<?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-6382919729479095632</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:48:12.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DP's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darpete.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382919729479095632/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darpete.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>shanlouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09573471370623225859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382919729479095632.post-9146566625595981082</id><published>2008-11-07T10:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T11:42:52.768-08:00</updated><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/6382919729479095632-9146566625595981082?l=darpete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382919729479095632/posts/default/9146566625595981082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382919729479095632/posts/default/9146566625595981082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darpete.blogspot.com/2008/11/gibrish.html' title=''/><author><name>shanlouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09573471370623225859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382919729479095632.post-2632405021440850636</id><published>2008-03-21T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T09:35:39.014-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thing inside thing inside thing</title><content type='html'>You know those things that you put on doorknobs that keep toddlers out because you have to push two buttons together on the doorknob and then turn it?  Well, I found one that was off a door and I put an Easter egg inside it, then I put the other part on and latched it to it, I mean the doorknob thing, and guess what was in the Easter egg before I put it in the doorknob thing?  Not that it came out when I put it in the doorknob thing.  It's still there, now!  The thing is one of my little sister's wooden eggs.  So it's an egg inside an egg inside a doorknob thing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382919729479095632-2632405021440850636?l=darpete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382919729479095632/posts/default/2632405021440850636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382919729479095632/posts/default/2632405021440850636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darpete.blogspot.com/2008/03/thing-inside-thing-inside-thing.html' title='Thing inside thing inside thing'/><author><name>shanlouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09573471370623225859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382919729479095632.post-6101777632312822227</id><published>2008-03-19T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T09:46:52.898-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Balloons</title><content type='html'>Balloons, balloons, they're not for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;buffoons&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;They're lots of fun&lt;br /&gt;For everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382919729479095632-6101777632312822227?l=darpete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382919729479095632/posts/default/6101777632312822227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382919729479095632/posts/default/6101777632312822227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darpete.blogspot.com/2008/03/balloons.html' title='Balloons'/><author><name>shanlouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09573471370623225859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382919729479095632.post-8926626768181581056</id><published>2008-03-07T04:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T09:44:09.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Borrowing the GameCube</title><content type='html'>Our uncle let us borrow a GameCube, and Sonic Heroes: Sonic Mega Collection, Skies of Arcadia: Legends, and F-Zero GX.  It's really cool.  There's a wireless controller that's see-through, and I've only played Sonic because we've only borrowed it for one night.&lt;br /&gt;Well, the gamecube is gone now, and that's the end&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382919729479095632-8926626768181581056?l=darpete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382919729479095632/posts/default/8926626768181581056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382919729479095632/posts/default/8926626768181581056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darpete.blogspot.com/2008/03/borrowing-gamecube.html' title='Borrowing the GameCube'/><author><name>shanlouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09573471370623225859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382919729479095632.post-3659066322335724148</id><published>2008-03-05T15:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T09:44:25.758-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cub Car Rally</title><content type='html'>This is a very brief version of how I won first place in the Sherekhan division, but we'll get to that later.  After the first few races, while we were switching to another track, (there were three tracks and you couldn't stay on one all the rally long) we met a man who put high-quality graphite on the axles of my cub car.  After that, we started winning mostly &lt;em&gt;every&lt;/em&gt; race.  I was one of the fastest people in my division* so I got put in the final (third) race.  And on that race, I won first place in all three rounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*After the first round, the people the same speed got put in the same divisions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382919729479095632-3659066322335724148?l=darpete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382919729479095632/posts/default/3659066322335724148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382919729479095632/posts/default/3659066322335724148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darpete.blogspot.com/2008/03/cub-car-rally.html' title='The Cub Car Rally'/><author><name>shanlouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09573471370623225859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382919729479095632.post-5129960007381262703</id><published>2008-03-05T15:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T09:45:32.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Detective Clues</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time, there was a famous detective and there was a mysterious fire that happened when someone had a rocket ship.  Now, it's the part where the story begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There happened to be a rocket ship fire, and no one knew how the fire came from the rocket ship.  It was mysterious, mysterious indeed.  And the famous detective found a thing that he thought was the missing part of the puzzle or the last missing part of the puzzle, but it happened to be that it was only a clue to the puzzle of mystery.  The rocket was still flying.  But something mysterious happened -- the rocket ship was not built the right way, and it broke.  the rockets broke off from the front, and everything fell.  They fell right into the ground and it happened to be that the people who were driving the rocket ship knew that it wasn't built properly and knew that the fire was going to be left on the ground, but when it broke, something mysterious happened.  The rockets had automatic hoses, and they put out the fire and right when the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;person&lt;/span&gt; who lived in the house came out of the house, the rockets fell off of the mountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382919729479095632-5129960007381262703?l=darpete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382919729479095632/posts/default/5129960007381262703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382919729479095632/posts/default/5129960007381262703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darpete.blogspot.com/2008/03/detective-clues.html' title='Detective Clues'/><author><name>shanlouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09573471370623225859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
