<?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-6763185</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:32:23.602-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Damien Pud. and his bag of tricks...</title><subtitle type='html'>Bits and bobs, this and that, things from things...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dampud.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6763185/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dampud.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Damien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00662061230043020475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6763185.post-108370370386527916</id><published>2004-05-04T16:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T16:53:12.450-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunglasses (Shades)</title><content type='html'>I don't like it when people wear these, because you never know what they are looking at. They could be staring straight at you, or they could be looking at their feet. It's scary...&lt;br /&gt;But when I'm wearing them it's fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like tripping people, it's annoying when you get tripped... But when you trip someone, it's entertaining.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6763185-108370370386527916?l=dampud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6763185/posts/default/108370370386527916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6763185/posts/default/108370370386527916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dampud.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108370370386527916' title='Sunglasses (Shades)'/><author><name>Damien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00662061230043020475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6763185.post-108361902631217179</id><published>2004-05-03T17:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T17:21:50.780-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ha, I sure showed him/them!</title><content type='html'>So yesterday I had Rugby practice again, and we split up into Backs and Forwards to do our drills. We had 3 guys who help coach (1 from U-18, and 2 just finishing U-16) and they were our opposition. We had to get passed them as if it was a real game. When I got passed the ball I dodged through 2 of them and 1 fell in the mud... It was pretty funny. &lt;br /&gt;Later on we switched around so we had to stop them from getting passed us. One did a funny pass and I took the ball away and run down the other end of the field. My coach was fairly impressed. "Ha, I sure showed him/them!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I have the choice to play for the U-16's the U-14's or both.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6763185-108361902631217179?l=dampud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6763185/posts/default/108361902631217179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6763185/posts/default/108361902631217179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dampud.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108361902631217179' title='Ha, I sure showed him/them!'/><author><name>Damien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00662061230043020475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6763185.post-108294703428048057</id><published>2004-04-25T22:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-25T22:43:55.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spinning the "12 inch plastic circles"</title><content type='html'>So, Pudd got his turntables... And he set them up in our room inplace of our computer (which has been moved to Elliot's room, who's computer has been moved to the rubbish). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pudd is going to teach me the basics... And then I can practice on my own. I'm not going have much time to do things anymore. :O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6763185-108294703428048057?l=dampud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6763185/posts/default/108294703428048057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6763185/posts/default/108294703428048057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dampud.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108294703428048057' title='Spinning the &quot;12 inch plastic circles&quot;'/><author><name>Damien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00662061230043020475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6763185.post-108294690940330308</id><published>2004-04-25T22:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-25T22:40:12.966-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More Rugby!</title><content type='html'>So today I had my first Rugby practice for the Nomads (my team). The people are really cool, and some of these cunucks are surprisingly good at NZ's religion.. I mean sport. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only drawback is that I'll be playing with the U-14's instead of the U-16's. I connected more with the older guys... (the U-14's are all little and scrawny). I want more of a challenge. That's what I need if I want to improve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully the coaches will see my skill and move me up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6763185-108294690940330308?l=dampud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6763185/posts/default/108294690940330308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6763185/posts/default/108294690940330308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dampud.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108294690940330308' title='More Rugby!'/><author><name>Damien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00662061230043020475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6763185.post-108251472576022472</id><published>2004-04-20T22:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-25T22:45:00.403-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Roast Bug!</title><content type='html'>Okay so today I got home from Ottawa. We were up their for our play "In The Shadow Of Death" (it went really well). Anyway, Jonathan hadn't been feeling that well.. and we were both tired. We were just going to bed, and Jonathan says "Yo, that bug is in my bed" (I had pointed out some weird flying bug that was up near our light). "I don't like bugs, especially in my beg... kill it" I was about to kill it and then he said "Wait, lets roast it" So we got my Lynx (Axe): Pheonix and my Zippo... and we ROASTED THAT BUG GOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ROAST BUG!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6763185-108251472576022472?l=dampud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6763185/posts/default/108251472576022472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6763185/posts/default/108251472576022472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dampud.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108251472576022472' title='A Roast Bug!'/><author><name>Damien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00662061230043020475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6763185.post-108209048210211585</id><published>2004-04-16T00:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-25T22:46:07.030-04:00</updated><title type='text'>*phew*</title><content type='html'>Had a boring day today... not too boring, but I had Math, French, and English today which aren't my favourite subjects. Other than that, I had some good ol' Rugby fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, I've been working on an article for &lt;a href="http://www.lightertricks.com"&gt;LT.com&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;I know 89 different tricks, and of those 80, 24 are my own :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had a play rehearsal tonight... it went very long (that's why I'm up at this time). It went well though, and the German phrases I've had to learn are coming along nicely. This weekend should go smoothly, as we go to Ottawa and perform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm dead tired... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6763185-108209048210211585?l=dampud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6763185/posts/default/108209048210211585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6763185/posts/default/108209048210211585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dampud.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108209048210211585' title='*phew*'/><author><name>Damien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00662061230043020475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6763185.post-108188797763067855</id><published>2004-04-13T16:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T16:30:12.873-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rugby</title><content type='html'>I'm joining a Rugby team :D Yay!&lt;br /&gt;This Saturday is when I sign up. I played three years in New Zealand, and play it at school sometimes (but theres not much competition ;) &lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to start causing some ruckus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6763185-108188797763067855?l=dampud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6763185/posts/default/108188797763067855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6763185/posts/default/108188797763067855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dampud.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108188797763067855' title='Rugby'/><author><name>Damien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00662061230043020475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6763185.post-108174118739250149</id><published>2004-04-11T23:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-12T13:33:07.810-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What a great weekend!</title><content type='html'>Just sitting around... Pudd went out with some friends to pick up Bethany Ventura from the airport. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a great weekend! Fresh Wind was awesome... I got to see some friends who I hadn't seen in awhile, and God was most definitely there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark and J (two DJ's who DJed for us at Fresh Wind) stayed at my house throughout the conference. They are really funny guys. I met Mark through Pudd about 2 years ago, and met J from Mark on Thursday. One thing I found particularly amusing was a music video for a song called "&lt;a href="http://www.jstandefer.com/heb.mov"&gt;Live in the HEB&lt;/a&gt;" by the Sparrow Love Crew (Reeve and Delvyn Hunter, friends of J's from Waco TX). It's a funny rap with Nintendo style beats.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6763185-108174118739250149?l=dampud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6763185/posts/default/108174118739250149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6763185/posts/default/108174118739250149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dampud.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108174118739250149' title='What a great weekend!'/><author><name>Damien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00662061230043020475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
