<?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-5425572</id><updated>2012-01-24T23:15:29.495-05:00</updated><category term='more later'/><category term='drive-thru pet death'/><category term='http://www.morewisdom.com/Resources/lyrics/Menu_lyrics.htm'/><category term='eh?'/><category term='soon'/><category term='The Floating Men'/><category term='a heroes resume'/><category term='nutin&apos; new'/><title type='text'>The Select Group of Toys</title><subtitle type='html'>Poetry (all of which has a copyright between 1990 and 2006), diary, journal, links, rants, raves, and just a few of my favorite things (music, movies, quizzes, the Floating Men, Jackie Chan, the Red Hot Chili Peppers, George Carlin, wolverines, film, etc.), and of course, all of my majors &amp; minors (Spanish, English, Speech &amp; Psychology, Film, Broadcasting), blah, blah, blah, art, forums, F.Y.I. about VTB, and whatever else my mind sees fit...subject to change daily, hourly, momentarily...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>150</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-2671078064770265262</id><published>2010-03-10T09:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T18:35:02.095-05:00</updated><title type='text'>AVAfuckingTAR</title><summary type='text'>I would like to begin with this... I am riproaringlyfecking thrilled to no end that I (edited for content) this fookin' piece-of-shit revolting movie. It's work like this that exemplifies why no talent hacks should not be allowed to work. Anywhere. Much less in Hollywood. It's directors like this that give all of Hollywood (not to mention all film) a bad name. Fuck JamesFackDorkCameron and the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/2671078064770265262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=2671078064770265262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/2671078064770265262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/2671078064770265262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2010/03/avafuckingtar.html' title='AVAfuckingTAR'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-6153526743780419093</id><published>2009-11-11T08:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T08:16:58.036-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Floating Men'/><title type='text'>In Floatilla Lore, This Explains So Much...</title><summary type='text'>1977:  Bootleg Snacks: Swallowed Deep Into The Love:  Track #: Lost Toys:We'll fade it in at this point, Jack. Everybody lean in real close and listen up real good.  It's Auntie Toys, searing sonnets and psalms in your ear.Once upon a time, far away, years and years ago, screaming out my name as I went down, a young woman entered college on Labor Day evening of her nineteenth year...  As pure and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/6153526743780419093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=6153526743780419093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/6153526743780419093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/6153526743780419093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-floatilla-lore-this-explains-so-much.html' title='In Floatilla Lore, This Explains So Much...'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-6452514175945572081</id><published>2009-09-06T08:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T08:06:12.381-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://www.morewisdom.com/Resources/lyrics/Menu_lyrics.htm'/><title type='text'>Girls' Night</title><summary type='text'>             She slides her heels off at the door and in her stocking        feet  She glides across the floor while I pretend to be asleep  It's too late to take her makeup off  It's too dark to see  It's girls' night  She made a promise to me   Between the discothèques and lounges and martini bars  They ride in hansom cabs and limousines and new European cars  They pretend that they're still </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/6452514175945572081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=6452514175945572081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/6452514175945572081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/6452514175945572081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2009/09/girls-night.html' title='Girls&apos; Night'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-963438148018475893</id><published>2009-08-05T11:46:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T12:10:59.080-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='more later'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soon'/><title type='text'>lowes</title><summary type='text'>They can have their little feckin' apostrophe ... lowe'sbut I am certainly not freakin' capitalizing them... Lowe'sand, I far'gain dare ya to even just ask me to use their proper fuh-reakin' name...Lowe's Home Improvement Storesso, don't even flipping  consider fackin' mentioning their official f'ing name in my company...Lowe's Companies, Inc.I don't even know where to start.But, I will say: </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/963438148018475893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=963438148018475893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/963438148018475893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/963438148018475893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2009/08/lowes.html' title='lowes'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-1943084998581718787</id><published>2009-08-01T08:09:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T12:10:11.554-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a heroes resume'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eh?'/><title type='text'>gots mad skillz</title><summary type='text'>So, I have some new skills I can add to my resume, now.  Though, I am not sure that these are items I particularly desired to have on my resume in the first place... but, I am sure it will come in handy, sometime, right.Here goes:  Painting (Interior, only, so far), Cement / Mortar (it's like clay - art therapy - without all the Patrick Swayzeick), Various Texture Applications (now that just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/1943084998581718787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=1943084998581718787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/1943084998581718787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/1943084998581718787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2009/08/gots-mad-skillz.html' title='gots mad skillz'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-5829885771441019022</id><published>2009-07-27T15:54:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T16:07:23.416-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nutin&apos; new'/><title type='text'>universals</title><summary type='text'>Every once in a while I am reminded that this blog site is still here.   And I have yet to update any of the links I lost when I updated the template to the 21st century.  I don't know why, but I just don't seem to have even the slightest bit of interest in doing html code any more.  I guess it was just a phase.  At least it lasted longer than the mo-hawk phase, although no where near at long as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/5829885771441019022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=5829885771441019022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/5829885771441019022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/5829885771441019022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2009/07/universals.html' title='universals'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-1846091692437433034</id><published>2008-08-17T10:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T10:12:45.035-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BECAUSE SHE DIDN'T FUCKING MOVE...WHILE YOU WATCHEDAS YOU DROVE OVER HER,YOUSICK-FUCKING-EVIL-SADISTICPSYCHOTIC-STUPID-FUCKING-FREAK!again.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/1846091692437433034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=1846091692437433034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/1846091692437433034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/1846091692437433034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2008/08/because-she-didnt-fucking-move.html' title=''/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-5073961243416313240</id><published>2008-08-17T09:30:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T10:10:55.569-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drive-thru pet death'/><title type='text'>Need I say more...?</title><summary type='text'>Although I had more than my fair share of childhood drama, there were only a few memories that really stuck with me... most of the others I have done very well to repress very deeply.{begin: storytime}When I was maybe 12 years old, I was swimming in the pool with my dad and brother.  My brother didn't take to water quite as well as I did (unlike me he could walk before he could swim), but it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/5073961243416313240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=5073961243416313240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/5073961243416313240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/5073961243416313240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2008/08/need-i-say-more.html' title='Need I say more...?'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-7956064383032823144</id><published>2008-06-06T13:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T13:48:14.797-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>{wipes off cobwebs}</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/7956064383032823144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=7956064383032823144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/7956064383032823144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/7956064383032823144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-116083211586534937</id><published>2006-10-14T07:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T22:47:32.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sometimes, a skull and crossbones is a good sign, even if it's only moderately toxic. I can say without a doubt, this is the first time since I received my pesticide handler's certification, that I am THRILLED to use it. I asked the boss what he suggested I used to kill those pesky lil bastids...he said a Pyrethroid (basically the same stuff most flea treatments use) would do it.Is it odd that I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/116083211586534937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=116083211586534937' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/116083211586534937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/116083211586534937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2006/10/sometimes-skull-and-crossbones-is-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-115926811347755930</id><published>2006-09-26T05:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T06:51:57.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...Now, where was I...not Bactine, not Cortaid (spray or scrub), not aloe, not menthol, not homeopathic/herbal allergy (pill or cream) remedies, not even dog saliva... and believe you me, I'm willing to try ANYTHING.So, I finally went to see a doctor. He claimed it was Poison Ivy.Although I explained to him the intense hornet's-nest fires-straight-from-hell burning-sensation of each of the dozen </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/115926811347755930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=115926811347755930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/115926811347755930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/115926811347755930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-115900808252778166</id><published>2006-09-23T05:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T07:23:10.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>http://www.uky.edu/Ag/kpn/kpn_02/pn020909.htm(scroll to the last article)Once you have encountered a saddleback caterpillar, its an experience your not likely to forget soon.Or ever.  As long as I live I hope I never see, or more importantly feel, another.No really effective home first aid treatments for caterpillar stings are available.Not Calamine, not Cortizone, not Campho-phenique, not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/115900808252778166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=115900808252778166' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/115900808252778166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/115900808252778166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2006/09/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-115064528251034391</id><published>2006-06-18T10:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T13:14:29.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TFM</title><summary type='text'>So, as usual it's been too long since I last saw TFM.  It was well worth the 2 &amp; 1/2 hour drive. As tired as I was from working all week, I couldn't help but dance. You know what really warms my heart every time I see TFM play... it's not just the passion Jeff Holmes belts out in every note or that smooth refreshing quality in Scott Evans back-up vocals or extra levels Andra Moran and Chris </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/115064528251034391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=115064528251034391' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/115064528251034391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/115064528251034391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2006/06/tfm.html' title='TFM'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-113682597907448646</id><published>2006-01-09T11:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T10:17:54.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I often worried if I was insane, it may even be my greatest fear... but at the very least it's always a skeptical thought in the back of my head. I guess my hope is that as long as I am aware of it I can stay away from it, right... that's the theory at least.So, the very first night in the new house of course had me doubting my sanity yet again. I didn't have anything with me the first night here</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/113682597907448646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=113682597907448646' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/113682597907448646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/113682597907448646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-often-worried-if-i-was-insane-it-may.html' title=''/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-113310010886661375</id><published>2005-11-27T08:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T19:42:46.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'>more movings</title><summary type='text'>I should update this site more, then you might actually think I have an interesting life. Today tale: I've moved again.  No, I didn't just repost, again... I moved another hour away from the old homestead. It was odd traveling home for Thanksgiving this year, to my dad's... I've never driven so far before.  I'm a full three hours away, and yes, it's too far for me, but at least it's not half a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/113310010886661375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=113310010886661375' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/113310010886661375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/113310010886661375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2005/11/more-movings.html' title='more movings'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-112130915725254901</id><published>2005-07-13T21:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T21:45:57.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I live.  I moved, again.  Long story, later.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/112130915725254901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=112130915725254901' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/112130915725254901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/112130915725254901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-live.html' title=''/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-110986837755217517</id><published>2005-03-02T11:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T02:26:29.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'>obligatory post</title><summary type='text'>I am alive.  I am still sick.  I'm online much less.  I'm sure I have something interesting to say, but not right now.  Thanks for reading, more later.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/110986837755217517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=110986837755217517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/110986837755217517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/110986837755217517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2005/03/obligatory-post.html' title='obligatory post'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-109210923503197612</id><published>2004-08-09T22:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T22:40:35.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'>garagevandleball</title><summary type='text'>You toss it 'til there's nothing lefttil the pieces are too smallto find or to pick upjust like my heartshattered, splintered, brokentoo far gone to repairso much damage,there's no going backand nothing to go back tothere's no pain, only ragethere's not grudges, only forgivenessthere's no way, only mistakesI can't help itI can't stop itI have no controlI have no sayI play my part</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/109210923503197612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=109210923503197612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/109210923503197612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/109210923503197612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2004/08/garagevandleball.html' title='garagevandleball'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-109008945878253597</id><published>2004-07-17T13:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-17T13:37:38.783-05:00</updated><title type='text'>whaddayaknow</title><summary type='text'>You are the mystery woman Which Ultimate Beautiful Woman are You? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/109008945878253597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=109008945878253597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/109008945878253597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/109008945878253597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2004/07/whaddayaknow.html' title='whaddayaknow'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-108883546117721989</id><published>2004-07-03T01:14:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-03T01:29:57.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Always, So Dreamy </title><summary type='text'>I drempt not of youbut how to reach youI thought not of youbut of other mistakes madeI tried to avoid youbut you're the end of the lineI wanted to see youbut you were already in my eyesI saw both here and therebut also everywhere in betweenI worried and wonderedbut you smiled and stayedI heard your voice inside but also all around meI felt a hug and some lovebut I didn't know itI</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/108883546117721989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=108883546117721989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108883546117721989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108883546117721989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2004/07/not-always-so-dreamy_108883546117721989.html' title='Not Always, So Dreamy '/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-108809779154341071</id><published>2004-06-24T12:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T10:18:33.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sorry for the technical difficulties...I'll be right back....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/108809779154341071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=108809779154341071' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108809779154341071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108809779154341071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2004/06/sorry-for-technical-difficulties.html' title=''/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-108777153976774451</id><published>2004-06-19T17:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-20T21:10:30.333-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeking</title><summary type='text'>The quieting touch of another's heart,The distant sound of snowflakes falling,woodsmoke, scenting, filling the roomKnowing love is coming, soon...Candle-glow, leaping serenely on the mantle,singing, softly, sighing its life away,flurries past the pane, warningI ask for yet another morning...I long of things I barely touchso new, so fresh, so simply beautiful,It might as well be across</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/108777153976774451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=108777153976774451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108777153976774451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108777153976774451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2004/06/seeking.html' title='Seeking'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-108777581067769292</id><published>2004-06-18T17:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-20T18:56:50.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>another untitled</title><summary type='text'>There's a placeso well hiddenso far awayyet so nearIt's a safe placeA serene placea place where I need to goIt holds the keyThe key I need to find my waybut to get there I must find a keyIt's not a normal keybut a very special keythis key unlocks moremore than you could ever knowThere are secretsThere are truthsand there are answersAnswers, truths, and secretsthat I need </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/108777581067769292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=108777581067769292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108777581067769292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108777581067769292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2004/06/another-untitled.html' title='another untitled'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-108777924664183115</id><published>2004-06-17T18:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-20T21:17:12.133-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is like</title><summary type='text'>Love is like a wild animalexotic and freetame it, and you'll feel like you rule the worldYou know it's love when you actuallycare enough to program your VCR.  Love is like suntan lotion.  It's sticky,it's a pain to get complete cover,but it gives great protection.Love is like 69 different things,but that's all.  There is nothingelse like it in all the worldwhen you find it, hold on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/108777924664183115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=108777924664183115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108777924664183115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108777924664183115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2004/06/love-is-like.html' title='Love is like'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-108777953027768572</id><published>2004-06-15T19:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-20T19:58:50.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled, as usual</title><summary type='text'>Please let me have your stress, pain, poison, passion, and all.Give freely and take discretelyEnjoy all you can, why thenwaste a moment in timeor a friend with wineThings can and do and mustchange always and againYou gave me a worldof possibilities 'n planand I drove and strovethen you blew it, but trueShe had to, but whycould later be the only way, at allI wonder toomuch, but</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/108777953027768572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=108777953027768572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108777953027768572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108777953027768572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2004/06/untitled-as-usual.html' title='untitled, as usual'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-108777973064286621</id><published>2004-06-14T20:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-20T20:02:10.643-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So, I posted this before....I still love it</title><summary type='text'>It was a perfect yearall the normal elementssummer, winter, spring, and fallrain, snow, sleet, and sunThe flowers bloomed and leftThe skies dried then weptBeauty came and wentLove seemed heaven sentJoy and pain were hand in handhate and deception grew in every manwar and peace mingled as onechildren did it all, adults only attempted funThe grasses grew strong, but mildvicious </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/108777973064286621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=108777973064286621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108777973064286621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108777973064286621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2004/06/so-i-posted-this-beforei-still-love-it.html' title='So, I posted this before....I still love it'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-108778026695019719</id><published>2004-06-13T20:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-20T20:11:06.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>bet you can't guess the title (I know I can't)</title><summary type='text'>He gives pleasure, when she allowsHe goes as he pleases, with and without herShe gives trust and lust, a mustShe goes above and beyondjust for fun, also belowthe belt, even around the eyesshe will as she must, rather asHe makes it so required, orneeded for him, she'd doRight now, never rightGood, but never greatIntense but never enliveningFucking amazing, but never loveAnd in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/108778026695019719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=108778026695019719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108778026695019719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108778026695019719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2004/06/bet-you-cant-guess-title-i-know-i-cant.html' title='bet you can&apos;t guess the title (I know I can&apos;t)'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-108767903762191736</id><published>2004-06-12T16:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-19T16:03:57.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You have an entrancing kiss~ the kind that leavesyour partner bedazzled and maybe even feelinghe/she is dreaming.  Quite effective; the kissthat never lessens and always blows yourpartner away like the first time. What kind of kiss are you? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/108767903762191736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=108767903762191736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108767903762191736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108767903762191736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2004/06/you-have-entrancing-kiss-kind-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-108778428836889440</id><published>2004-06-11T21:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-20T21:31:26.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><summary type='text'>dreams are a funny thingThey make you thinkI can't decide,but no help will arrive.  All has failedin thought.I beg, I plead, I need to know!Do I love him so?It seems so possible, but I just don't know.I think I do, but how?Could it be that this is so true,my love for you, that I can't realize.  I don't know, It's my only explanation, I need another, I think.Let me dream of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/108778428836889440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=108778428836889440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108778428836889440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108778428836889440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2004/06/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-108778036785842340</id><published>2004-06-10T20:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-20T20:12:47.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All the Same One </title><summary type='text'>The ones I know are all the sameI must know for whom I searchif he's repeated seemingly endlesslyin my life to see, but not savelove, but not keep treasure,but not reap, the fruits of loveThe nights, the same, an A for effort, yet always the sameout with the boys and just a few drinks, but always more - too muchmore of the same ole ball 'n' chainat work for love'll drive </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/108778036785842340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=108778036785842340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108778036785842340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108778036785842340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2004/06/all-same-one.html' title='All the Same One '/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-108778008156629943</id><published>2004-06-06T20:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-20T20:11:40.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I think this is the weirdest one I ever wrote...not sure why, though</title><summary type='text'>Why do I care?We all learnedgood and evilhappy and sadsimple and complexsane and crazywhy forget what we learned.Good is the first true sidethe side to fight for, or the side to die for, and the good is that we yearn.Evil is the other, always the otherthe other choice to ponderponder in this way to reach itit is the evil in us all, always.Happy is a lost placeA place to settle</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/108778008156629943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=108778008156629943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108778008156629943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108778008156629943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2004/06/i-think-this-is-weirdest-one-i-ever.html' title='I think this is the weirdest one I ever wrote...not sure why, though'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-108778250484268361</id><published>2004-06-05T20:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-20T20:48:24.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What's the difference between blue and green?</title><summary type='text'>A cozy place to leanand a few too many spiritsYellow and blue could've been made, yet, green, they did not see.They were so very afraidand determined to not be,They will away change andchallenge coming together.Neither would communicatenor just accept any fate.  If they were to never bother, green, their world may ne'r be,Lives a lone color,and dies from a partial color.And </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/108778250484268361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=108778250484268361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108778250484268361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108778250484268361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2004/06/whats-difference-between-blue-and.html' title='What&apos;s the difference between blue and green?'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-108562767007026260</id><published>2004-05-26T22:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T22:14:30.070-05:00</updated><title type='text'>better than regular, I guess</title><summary type='text'>kinky isn't a feather...its using the whole damnchicken! and you kno it. you are so kinky thateven you are afraid of yourself sometimes.   What type of SEX do You enjoy?  brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/108562767007026260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=108562767007026260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108562767007026260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108562767007026260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2004/05/better-than-regular-i-guess.html' title='better than regular, I guess'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-108562725993423866</id><published>2004-05-25T22:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T22:15:00.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'>quizorama</title><summary type='text'>You're GI Joe with the Kung Fu Grip!!  You'restrong, tough, and know how to kick some ass.Don't forget though, no matter how manly youthink you are, you're still just a doll. GodBless America.  What childhood toy from the 80s are you?  brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/108562725993423866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=108562725993423866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108562725993423866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108562725993423866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2004/05/quizorama.html' title='quizorama'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-108562674118584549</id><published>2004-05-24T21:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T22:00:50.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'>yet another nerdy quiz</title><summary type='text'>I am TakashiYou           may be a bit of an outsider but you are generally up for a good time           and usually go with the flow of things. Some would say you are little           obsessed with women and many women would agree.	  		  	  		  Which nerd are you???thanks again, for another silly quiz from the Musing of a Philosophical Scrivener</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/108562674118584549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=108562674118584549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108562674118584549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108562674118584549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2004/05/yet-another-nerdy-quiz.html' title='yet another nerdy quiz'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-108562739571449907</id><published>2004-05-23T22:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T22:15:23.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sick little monkey</title><summary type='text'>French GuardI'm French! Why do think I have this outrageousaccent, you silly king-a?!  What Monty Python Character are you? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/108562739571449907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=108562739571449907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108562739571449907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108562739571449907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2004/05/sick-little-monkey.html' title='sick little monkey'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-108562800550028327</id><published>2004-05-22T22:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T22:20:05.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I love being a dragon</title><summary type='text'>Dragon:Dragons are very mysterious creatures who oftenlive alone in caves with hoards of gold. Youkeep yourself from others and contain manyarmoured plates for defence. However,  you willbe kind to others if they are kind to you. Youare very thrifty and rarely waste any money. What Mythological Creature Are You (Many Results and Beautiful Pics) brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/108562800550028327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=108562800550028327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108562800550028327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108562800550028327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-love-being-dragon.html' title='I love being a dragon'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-108562783944646770</id><published>2004-05-21T22:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T22:32:41.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid quiz, nice answers</title><summary type='text'>Your: Happy eyes! Your cheerfull, bright and alwayswant to try something new. Your inquisitive andquite lovable. You have many friends and willsuccseed in life. What type of eyes do you have? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/108562783944646770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=108562783944646770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108562783944646770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108562783944646770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2004/05/stupid-quiz-nice-answers.html' title='stupid quiz, nice answers'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-108562853392979260</id><published>2004-05-19T22:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T22:28:53.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'>But I always pick the crazy ones....hasn't worked, yet</title><summary type='text'>CRAZY ONE. You need crazy partners. You dont mind if he/she takes alc or drugs or smokes he is not allowed to be boring. Open-Minded for everything our partner should spent much time with you. Your partner shall be spontaneous and love danger. It is not that important if she/he is rich or if he/she cuts his nails she/he must follow you.  You take the domination over  the relationship, you decide </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/108562853392979260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=108562853392979260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108562853392979260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108562853392979260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2004/05/but-i-always-pick-crazy-oneshasnt.html' title='But I always pick the crazy ones....hasn&apos;t worked, yet'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-108562871090590019</id><published>2004-05-16T22:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T22:31:50.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'>red: sounds painful</title><summary type='text'>Your Heart is Red What Color is Your Heart?  brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/108562871090590019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=108562871090590019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108562871090590019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108562871090590019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2004/05/red-sounds-painful.html' title='red: sounds painful'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-108382215359461355</id><published>2004-05-06T00:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T00:45:45.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>here's Johnny</title><summary type='text'>Weird,Funny and Adventurous What JOHNNY DEPP you are? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/108382215359461355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=108382215359461355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108382215359461355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108382215359461355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2004/05/heres-johnny.html' title='here&apos;s Johnny'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-108382165229380249</id><published>2004-05-06T00:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T00:39:59.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'>but I'm whitey...</title><summary type='text'>Your the slang word nigga. everyone and everythingis one. please use carefully!Which slang word r u? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/108382165229380249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=108382165229380249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108382165229380249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108382165229380249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2004/05/but-im-whitey.html' title='but I&apos;m whitey...'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-108380524947255743</id><published>2004-05-05T20:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-05T20:04:02.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>film fun</title><summary type='text'>I guess it's about time to say, yeah, I'm still alive.  Lucky day, eh.  The documentary's done (mostly); we can't stop being perfectionists, but we've already shown it twice.  I know I should be full of details about it, or the party following it's premier, but nah....I'd rather tease (and I'm kinda tired of it all).  So, you can look forward to more details soon.  For now, yeah, school's out....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/108380524947255743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=108380524947255743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108380524947255743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108380524947255743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2004/05/film-fun.html' title='film fun'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-108382245359394649</id><published>2004-05-04T00:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T00:50:45.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'>haven't one of those yet</title><summary type='text'>You should be dating a Libra.23 September - 22 OctoberThis mate is artistic, refined, loving andromantic.  Though the balance of Libra candisplay manipulative, overbearing and indolenttraits, this mate is sure to be a passionateaddition to your bed. What Zodiac Sign Are You Attracted To? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/108382245359394649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=108382245359394649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108382245359394649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108382245359394649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2004/05/havent-one-of-those-yet.html' title='haven&apos;t one of those yet'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-108382374394085084</id><published>2004-05-03T01:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T01:12:41.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Does that mean Kirk and Candice are my kids?</title><summary type='text'>James CameronWhich B Director are you? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/108382374394085084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=108382374394085084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108382374394085084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108382374394085084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2004/05/does-that-mean-kirk-and-candice-are-my.html' title='Does that mean Kirk and Candice are my kids?'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-108562823286268934</id><published>2004-05-02T22:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T22:23:52.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'>look a different pic...</title><summary type='text'>Tomboy What's your sexual appeal? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/108562823286268934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=108562823286268934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108562823286268934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108562823286268934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2004/05/look-different-pic.html' title='look a different pic...'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-108382382925585253</id><published>2004-05-01T01:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T01:13:58.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'>d'huh, y'all keep 'em straight up there</title><summary type='text'>-Perfect- You're the perfect girlfriend. Whichmeans you're rare or that you cheated :P You'rethe kind of chick that can hang out with yourboyfriend's friends and be silly. You don'tcare about presents or about going to fancyplaced. Hell, just hang out. You're just happybeing around your boyfriend. What Kind of Girlfriend Are You? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/108382382925585253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=108382382925585253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108382382925585253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108382382925585253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2004/05/dhuh-yall-keep-em-straight-up-there.html' title='d&apos;huh, y&apos;all keep &apos;em straight up there'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-108382432762271560</id><published>2004-04-30T01:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T01:22:00.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't feel that way, but maybe I do write like that....</title><summary type='text'>You're an Angst writer! What kind of writer are you? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/108382432762271560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=108382432762271560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108382432762271560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108382432762271560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-dont-feel-that-way-but-maybe-i-do.html' title='I don&apos;t feel that way, but maybe I do write like that....'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-108382406649491816</id><published>2004-04-28T01:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T01:17:55.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'>crush cake?</title><summary type='text'>You are a Anniversery/wedding cake ~ You're in lovewith a bf or you have a major crush! Love seemslike it's been infront of things no matterwhat, maybe even once in a life time things.You're a dreamer or a devoted lover. If youlike your relationship or you want to go a stepcloser with someone.. keep up the good work,cause love is your big factor in your life! What kind of celebration cake are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/108382406649491816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=108382406649491816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108382406649491816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108382406649491816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2004/04/crush-cake.html' title='crush cake?'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-108382516430678995</id><published>2004-04-22T01:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T01:35:56.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't even fit in, at home, damn y'all</title><summary type='text'>Oh Man, there is no way in hell you're a redneck?RATEAre You A Redneck? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/108382516430678995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=108382516430678995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108382516430678995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108382516430678995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-dont-even-fit-in-at-home-damn-yall.html' title='I don&apos;t even fit in, at home, damn y&apos;all'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-108382484308351022</id><published>2004-04-15T01:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T01:30:35.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly me.....thinking I was Chinese</title><summary type='text'>SAMURAI. A samurai is a soldier of mainly only Asiabut there are other different kinds of stylesthere is a samurai, a ninja, a kung fu artist,and there is a chia chi kung. Those are all thenatural styles of martial arts that I know atthe time. The samurai's weapon is a sword, thesword is very sharp on one or both sides of thesword.Samurai's are really close to family,friends, and tradition. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/108382484308351022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=108382484308351022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108382484308351022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108382484308351022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2004/04/silly-methinking-i-was-chinese.html' title='Silly me.....thinking I was Chinese'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-108382460533112599</id><published>2004-04-10T01:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T01:26:37.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'>awww, isn't that special?</title><summary type='text'>Reincarnation: You are nice enough to go to heaven,but Earth won't be as fun without you. So youshall come back as someone or something else.As a real optimist and lighthearted person, youalways see the good in things. People probablyrespect you for your wonderful personality andlove for life. People like you make the world ahappier place (please rate my quiz) **Where will you go when you die?**</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/108382460533112599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=108382460533112599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108382460533112599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108382460533112599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2004/04/awww-isnt-that-special.html' title='awww, isn&apos;t that special?'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-108382476902729208</id><published>2004-03-30T02:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T01:29:21.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'>how mushy!</title><summary type='text'>Love. You Truly Desire Love. You long for someoneto hold you and take the pain away. You haven'tbeen in much relationships or you need to workon how to handle them. You always seem lost ina daydream about the person you care aboutmost.PLEASE RATE What Do You Truly Desire? *PICS* brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/108382476902729208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=108382476902729208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108382476902729208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108382476902729208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2004/03/how-mushy.html' title='how mushy!'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-108382545443582131</id><published>2004-03-22T02:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T01:41:24.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Does mean I'm Chuck Taylor?</title><summary type='text'>Sneakers- funny, laid-back, and goofy, you love tomake people laugh and have a good time.  Youenjoy comfort and don't care to much about whatpeople think of you.  You like to hang out withyour buddies and just have a good time. [pleasevote! thank you! :)]  What Kind of Shoe Are You? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/108382545443582131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=108382545443582131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108382545443582131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/108382545443582131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2004/03/does-mean-im-chuck-taylor.html' title='Does mean I&apos;m Chuck Taylor?'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-107972266358886635</id><published>2004-03-19T13:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-19T14:00:39.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Well I'm not, but all my ex's are.....</title><summary type='text'>Postatem obscuri lateris nescitis."You do not know the power of the DarkSide."  There are two possibilities: youare a Star Wars geek, or you are unreasoninglyscary.  Which Weird Latin Phrase Are You?  brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/107972266358886635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=107972266358886635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107972266358886635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107972266358886635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2004/03/well-im-not-but-all-my-exs-are.html' title='Well I&apos;m not, but all my ex&apos;s are.....'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-107924794418106478</id><published>2004-03-14T02:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-14T02:08:04.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TFM!!!STREAM!!!!</title><summary type='text'>In my coming of age internet experience, I've tried lots of interesting new things: forums, radio streams, blogs, etc.  But today, I have found the coolest thing ever! EVER!  In case you haven't notice the first few links (all for The Floating Men) on this page, I can promise they're pretty damn important (at least to me and hundreds of other fans).   So, now life is finally complete....with a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/107924794418106478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=107924794418106478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107924794418106478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107924794418106478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2004/03/tfmstream.html' title='TFM!!!STREAM!!!!'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-107921025694531919</id><published>2004-03-13T15:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-13T15:39:55.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are the grammar Fuhrer. All bow to yourauthority. You will crush all the inferiorpeople under the soles of your jackboots, andany who question your motives will beeliminated. Your punishment is being the baneof every other person's existence, becauseyou're constantly contradicting stupidity.Everyone will be gunning for you. Your dreamsof a master race of spellers and grammariansfrighten the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/107921025694531919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=107921025694531919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107921025694531919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107921025694531919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2004/03/you-are-grammar-fuhrer.html' title=''/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-107846582179885263</id><published>2004-03-05T00:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-05T02:35:39.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'>mysterious</title><summary type='text'>Seven is sometimes considered as a mystical and magical number because of the biblical seven days of creation, and the seven heavenly bodies of ancient astronomy (i.e. The Sun, Moon, Mercury, Venus, Mars, Saturn, and Jupiter; they hadn't seen the others yet).  You are understanding, perceptive and bright, and enjoy hard work and challenges.  You are often serious, scholarly, and interested in all</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/107846582179885263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=107846582179885263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107846582179885263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107846582179885263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2004/03/mysterious.html' title='mysterious'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-107846402340446921</id><published>2004-03-04T23:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-05T00:45:33.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise...surprise, surprise, surprise</title><summary type='text'>We got another nice surprise filming today.  At the Embree House , we met the owner who had tried to contact us.   She filled us in on some of the history and the stories and so on.  It was so much more than we expected.  We thought he was mainly known for his Abolitionist newspaper in the early 19th century.  Rumors, of course, suggest that he was also part of the Underground Railroad .   Either</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/107846402340446921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=107846402340446921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107846402340446921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107846402340446921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2004/03/surprisesurprise-surprise-surprise.html' title='Surprise...surprise, surprise, surprise'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-107827004856231608</id><published>2004-03-02T18:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-02T18:34:21.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What's in a name?</title><summary type='text'>VERONICA, ST. According to the most recent version of the legend, Veronica was a pious woman of Jerusalem, who, moved with pity by the spectacle of Jesus carrying His cross to Golgotha, gave Him her kerchief in order that He might wipe the drops of agony from His brow. The Lord accepted the offering, and after using the napkin handed it back to her with the image of His face miraculously </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/107827004856231608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=107827004856231608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107827004856231608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107827004856231608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2004/03/whats-in-name.html' title='What&apos;s in a name?'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-107827254104144742</id><published>2004-03-01T19:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-02T19:11:09.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'>flower pics</title><summary type='text'>genus pics</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/107827254104144742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=107827254104144742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107827254104144742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107827254104144742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2004/03/flower-pics.html' title='flower pics'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-107782647037087709</id><published>2004-02-26T15:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-26T15:20:17.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Day....'til Spring Break</title><summary type='text'>It's so nice when it snows, and you needed it most.  To finish out this week, I had 2 assignments, 2 speeches, 2 exams, 3 papers, a traffic ticket to appeal, and camera equipment to pick-up and shoot with, at a local Underground Railroad house (name of which is in dispute, but we'll call it Bell-Herrin-Gilliam, for short, for now).   I could've done it all, but it'll sure be nice to have that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/107782647037087709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=107782647037087709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107782647037087709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107782647037087709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2004/02/snow-daytil-spring-break.html' title='Snow Day....&apos;til Spring Break'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-107758773341578695</id><published>2004-02-23T20:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-26T15:17:38.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ETSU Pride</title><summary type='text'>Brag, brag, blah, blah, proud, proud, yaddah, yaddah, etc, etc.....Just in case you didn't get today's copy of the Johnson City Press, maybe this will help.As excited as I am, I still must complain.  The article doesn't make a request for local help (which we could really use) or list my number as a contact.   Also I'm misquoted, not pictured, and my comments are out of context.  But our </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/107758773341578695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=107758773341578695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107758773341578695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107758773341578695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2004/02/etsu-pride.html' title='ETSU Pride'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-107737404797572696</id><published>2004-02-21T09:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-21T09:47:48.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Give it back, a little bit deeper....</title><summary type='text'>I never knew how exciting the   Underground Railroad  could be.  I'm probably assuming too much, but I think every time we find a little more substance to our documentary, I feel empathy -- like a slave finding the next station, perhaps.  It's so hard, yet so exciting.  It almost doesn't matter that Hypoglycemia has left me no energy -- just the excitement behind this story is enough to keep me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/107737404797572696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=107737404797572696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107737404797572696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107737404797572696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2004/02/give-it-back-little-bit-deeper.html' title='Give it back, a little bit deeper....'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-107617930923194093</id><published>2004-02-07T13:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-07T13:43:33.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'>O.K., here it is...</title><summary type='text'>The holidays were different, but great.  Hypoglycemia has subsided, but is not subdued.   ETSU has consumed my time, and worn out my mind, body, and soul....I'm just tired.  With merely 75 hours left, I have go, I have to finish, it's so close.  My house has radically changed...none of the  original room-mates still live here.  It's kinda weird, yet really nice.   Some things will always be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/107617930923194093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=107617930923194093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107617930923194093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107617930923194093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2004/02/ok-here-it-is.html' title='O.K., here it is...'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-107411347454536706</id><published>2004-01-14T15:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-14T15:52:37.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'>technical difficulties</title><summary type='text'>O.K., I know I owe you an explanation, but I still don't have time for it.  All I can say is that I am almost back....just a few more bugs to work out of the ole' system.   My illness is still subsiding, but I have at least a year of doctor's visits.  I'm currently trying to get back into school, but it's a long annoying process.  Just as soon as I'm back in school, I'll become too busy for much </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/107411347454536706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=107411347454536706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107411347454536706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107411347454536706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2004/01/technical-difficulties.html' title='technical difficulties'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-107217065382660126</id><published>2003-12-20T04:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-23T04:11:51.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How could that be my best trait?!</title><summary type='text'>Complete sincerity: You believe in beingstraightforward with others, and you expect thesame from them. People would consider you agood listener, and one who is calm and mostlyserious. Which Characteristic From the Samurai Code Matches You Best? (You may find out your best trait) brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/107217065382660126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=107217065382660126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107217065382660126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107217065382660126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2003/12/how-could-that-be-my-best-trait.html' title='How could that be my best trait?!'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-107217034431734635</id><published>2003-12-19T03:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-23T04:06:42.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Now, I understand why I don't like Christmas...</title><summary type='text'>You are Romans. Which book of the Bible are you? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/107217034431734635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=107217034431734635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107217034431734635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107217034431734635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2003/12/now-i-understand-why-i-dont-like.html' title='Now, I understand why I don&apos;t like Christmas...'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-107216993125930118</id><published>2003-12-18T03:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-23T04:00:17.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'>odd...</title><summary type='text'>Baubels- You're rounded. And shiny.....and youhang..hmm sounds familiar..+~(What Christmas Decoration Are You?)~+ brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/107216993125930118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=107216993125930118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107216993125930118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107216993125930118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2003/12/odd.html' title='odd...'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-107216959827395827</id><published>2003-12-18T03:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-23T03:54:54.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>fruity!</title><summary type='text'>You're Skittles!!!  You have a very interestingpersonality, you're so unique.  You're the kindof person who always thinks outside of the box.You're also a very accepting individual, andbelieve in inner beauty. Which kind of candy are you? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/107216959827395827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=107216959827395827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107216959827395827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107216959827395827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2003/12/fruity.html' title='fruity!'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-107216924878755161</id><published>2003-12-17T03:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-23T03:54:42.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ahhh, much more vague...that's better</title><summary type='text'>You are the creation of the mad genius Dr.Frankenstein.  You are considered his monster.Stitched together with the flesh of corpses youwere brought back to life by a machine of lifeyour creator used to generate the power oflightning to give you life.  Possessing thebrain of a murderer yet the intelligence of achild, you are a lonesome creature who has noreal freind, only terrified foes. Which </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/107216924878755161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=107216924878755161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107216924878755161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107216924878755161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2003/12/ahhh-much-more-vaguethats-better.html' title='ahhh, much more vague...that&apos;s better'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-107216909103675075</id><published>2003-12-16T03:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-23T03:45:48.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd disagree, but who's listening?!</title><summary type='text'>You are an Atheist, you dont believe in any god/s,just whats tangible.  You are faithless, andmost likely correct in your view of the world.What Is Your True Religion? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/107216909103675075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=107216909103675075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107216909103675075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107216909103675075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2003/12/id-disagree-but-whos-listening.html' title='I&apos;d disagree, but who&apos;s listening?!'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-107157238994108017</id><published>2003-12-15T05:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-16T06:00:40.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'>At least it's not the 80's...(And, hey Motown wasn't even an option -- no fair!)</title><summary type='text'>classic rock  What music genre are you?  brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/107157238994108017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=107157238994108017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107157238994108017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107157238994108017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2003/12/at-least-its-not-80sand-hey-motown.html' title='At least it&apos;s not the 80&apos;s...(And, hey Motown wasn&apos;t even an option -- no fair!)'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-107157034517234169</id><published>2003-12-14T05:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-16T05:43:15.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here's a link to Asian astrology...But now, about me, of course....and then...(sign)The Dragon is one of the most powerfuland lucky Signs of the Chinese Zodiac. Its warm heart makes the Dragon's brash, fiery energy far more palatable. This is a giving, intelligent and tenacious Sign that knows exactly what it wants and is determined to get it. Dragons possess a certain natural, charming </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/107157034517234169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=107157034517234169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107157034517234169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107157034517234169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2003/12/heres-link-to-asian-astrology.html' title=''/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-107156698761259921</id><published>2003-12-13T04:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-16T04:31:30.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>funny, kinda...</title><summary type='text'>You're the smirk,a frown-smile hybrid that's alittle bit cocky and usually associated withevil or arrogant,but attractive people.Youprobably just don't give a damn,but it'severyone else's fault if you don't becauseyou're too awesome to have any real faults. What Kind of Smile are You? brought to you by QuizillaAnd I always thought I had just had big smiles...  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/107156698761259921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=107156698761259921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107156698761259921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107156698761259921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2003/12/funny-kinda.html' title='funny, kinda...'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-107156601418955286</id><published>2003-12-12T04:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-16T04:14:45.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been too long...</title><summary type='text'>I have to share something more personal that poetry and quizzes every now and then.  So, what we're going to do tomorrow night, brain, is try and take over the world, one house at a time.  It seems best to start with my own.  Things can get pretty crazy with the half a dozen people here.  I'm not complaining, really, but everyone else is.  It's a den of gossip, conspiracy, and lies...and if </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/107156601418955286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=107156601418955286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107156601418955286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107156601418955286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2003/12/its-been-too-long.html' title='It&apos;s been too long...'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-107114370692386840</id><published>2003-12-11T06:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-11T06:55:52.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not again</title><summary type='text'>William Burroughs What classically cool poet or writer are you?  brought to you by QuizillaI don't understand why I keep getting characters I don't particularly like.  Perhaps I need to examine my own character better before I go on.   If my quizzes have told me anything, it must be annoying.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/107114370692386840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=107114370692386840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107114370692386840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107114370692386840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2003/12/not-again.html' title='Not again'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-107114282687283014</id><published>2003-12-10T06:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-19T02:42:00.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>some very freshman stuff...</title><summary type='text'>The man I may fall in love withHe'll be strong and cuteNot the kind who believes in silly mythBut not afraid to play the fluteHe'll believe in meAnd I in himAlways ready to enjoy a good spot of teaNot too tall and not too slimI want him smartBut not so much that makes me feel dumbTo be just right he's to have a good heartAnd not get too excited when I kiss his thumbHair of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/107114282687283014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=107114282687283014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107114282687283014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107114282687283014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2003/12/some-very-freshman-stuff.html' title='some very freshman stuff...'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-107113991106643605</id><published>2003-12-09T05:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-11T07:00:17.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'>in my own lil' coffee house...</title><summary type='text'>Stop the world, I want to get offIt revolves around me anywaySo, why not?All that's necessary is for me to say o.k.It doesn't take a lot.Something almost scared me,But I'll never tellSo, would you please, say just let me go free?It's a living hellI walk around more on the world everydayBut it's just not rightSeems there's a lil' somethin' amiss in every waySpirits are not indeed</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/107113991106643605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=107113991106643605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107113991106643605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107113991106643605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2003/12/in-my-own-lil-coffee-house.html' title='in my own lil&apos; coffee house...'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-107112440228340382</id><published>2003-12-08T01:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-11T07:01:28.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'>...but I coulda sworn it was erased...</title><summary type='text'>Amateur movie! You might not be too experienced inthe way of sex...but chances are, you do enjoyit (or the thought of it). We'll probably seeyou in some home video that surfaces on theinternet one day. What kind of porno would you star in? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/107112440228340382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=107112440228340382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107112440228340382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107112440228340382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2003/12/but-i-coulda-sworn-it-was-erased.html' title='...but I coulda sworn it was erased...'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-107104748834182354</id><published>2003-12-07T04:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-11T07:01:42.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I like it, but I'm not getting a nose ring...</title><summary type='text'>You are naturally born with a gift, whether it bepoetry, writing or song. You love beauty andcreativity, and usually are highly intelligent.Others view you as mysterious and dreamy, yetalso bold since you hold firm in your beliefs. What Type of Soul Do You Have ? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/107104748834182354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=107104748834182354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107104748834182354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107104748834182354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2003/12/i-like-it-but-im-not-getting-nose-ring.html' title='I like it, but I&apos;m not getting a nose ring...'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-107104720865634700</id><published>2003-12-06T04:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-11T07:02:03.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You should be dating a Pisces.19 February - 20 MarchYour mate is loving and caring, trusting andhospitable, and romantic.  Though he/she can beself-pitying, temperamental or dependent, thefishes are quite romantic in bed. What Zodiac Sign Are You Attracted To? brought to you by QuizillaI only post this because it's too funny to keep to myself.  All of my life, there's only been one sign </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/107104720865634700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=107104720865634700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107104720865634700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107104720865634700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2003/12/you-should-be-dating-pisces.html' title=''/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-107059474125325379</id><published>2003-12-04T22:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-04T22:29:40.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quizzes can matter; and god's a game</title><summary type='text'>This site frustrated me because I couldn't get a perfect score.  I know I should have been satisfied with one mere hit, but I had to try for better.  Please, let me know if you can top it.  It sounds more like a war than a quiz, but call it what you will, just try it.  I'm not sure how to explain it, so, for once, just trust me, and try it....here </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/107059474125325379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=107059474125325379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107059474125325379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107059474125325379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2003/12/quizzes-can-matter-and-gods-game.html' title='Quizzes can matter; and god&apos;s a game'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-107050415772872682</id><published>2003-12-03T21:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-03T21:17:24.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Perhaps, I am biased, but...</title><summary type='text'>Here's the best new blog.  It's freshly published, and far more professional-looking than mine.  It's listed below, but for the lazy.  I learned a lot, especially about transexuals.  But don't worry, it's safe-fun for all...it has to be, my lil' brother did it (and we all know how innocent I think he is).  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/107050415772872682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=107050415772872682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107050415772872682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/107050415772872682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2003/12/perhaps-i-am-biased-but.html' title='Perhaps, I am biased, but...'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-106982198072627704</id><published>2003-11-25T23:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-25T23:48:43.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'>(spawn to the previous poem)</title><summary type='text'>My love for you is like a treewhen we first met you planted a seednow my blossums are ready to burst freebecause you've finally given me just what I needThe feeling I kept inside grew strong and spreadnow what I feel can not be stoppedbecause of those 3 words that you finally saidnow my desires, with whipped cream, will be toppedThe bottom of my heart is deep and warmmy arms reach out </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/106982198072627704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=106982198072627704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/106982198072627704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/106982198072627704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2003/11/spawn-to-previous-poem.html' title='(spawn to the previous poem)'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-106981569015227200</id><published>2003-11-25T22:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-25T22:36:59.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'>perfect world</title><summary type='text'>It was a perfect yearall the normal elementssummer, winter, spring, and fallrain, snow, sleet, and sunThe flowers bloomed and leftThe skies dried then weptbeauty came and wentLove seemed heaven sentjoy and pain were hand in handhate and peace mingled as onechildren did it all, adults only attempted funThe grasses grew strong, but mildvisicious animals roamed in the wildThe days </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/106981569015227200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=106981569015227200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/106981569015227200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/106981569015227200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2003/11/perfect-world.html' title='perfect world'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-106966122580044939</id><published>2003-11-24T03:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-24T03:08:16.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So, you think I'm crazy.  Well, we all know quizes don't lie....</title><summary type='text'>DisorderRatingParanoid:LowSchizoid:ModerateSchizotypal:ModerateAntisocial:LowBorderline:LowHistrionic:LowNarcissistic:ModerateAvoidant:LowDependent:LowObsessive-Compulsive:Moderate-- Personality Disorder Test - Take It! --</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/106966122580044939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=106966122580044939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/106966122580044939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/106966122580044939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2003/11/so-you-think-im-crazy-well-we-all-know.html' title='So, you think I&apos;m crazy.  Well, we all know quizes don&apos;t lie....'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-106936172336967976</id><published>2003-11-20T15:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-11T04:39:31.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'>yeah, ok...</title><summary type='text'>You are Lobo.Lobo is an alien humanoid being from the planetCzarnia. Born in the Earth year 1599, Lobo is6'4", 250 pounds, with red eyes and blackhair. Lobo is the last surviving member of hisrace, because he killed almost every otherCzarnian on a whim one day. Lobo's favoritecolor is Sepucher Black. He is a man of hisword, who would rather kill the promisee thanrenege. He also loathes the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/106936172336967976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=106936172336967976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/106936172336967976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/106936172336967976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2003/11/yeah-ok.html' title='yeah, ok...'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-106930881192504373</id><published>2003-11-20T01:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-20T01:14:58.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>America</title><summary type='text'>America is all around mebut that's not the only place I want to beto be a patriot it must be inside my heartI want it like this 'cause it's how I'll play my partI want to kiss you and never stopIf you won't let me, I'll never get on topI want to hold you tightForever and ever, especially late at nightFrom sea to shining seaIt's for you, I''d get down on one kneefrom east to west, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/106930881192504373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=106930881192504373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/106930881192504373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/106930881192504373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2003/11/america.html' title='America'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-106922957753238625</id><published>2003-11-19T03:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-19T03:14:30.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rips Just Keep-on Comin'...</title><summary type='text'>I am a ManShe was a girlso full of strangeI walked in the roomsaw her by the windowone brief glanceand I thought she wanted to jumpI made my way to her sideeven if I couldn't stop herI still wanted to see her fallwhat a great story for the grandkidsAs I got closerI saw why she was leaning out pure essence of beauty, life, love, peace and happiness all blurred into oneIt </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/106922957753238625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=106922957753238625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/106922957753238625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/106922957753238625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2003/11/rips-just-keep-on-comin.html' title='The Rips Just Keep-on Comin&apos;...'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-106921416209147696</id><published>2003-11-18T22:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-18T22:56:25.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another old untitled song rip...</title><summary type='text'>And he came to a doorand he looked insideto his mild surprisewhat did he see,but a glass pitcher with a reflection of mehe turned ever so quicklybut too late to seethe vision for which he had hoped and prayedshe just wasn't thereShe couldn't have stayedit was yet another fantasy which hismind had madehe cried at nightthough it was more in frightand terrornot for the loss of his</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/106921416209147696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=106921416209147696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/106921416209147696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/106921416209147696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2003/11/another-old-untitled-song-rip.html' title='Another old untitled song rip...'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-106905941393342488</id><published>2003-11-17T03:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-12T01:00:59.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet another tasteless quiz...</title><summary type='text'>I am Diarrhea .Diarrhea's are by far the most humorous of all the shits going for the big laugh at all costs. From fart jokes to slapstick humor Diarrhea's are know for pulling out the stops when it comes to shits and giggles... though Diarrhea's do have their down sides.. And like the sad clowns they are, Diarrhea's are actually dying inside and prone to suicide and even murder...What Kinda </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/106905941393342488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=106905941393342488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/106905941393342488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/106905941393342488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2003/11/yet-another-tasteless-quiz.html' title='Yet another tasteless quiz...'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-106878882865234202</id><published>2003-11-14T00:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-14T00:48:04.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not straight-edge, hmmm....</title><summary type='text'>OcCasIoNaL DrInKeR.... you drink when the time isright, when you need a boost, or when thealcohol is free. you never crave it, or dependon it and you are smart when you drink... youare the perfect medium :: how much of an alcoholic are you? :: brought to you by Quizilla...anyway, my shelf is just a little bigger.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/106878882865234202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=106878882865234202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/106878882865234202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/106878882865234202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2003/11/not-straight-edge-hmmm.html' title='Not straight-edge, hmmm....'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-106867216822514309</id><published>2003-11-12T16:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-12T00:56:42.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Now, that's the kinda surprise I like:</title><summary type='text'>Tarzan! What movie Do you Belong in?(many different outcomes!) brought to you by QuizillaNow it makes sense....that must be why my dad always called me a monkey! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/106867216822514309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=106867216822514309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/106867216822514309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/106867216822514309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2003/11/now-thats-kinda-surprise-i-like.html' title='Now, that&apos;s the kinda surprise I like:'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-106817230110973449</id><published>2003-11-06T21:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-06T21:31:39.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost....</title><summary type='text'>There's technically 24 hours left until I'm 27 (10:15 pm ~11/07/76).  In Carlin homage, I'd have to say: 'so far, it's the oldest I've been.'  And I mean that, really.  It doesn't feel too much more significant than that -- and that's o.k..  It's a good age still...I don't feel old, yet.  The celebration began early with dinner(Chinese) and shopping and cake (ginger with butterscotch)....followed</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/106817230110973449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=106817230110973449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/106817230110973449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/106817230110973449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2003/11/almost.html' title='Almost....'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-106801562301075837</id><published>2003-11-05T02:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-05T02:00:21.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'm an asshole (probably male!)"</title><summary type='text'>YOU ASSHOLE!! Congratulations, you are an ASSHOLE!Probably male, you make a spectacle of yourselfwherever you go and probably annoy more peoplethan you delight. On the bright side, you havesome degree of self-awareness and probablydon't lie about it.Are you a Fuckwit, Asshole, Bitch, or Psycho? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/106801562301075837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=106801562301075837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/106801562301075837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/106801562301075837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2003/11/im-asshole-probably-male.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m an asshole (probably male!)&quot;'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-106798180431752224</id><published>2003-11-04T16:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-04T16:37:21.270-05:00</updated><title type='text'>O.K., I did that on purpose</title><summary type='text'>You asked for my opinion when you clicked on my blog...so, here it goes....Here's the best of all, forum, that is.  Those others are fine and dandy, and I'll remaind dedicated, but there is one, one so great I dare not compare it.  It merits a post all it's own.  The most welcome bunch of wackos I 've found, aptly named .....    E-Psychoman.  I thought it was a chatboard for Psyc students -- </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/106798180431752224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=106798180431752224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/106798180431752224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/106798180431752224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2003/11/ok-i-did-that-on-purpose.html' title='O.K., I did that on purpose'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-106797052845206449</id><published>2003-11-04T13:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-12T00:57:26.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This one's dedicated to Tommy, the RTB, IHOP,  EHOWA, and those funny tasting vegans </title><summary type='text'>I'm a Humor Poster! Forums-Poster-Type brought to you by Quizilla....and for the forum illiterate that dedication again: Tommy, the RTB, IHOP, EHOWA, and those funny tastin' vegans ...it's all good!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/106797052845206449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=106797052845206449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/106797052845206449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/106797052845206449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2003/11/this-ones-dedicated-to-tommy-rtb-ihop.html' title='This one&apos;s dedicated to Tommy, the RTB, IHOP,  EHOWA, and those funny tasting vegans '/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-106784611901509980</id><published>2003-11-03T02:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-12T00:57:45.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'>well, at least I'm not bush...</title><summary type='text'>You are Colin Powell! You're the odd duck ofthe Bush White House - the reasonable diplomat.Every administration's got one! Which member of the Bush Administration are you? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/106784611901509980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=106784611901509980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/106784611901509980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/106784611901509980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2003/11/well-at-least-im-not-bush.html' title='well, at least I&apos;m not bush...'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425572.post-106745502465833481</id><published>2003-10-29T14:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-29T14:34:15.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good news</title><summary type='text'>I keep forgetting to share my good news.  I've known for over a week, but failed to mention it here.  I have new room-mates, yeah!  About a year ago, I got this huge house...for, my friend, Lanora, her boyfriend, J.P., her mpd mom, my brother, and me....I said it was big, didn't I.  In fact it may well be the biggest place I've ever lived, but anyway...they all moved out, except Lanora.  Well, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/feeds/106745502465833481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5425572&amp;postID=106745502465833481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/106745502465833481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5425572/posts/default/106745502465833481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toysbrock.blogspot.com/2003/10/good-news.html' title='Good news'/><author><name>Toys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120796596474710949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ATHhS5yM77Y/Sn28WD7QqdI/AAAAAAAAABc/JmyQAdvmtbk/S220/dcut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
