tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177441282009-05-03T18:06:39.766-05:00The LabratHaving fun until the fur flies! Check out the maze and drink the contents of any of the test tubes that look tasty, but don't press the red button!LDahlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17063861840067555655noreply@blogger.comBlogger68125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17744128.post-63139794386907730512009-03-29T15:08:00.001-05:002009-03-29T15:12:15.710-05:00I knew there was a reason....<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WDOn639E114&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WDOn639E114&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">for my cat going crazy in the night!!! </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17744128-6313979438690773051?l=observationalrodent.blogspot.com'/></div>LDahlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17063861840067555655noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17744128.post-83885520755852089362009-03-27T15:00:00.003-05:002009-03-27T15:20:13.762-05:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoA3pVubsrg/Sc0z7Jj0kiI/AAAAAAAAAMo/gZ5YHOQ_6S8/s1600-h/CreamofTartar.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoA3pVubsrg/Sc0z7Jj0kiI/AAAAAAAAAMo/gZ5YHOQ_6S8/s400/CreamofTartar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317963826265887266" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">I continue walking my dark side on a leash. How far can this go? I have no idea at this time.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">I am finding out interesting facts on my path to mayhem. (Sounds like a town name doesn't it? Mayhem Mississippi, home to swamp-light ghosts and catfish hunters.)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">55 words, does it work? Click on the can if it is too small to read here.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">Some notes........</span><br /><br /><b style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">Loki</b><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"> is one of the major deities in the Norse pantheon. He is a son of the giant Farbauti ("cruel striker") and the giantess Laufey. He is regarded as one of Aesir, but is on occasion their enemy. He is connected with fire and magic, and can assume many different shapes (horse, falcon, fly). He is crafty and malicious, but is also heroic: in that aspect he can be compared with the trickster from North American myths. The ambivalent god grows progressively more unpleasant, and is directly responsible for the death of Balder, the god of light.</span><br /><br /><b style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">Cream of Tartar</b><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"> is a natural, pure ingredient left behind after grape juice has fermented to wine.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">Potassium bitartrate crystallises in wine casks during the fermentation of grape juice, and can precipitate out of wine in bottle.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">This crude form (known as beeswing) is collected and purified to produce the white, odorless, acidic powder used for many culinary and other household purposes. It is also a major ingredient in baking powder.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">Cream of Tartar has no aroma and has an acidic flavor.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17744128-8388552075585208936?l=observationalrodent.blogspot.com'/></div>LDahlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17063861840067555655noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17744128.post-35398178952261045212009-03-22T17:48:00.004-05:002009-03-22T18:02:35.298-05:00Playing Chicken<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoA3pVubsrg/ScbC95SHDOI/AAAAAAAAAMg/fKpsgH9jX1k/s1600-h/PlayingChicken.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoA3pVubsrg/ScbC95SHDOI/AAAAAAAAAMg/fKpsgH9jX1k/s400/PlayingChicken.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316150778762038498" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">I've been working on a small collection of Ten Tiny Tales of Retribution. They are shamefully fun to write, and hopefully will improve my writing skills. They are each 55 words. It is really interesting to see how one changed word can affect how a story is perceived. Let me know what you think!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17744128-3539817895226104521?l=observationalrodent.blogspot.com'/></div>LDahlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17063861840067555655noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17744128.post-85777560841569518782009-02-12T19:24:00.007-06:002009-02-12T19:34:31.598-06:00Makin' Bacon<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoA3pVubsrg/SZTMV42h8DI/AAAAAAAAAME/X7NclNaaPeQ/s1600-h/Makin%27+Bacon.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 377px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoA3pVubsrg/SZTMV42h8DI/AAAAAAAAAME/X7NclNaaPeQ/s400/Makin%27+Bacon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302087337732337714" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">We're doing a 55 word writing project, fast, easy and most of all, fun.</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"> </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">Click on the pic for an easier read.</span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">Hope you all have a Happy Valentine's Day.</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17744128-8577756084156951878?l=observationalrodent.blogspot.com'/></div>LDahlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17063861840067555655noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17744128.post-15082083551896676102009-01-04T02:48:00.002-06:002009-01-04T02:55:48.887-06:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoA3pVubsrg/SWB4DnmeZGI/AAAAAAAAALk/ZybT9R89J7w/s1600-h/Unexplainable.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 354px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoA3pVubsrg/SWB4DnmeZGI/AAAAAAAAALk/ZybT9R89J7w/s400/Unexplainable.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287357966098261090" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">I can explain this picture.<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">This is a picture of the Werewolf of London's tailor. He was at his Senior prom bringing a refreshing beverage to his date Candy, who had just been crowned Prom Queen, when he got the emergency call on his Nokia 1650 cell phone. Alberto, the werewolf's real name, had been drinking Pina Coladas (made with light rum, coconut cream and pineapples) at Trader Vic's when a full moon rose into the evening sky. Alberto proceeded to have a howling good time, but once the moon set, he realized he needed immediate repair work done on his elegant evening apparel. That's when he called his trusted tailor Bob. Bob and his date Candy left the prom in a hurry and found Alberto slumped against the side of an office building. Bob set to work and in no time he had made the much needed repairs with his trusty portable Singer sewing machine. Bob, Candy and Alberto planned to go to Denny's for breakfast, but Bob's POS Bumblebee ‘77 Chevy Camaro wouldn't start, so they did the only thing they could do. They hijacked the UPS man as he was leaving a package off at Fowler's Office Supply, telling him he would be unharmed as long as he delivered them to Denny's and kept his mouth shut. Fred, the UPS driver, didn't have a problem with that because Candy was very large and charming below the neck and also he wouldn't mind a coffee. They were fast becoming friends when the accident happened. The Singer suddenly took a liking to Fred's pants leg. In the act of trying to kick the machine off his leg, Fred lost control of his delivery vehicle,ran off the road, into a construction site, and ended halfway up an embankment, his van impaled by a chain link fence. Fred called the Singer every name in the book and used the Nokia to call the cops. Alberto took this picture of Bob and the machine that took a bitching and kept on stitching. Bob was arrested soon after the photo was taken.<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">They still haven't come up with the money to bail poor Bob out of jail and the Camaro has been impounded. Alberto was last seen walking with the Queen.<br /><br /><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17744128-1508208355189667610?l=observationalrodent.blogspot.com'/></div>LDahlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17063861840067555655noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17744128.post-49673974487416240522008-11-19T15:52:00.003-06:002008-11-19T16:01:53.357-06:00Woops!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoA3pVubsrg/SSSKwBjq9AI/AAAAAAAAAKU/6fWIJOmFCIM/s1600-h/Scream.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 259px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoA3pVubsrg/SSSKwBjq9AI/AAAAAAAAAKU/6fWIJOmFCIM/s320/Scream.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270490021586727938" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">I clicked the wrong<br /> button</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"> and lost all<br />of my friends links.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"><br />I can not believe<br />I did that!</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"> I couldn't<br />get them back!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">I feel like ...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"><br />Screaming!!!!!!!!!<br /><br />Some days I feel like I just<br />should have stayed in bed.<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17744128-4967397448741624052?l=observationalrodent.blogspot.com'/></div>LDahlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17063861840067555655noreply@blogger.com27tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17744128.post-25433781151642695852008-10-18T14:03:00.013-05:002008-11-15T02:36:02.364-06:00A little present for you.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoA3pVubsrg/SPpcFqsvRUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/asJcNnXRAGU/s1600-h/Gan.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoA3pVubsrg/SPpcFqsvRUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/asJcNnXRAGU/s400/Gan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258616767339513154" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">I am sometimes fascinated by the silliest things. A few moments ago I was outside and noticed two jets in the sky. They were very close together and traveling about the same speed. I watched them with interest because they had slightly different flight paths but it was obvious that one jet was going to cross the path of the other and I wanted to see if the second jet was in fact flying a bit higher than the other. It was, but so close to the first jet that it actually caused the contrail of the first one to dissipate where it had crossed. Because of their different paths, within a moment of crossing paths, they were a quarter of a mile apart, then a half mile. As I watched the distance grow greater and greater, the thought occurred to me that when these two jets reached their final destinations they would be hundreds of miles apart, and yet for a moment they shared almost the same airspace. I thought how alike this is with what we experience as bloggers, for a moment as we cross paths we are together but very shortly we have moved into our own futures. Maybe in those few moments, something in our own lives were affected.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">As you pass through here today, I would like to give you a gift to say "thank you" for all the positive affects you have had on my life in the last couple of years. </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">Take a moment and click on this link, I guarantee you will find at least three videos that will affect you in a positive way.<br />Thanks ~LDahl<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">Here is the link:</span> <a style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" href="http://www.ted.com/index.php/talks/keith_barry_does_brain_magic.html">Talks,Keith Barry: Brain magic</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17744128-2543378115164269585?l=observationalrodent.blogspot.com'/></div>LDahlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17063861840067555655noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17744128.post-56122751419551987272008-10-12T18:01:00.009-05:002008-10-12T20:20:24.747-05:00Halloween Monster #1<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoA3pVubsrg/SPKDlFR_ciI/AAAAAAAAAHg/dDFE2vwWGpw/s1600-h/FinGring.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoA3pVubsrg/SPKDlFR_ciI/AAAAAAAAAHg/dDFE2vwWGpw/s400/FinGring.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256408388190827042" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">This is a Gring of String. He is known for tangling</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">string, putting knots in necklaces and making</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">twisted spaghetti out of computer cables. </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">He feeds off the frustration caused when his</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">victims try to deal with the tangles. There</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">is no known protection from this monster.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17744128-5612275141955198727?l=observationalrodent.blogspot.com'/></div>LDahlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17063861840067555655noreply@blogger.com27tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17744128.post-50439436357489407472008-09-29T20:46:00.000-05:002008-09-29T20:47:55.004-05:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoA3pVubsrg/SOGFLP3NcgI/AAAAAAAAAHI/R4xFAOlKkgo/s1600-h/Glen.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoA3pVubsrg/SOGFLP3NcgI/AAAAAAAAAHI/R4xFAOlKkgo/s400/Glen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251625068773863938" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17744128-5043943635748940747?l=observationalrodent.blogspot.com'/></div>LDahlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17063861840067555655noreply@blogger.com33tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17744128.post-71597487832404418822008-01-28T18:42:00.000-06:002008-12-10T15:30:09.967-06:00Some quick sketches and a drawing<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoA3pVubsrg/R554Tpg1NJI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/uZNvp7sn_aM/s1600-h/10-19-07.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoA3pVubsrg/R554Tpg1NJI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/uZNvp7sn_aM/s400/10-19-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160694501969573010" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoA3pVubsrg/R554T5g1NKI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Qfdz50z7Z6g/s1600-h/DW2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoA3pVubsrg/R554T5g1NKI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Qfdz50z7Z6g/s400/DW2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160694506264540322" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoA3pVubsrg/R554UJg1NLI/AAAAAAAAAGg/BtmMnFeiyqs/s1600-h/DW4.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoA3pVubsrg/R554UJg1NLI/AAAAAAAAAGg/BtmMnFeiyqs/s400/DW4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160694510559507634" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoA3pVubsrg/R554UZg1NMI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tbM04szsWDY/s1600-h/DW08.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoA3pVubsrg/R554UZg1NMI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tbM04szsWDY/s400/DW08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160694514854474946" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17744128-7159748783240441882?l=observationalrodent.blogspot.com'/></div>LDahlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17063861840067555655noreply@blogger.com45tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17744128.post-2747817828398967562007-11-12T22:23:00.002-06:002009-03-27T19:13:53.033-05:00In the grand scale of things...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoA3pVubsrg/Sc1qn5lKAEI/AAAAAAAAAMw/aGPiFOlSDLE/s1600-h/Time+is+brief.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoA3pVubsrg/Sc1qn5lKAEI/AAAAAAAAAMw/aGPiFOlSDLE/s400/Time+is+brief.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318023968698531906" border="0" /></a><br />Our time here is brief.<br /><a href="http://www.dumpr.net/">Often we lose sight of the moment.</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17744128-274781782839896756?l=observationalrodent.blogspot.com'/></div>LDahlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17063861840067555655noreply@blogger.com35tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17744128.post-81280519110857375182007-10-31T17:57:00.001-05:002008-12-10T15:30:10.206-06:00Season of the Witch<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoA3pVubsrg/RykM57j5ZLI/AAAAAAAAAGI/YNZV03Ea3WQ/s1600-h/homecookingb.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoA3pVubsrg/RykM57j5ZLI/AAAAAAAAAGI/YNZV03Ea3WQ/s400/homecookingb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127643840118351026" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" >Happy Halloween!<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DeEzJQYGQMQ&amp;mode=related&amp;search="></a><br /><a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;videoid=1315131"></a><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:georgia;" >There was a nip in the air last night so<br />today it looks like summer has stopped<br />holding it's breath and expired. Autumn<br />is in the air at last.<br /><br />I just had a 'Halloween' moment. I put a<br />couple of eggs on to soft boil and walked<br />away to do something else, in a few<br />minutes I came back to check and see if<br />they had started boiling yet. There in the<br />small black pot, floating across the<br />face of a creamy white egg, like a bat<br />across the face of the moon, was a<br />spider with his knees all drawn up .<br />The water bubbled merrily away.<br />Boiling up a spider along with my eggs!!!<br />ACKkkkkkkk!(<span style="font-size:85%;">Halloween lobster anyone?</span>)<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></span></span><br /><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17744128-8128051911085737518?l=observationalrodent.blogspot.com'/></div>LDahlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17063861840067555655noreply@blogger.com32tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17744128.post-33549518145262297632007-10-29T10:13:00.001-05:002008-12-10T15:30:10.718-06:00Turning The Corner<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoA3pVubsrg/RyX5iLj5ZII/AAAAAAAAAFY/iV4n7sxrx3w/s1600-h/trickor+treat.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoA3pVubsrg/RyX5iLj5ZII/AAAAAAAAAFY/iV4n7sxrx3w/s400/trickor+treat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126778116445398146" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoA3pVubsrg/RyX5TLj5ZHI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/jNd6lu5TiDE/s1600-h/OCT_GAME.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoA3pVubsrg/RyX5TLj5ZHI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/jNd6lu5TiDE/s400/OCT_GAME.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126777858747360370" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoA3pVubsrg/RyX5GLj5ZGI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ZfWakPZKees/s1600-h/A+A+C+E+I+I+N+O+P+R+R+S+T+V.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoA3pVubsrg/RyX5GLj5ZGI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ZfWakPZKees/s400/A+A+C+E+I+I+N+O+P+R+R+S+T+V.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126777635409060962" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);">It is the prank playing, mask wearing season of illusion.<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);">Trick or treat, sweet or sour?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);">You won't know</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);">'till the midnight hour.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);">Games are for children, how absurd!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);">Fourteen letters, what is the word?<br /><br /><a href="http://princessemerlin.blogspot.com/">Merlinprincesse</a> has unscrambled<br />the word and won!<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">“Do you not know that there comes a midnight hour</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">when every one has to throw off his mask?<br /><br /></span><br /></span></div><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17744128-3354951814526229763?l=observationalrodent.blogspot.com'/></div>LDahlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17063861840067555655noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17744128.post-71815886157210493122007-10-20T22:08:00.000-05:002008-12-10T15:30:10.871-06:00The IF word this week is Grow.<div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoA3pVubsrg/RxrQiQGKQTI/AAAAAAAAAFA/LZkhuxTqoDg/s1600-h/GROW.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoA3pVubsrg/RxrQiQGKQTI/AAAAAAAAAFA/LZkhuxTqoDg/s400/GROW.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123636812942295346" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span><br /></div><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"><span style="font-size:85%;">Excerpt from the DISCOVER magazine </span><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" ><span class="author">by Gregory Mone</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">"When Julius Caesar exhaled his last breath, he bequeathed approximately 1022 molecules to the atmosphere around him. Air leaving the lungs is 78 percent nitrogen, 16 percent oxygen, and 4 percent carbon dioxide—depleted in oxygen and enriched more than a hundredfold in carbon dioxide compared with what went in, due to human metabolism. Some of the carbon dioxide probably got trapped and digested by plants in a nearby garden, but the vast majority of the exhaled molecules began to fan out over an ever-widening area. Within a decade, that breath had dispersed completely around Earth, and most of it is still in circulation. Odds are, at least one of the molecules that Caesar (or Mozart or Martin Luther King, for that matter) relinquished when he died is flowing into your lungs as you read these lines."<br /><br />As you were growing as a child, think of all the great, near great and unknown people who's molecules helped you grow. Think of all the bits and pieces that were woven together to make you who you are, who you will be. Let that thought grow.<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17744128-7181588615721049312?l=observationalrodent.blogspot.com'/></div>LDahlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17063861840067555655noreply@blogger.com41tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17744128.post-17491959471814748742007-10-16T15:04:00.000-05:002008-12-10T15:30:11.055-06:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoA3pVubsrg/RxUcLwGKQQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/YjTyO2QYD0E/s1600-h/Fll.gif"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoA3pVubsrg/RxUcLwGKQQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/YjTyO2QYD0E/s400/Fll.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122031139418685698" /></a><br />It's fall and it seemed like a good time to do some fall house cleaning. I've removed all the posts from the floods but I saved your very much appreciated comments. This is my second year of blogging and I wanted a fresh start. Frankly I've had enough of looking at flood damage. We are recovering with the help of friends and the kindness of strangers. So....let's get on with it!!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17744128-1749195947181474874?l=observationalrodent.blogspot.com'/></div>LDahlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17063861840067555655noreply@blogger.com22tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17744128.post-88832238457898764842007-04-06T14:15:00.000-05:002008-12-10T15:30:11.364-06:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoA3pVubsrg/RhadI0wRiyI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ShG2M08rU-c/s1600-h/Green.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoA3pVubsrg/RhadI0wRiyI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ShG2M08rU-c/s400/Green.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050396807068224290" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:courier new;" ><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" > C'EST PAS FACILE D'ÊTRE VERT</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;" >(IT AIN'T EASY BEING GREEN.)*</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" > Standing at the cross-roads<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" >Of the Six Ways,<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;" ><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" >The withered moor! ~Issa</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" >(The Six Ways are the six conditions of sentient life,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" >hell, that of the hungry ghosts, animals, nature spirits,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" >human beings, gods.)<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">*I borrowed this line from </span><a style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);" href="http://princessemerlin.blogspot.com/">merlinprincesse</a></span></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:courier new;" ><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17744128-8883223845789876484?l=observationalrodent.blogspot.com'/></div>LDahlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17063861840067555655noreply@blogger.com46tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17744128.post-39165710241714737662007-03-25T14:56:00.000-05:002008-12-10T15:30:11.602-06:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoA3pVubsrg/RgbUZ9ue89I/AAAAAAAAACI/K2w8X521fhc/s1600-h/ISpy.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 340px; height: 340px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoA3pVubsrg/RgbUZ9ue89I/AAAAAAAAACI/K2w8X521fhc/s400/ISpy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045953975046566866" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">I Spy......</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">(speed drawing, self portrait)</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17744128-3916571024171473766?l=observationalrodent.blogspot.com'/></div>LDahlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17063861840067555655noreply@blogger.com32tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17744128.post-53203250398330437232007-03-14T13:40:00.000-05:002008-12-10T15:30:11.685-06:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" ><br /></span></span></span></span></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoA3pVubsrg/RfhGaVzE6PI/AAAAAAAAABk/8e3eJGGis7k/s1600-h/Paddy+Broomcorn.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoA3pVubsrg/RfhGaVzE6PI/AAAAAAAAABk/8e3eJGGis7k/s400/Paddy+Broomcorn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041857201183189234" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17744128-5320325039833043723?l=observationalrodent.blogspot.com'/></div>LDahlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17063861840067555655noreply@blogger.com22tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17744128.post-16269874813060154972007-03-08T12:27:00.000-06:002008-12-10T15:30:11.816-06:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoA3pVubsrg/RfBW3-xGJUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/58bNwsAg_Sk/s1600-h/lilypad.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoA3pVubsrg/RfBW3-xGJUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/58bNwsAg_Sk/s400/lilypad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039623502769300802" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >Tangeriene Queen and Bubble Snails on the Pond-in-Dreams</span></span><br /></div><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><br /></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17744128-1626987481306015497?l=observationalrodent.blogspot.com'/></div>LDahlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17063861840067555655noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17744128.post-18609777601261943612007-03-05T13:42:00.000-06:002008-12-10T15:30:11.908-06:00Hid,hide, hidden...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoA3pVubsrg/Rex8Dmuig6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/qFDi4UmlawQ/s1600-h/HIDE.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoA3pVubsrg/Rex8Dmuig6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/qFDi4UmlawQ/s400/HIDE.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038538484497941410" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"> Night deepens,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">And sleep in the villages;</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"> Sounds of falling water.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"> ~Buson</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" ></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17744128-1860977760126194361?l=observationalrodent.blogspot.com'/></div>LDahlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17063861840067555655noreply@blogger.com28tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17744128.post-1170410890483659612007-02-02T03:37:00.000-06:002007-02-02T04:08:10.520-06:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4104/1717/1600/53996/Toby2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4104/1717/400/790921/Toby2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4104/1717/1600/813035/Toby5.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4104/1717/400/992758/Toby5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4104/1717/1600/Toby3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4104/1717/400/335/Toby3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I've had the flu and so has my computer. We've both</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">been really tired and crashing about. I got a new</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">power supply for Mr. Computer today, so he's</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">cool and much happier. I'm starting to feel better</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">too, so I'm going to try to get emails answered and</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">something posted here....... sorry I'm so behind</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">with everyone, I haven't forgotten you!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Here is Toby, he's been asleep in a little Spanish</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">leather box every since I made him. A few days ago,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">by chance, I found someone who is a professional</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">costume designer and she may be interested in</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">making him more that just a head. I'm working</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">hard to tempt her! Toby wants out of the box!</span><br /></div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17744128-117041089048365961?l=observationalrodent.blogspot.com'/></div>LDahlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17063861840067555655noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17744128.post-1168490527359857032007-01-10T22:16:00.000-06:002007-01-10T22:44:09.326-06:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4104/1717/1600/594928/sea2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4104/1717/400/100598/sea2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I don't know anything about painting seascapes(Kansas)<br />......but I thought it would be fun to try a fast one.<br />That just goes to show what do I know! Ok, it was a<br />little bit fun, but mostly, I feel like I would have to do a<br />couple of hundred of these before I figured out anything<br />about beaches and water... better luck next time!<br /><br /></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17744128-116849052735985703?l=observationalrodent.blogspot.com'/></div>LDahlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17063861840067555655noreply@blogger.com27tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17744128.post-1167359755582990892006-12-28T20:35:00.000-06:002006-12-28T20:35:55.623-06:00Kiwi<table xmlns="http://purl.org/atom/ns#" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"><tr><td colspan="2"><embed flashvars="" id="VideoPlayback" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=3280356279528968292&amp;hl=en" style="width:300px; height:243px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"> </embed></td></tr><tr/><tr><td>Dony Permedi’s animation thesis project Kiwi!<br /><br />Trees and dreams seem to be my theme this<br />week. I found this video to be very touching.<br />What do you think?<br /> </td></tr></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17744128-116735975558299089?l=observationalrodent.blogspot.com'/></div>LDahlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17063861840067555655noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17744128.post-1167244425696790842006-12-27T12:26:00.000-06:002006-12-28T14:24:47.196-06:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4104/1717/1600/483687/speedtree.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4104/1717/320/749946/speedtree.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Speed Trees (<span style="font-size:85%;">another fast painting</span>)</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">Before the first seed broke open the rosebed of Being,<br />An inner lark soared through your meadows,<br />Heading towards Home.<br />~Bibi Hayati<br /></span></span></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17744128-116724442569679084?l=observationalrodent.blogspot.com'/></div>LDahlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17063861840067555655noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17744128.post-1166819832243016852006-12-22T14:36:00.000-06:002006-12-22T14:37:12.303-06:00Christmas Eve In Sarajevo<table xmlns="http://purl.org/atom/ns#" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"><tr><td colspan="2"><embed flashvars="" id="VideoPlayback" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=6787154900077932185&amp;hl=en" style="width:300px; height:243px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"> </embed></td></tr><tr/><tr><td>This is a video done with Savatage and the Trans-Siberian Orchestra...<br />PEACE on Earth....... goodwill towards all.<br /> </td></tr></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17744128-116681983224301685?l=observationalrodent.blogspot.com'/></div>LDahlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17063861840067555655noreply@blogger.com14