tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-378718802009-02-21T01:17:27.301-08:00SB - Gray - Forrest (blog title)N/Anoreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37871880.post-1165218272307995602006-12-03T23:44:00.000-08:002006-12-03T23:44:32.306-08:00Weblog, sample postA weblog (usually shortened to blog, but occasionally spelled web log) is a web-based publication consisting primarily of periodic articles (normally in reverse chronological order). Although most early weblogs were manually updated, tools to automate the maintenance of such sites made them accessible to a much larger population, and the use of some sort of browser-based software is now a typical aspect of "blogging".<br /><br /><blockquote>A <i><a href="http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/Blogger" class="extiw" title="wikt:Blogger">blogger</a></i>, someone who maintains a <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blog" title="Blog">weblog</a>.<br /></blockquote><br /><br />Taken from: <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blog">Wikipedia</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37871880-116521827230799560?l=simple-blogskins-007.blogspot.com'/></div>N/Anoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37871880.post-1165218251172634842006-12-03T23:43:00.000-08:002006-12-03T23:44:11.180-08:00No Frontiers<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5929/3051/1600/crs1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5929/3051/320/crs1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />If life is a river and your heart is a boat<br />And just like a water baby, baby born to float<br />And if life is a wild wind that blows way on high<br />And your heart is Amelia dying to fly<br />Heaven knows no frontiers and I've seen heaven in your eyes<br /><br />And if life is a bar room in which we must wait<br />'Round the man with his fingers on the ivory gates<br />Where we sing until dawn of our fears and our fates<br />And we stack all the dead men in self addressed crates<br /><br />....<br />to be continued.. hehehe ^^<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37871880-116521825117263484?l=simple-blogskins-007.blogspot.com'/></div>N/Anoreply@blogger.com0