/02/13-fear-is-real.html' title='13:  Fear is Real'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-323248993239461663</id><published>2009-02-05T20:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T20:36:33.552-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boredom'/><title type='text'>Well...</title><content type='html'>I am so bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that I can't stay focused, or interested in anything I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is anyone else like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I'm so bored. Also, I'm boring, but who cares?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-323248993239461663?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/323248993239461663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=323248993239461663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/323248993239461663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/323248993239461663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/02/well.html' title='Well...'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-4588885152022915183</id><published>2009-02-03T21:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T21:37:47.778-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Superbowl Commericals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Second Blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hometown High Q'/><title type='text'>Updates On My Blog</title><content type='html'>Hello there! I have some updates to add to my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you notice to the right, I have my list of favorite Superbowl Commericals. Do you agree? Just leave a comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my second blog is no longer available. I had zero readers, which is fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hometown HighQ did in fact end as I predicted:  The incompetent missed a simple question, and we would have won the game if they had done so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mean to scare you off, but I'd like to welcome Krosemarie to my Faithful Readers. Mario, make sure you give her a warm welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-4588885152022915183?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/4588885152022915183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=4588885152022915183' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/4588885152022915183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/4588885152022915183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/02/updates-on-my-blog.html' title='Updates On My Blog'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-7439067763598795480</id><published>2009-01-27T19:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T19:25:57.180-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A.J.&apos;s a loser'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hometown High Q'/><title type='text'>Hometown High Q</title><content type='html'>Well, it looks like I have nothing else to do, so I'll talk about Hometown High Q. I get to sit in the audience and watch three people answer questions faster than six other people. One person is completely incompetent, and he knows that I think so. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A.J. Cocilone, you suck! You can't answer any questions right. You're a loser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-7439067763598795480?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/7439067763598795480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=7439067763598795480' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/7439067763598795480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/7439067763598795480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/01/hometown-high-q.html' title='Hometown High Q'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-2385519861656137367</id><published>2009-01-16T13:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T13:24:01.861-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boredom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cold'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cancelation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freezing'/><title type='text'>Boredom Ensues</title><content type='html'>I am so bored and boring. I can tell because I only have one follower out of sympathy. Oh well. Anyone else really really bored? We have school off today because it's FREEZING! I hate Pennsylvania sometimes. Well, I hope everyone else isn't cold. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-2385519861656137367?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/2385519861656137367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=2385519861656137367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/2385519861656137367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/2385519861656137367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/01/boredom-ensues.html' title='Boredom Ensues'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-8370379164103699719</id><published>2009-01-09T21:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T21:41:46.999-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the musical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BVA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Once on This Island'/><title type='text'>Guess What?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well, since basically Mario is the only one reading or pretending to read my blog, he already knows what I'm going to say. He and I are in the school musical as part of the ensemble. The show is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freewebs.com/ecctheatre/OOTI%20good.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 344px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.freewebs.com/ecctheatre/OOTI%20good.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in the pit last year for the musical &lt;em&gt;Oliver!&lt;/em&gt; and so this year, because trumpets aren't in this musical (they and other brass instruments are played on the keyboard) I decided to move up a bit. Everyone at BVA, come see the musical. We've had one rehearsal, and it sounds amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-8370379164103699719?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/8370379164103699719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=8370379164103699719' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/8370379164103699719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/8370379164103699719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/01/guess-what.html' title='Guess What?'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-3307910513183734012</id><published>2009-01-06T20:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T21:01:44.376-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dancing with the Stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paso Doble'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lacey Schwimmer'/><title type='text'>Please watch this video!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Okay, so, I'm kinda crushing on Lacey Schwimmer from Dancing with the Stars. Yes, I'll admit it; but that was because Lacey is really pretty and is very hot!!! So please, watch what is my favorite Latin dance from Lance Bass' season on Dancing with the Stars. Enjoy, I Kissed a Girl, the Paso Doble!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vkw-Lk7e72Y"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vkw-Lk7e72Y&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/3075575964015227804-3307910513183734012?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/3307910513183734012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=3307910513183734012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/3307910513183734012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/3307910513183734012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/01/please-watch-this-video.html' title='Please watch this video!'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-8584480593187091080</id><published>2009-01-03T15:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T15:59:50.252-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaufman Farms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='White Shepard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dogs'/><title type='text'>The Dog I Want</title><content type='html'>Before Christmas break, we were possibly going to get a dog. We aren't anymore, because things have come up, but I just wanted to share with everyone a picture of one of the dogs I would have picked out. If your looking for a White Shepard (A German Shepard w/ a white coat) please visit the site. He is called Blue Boy. His is the second picture down, I think. I can't upload it for some reason, sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kaufmanfarm.com/litters/upcoming-litter/more-info"&gt;http://www.kaufmanfarm.com/litters/upcoming-litter/more-info&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I would have called him Blair, after the German word Blauer, for Blue. Maybe I could have called him Blue, but who cares? I'm not getting him anyway. Oh well, I just wanted to share.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-8584480593187091080?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/8584480593187091080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=8584480593187091080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/8584480593187091080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/8584480593187091080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/01/dog-i-want.html' title='The Dog I Want'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-8472434383135223944</id><published>2009-01-03T14:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T14:50:53.369-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lame ass curses'/><title type='text'>Hello!</title><content type='html'>Well, I don't really know what to talk about. Oh, I'm suppose to die tonight from some demon text message. It's a weak story, but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, If I don't live, goodbye everyone! Have a happy life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-8472434383135223944?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/8472434383135223944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=8472434383135223944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/8472434383135223944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/8472434383135223944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello.html' title='Hello!'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-3377212596368468934</id><published>2009-01-01T12:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T12:07:20.360-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Years'/><title type='text'>It's 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;What &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;know? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;It's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;2009! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;can't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;believe it. Wow. What a year. What a year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-3377212596368468934?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/3377212596368468934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=3377212596368468934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/3377212596368468934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/3377212596368468934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-2009.html' title='It&apos;s 2009'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-5998085246603636939</id><published>2008-12-31T15:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T15:19:22.744-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Second Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Wanna help me write a novel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Then visit my other blog, &lt;a href="http://www.helpwritepotatosnovel.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.helpwritepotatosnovel.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;, and help me write one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-5998085246603636939?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/5998085246603636939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=5998085246603636939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/5998085246603636939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/5998085246603636939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-second-blog.html' title='My Second Blog'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075575964015227804.post-8613367298796909632</id><published>2008-12-31T14:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T14:55:06.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess what, BVA?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;I'M FREE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have to answer any more questions! Yes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3075575964015227804-8613367298796909632?l=potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/feeds/8613367298796909632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3075575964015227804&amp;postID=8613367298796909632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/8613367298796909632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3075575964015227804/posts/default/8613367298796909632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potatopancakesrule.blogspot.com/2008/12/guess-what-bva.html' title='Guess what, BVA?'/><author><name>Potato Pancakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745872681511422060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XD1Gd5wiovk/Se5YiCj4taI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMZbGSEADVQ/S220/potato-head.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
