<?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-874826588994126609</id><updated>2012-01-21T07:24:22.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NOTHING BUT NATHAN</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog is all about Nathan.  That's why the name is Nothing But Nathan.  I chose this name because (a) my Mom told me to and (b) it's initials are NBN.  People normally watch the NBA now they'll be watching the NBN.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>author</name><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>96</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-2124686189184495885</id><published>2009-12-18T04:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T04:38:09.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch This Clip</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ErMWX--UJZ4&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ErMWX--UJZ4&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Nathan's Mom.  You know me, I seem to be the only one posting on Nathan's blog anymore.  I couldn't resist showing Nathan this clip and knew any of Nathan's friends would like it too.  This kid is cute &amp; funny &amp; good and it will make me smile all morning.  Enjoy and be inspired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-2124686189184495885?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/2124686189184495885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=2124686189184495885' title='36 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/2124686189184495885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/2124686189184495885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2009/12/watch-this-clip.html' title='Watch This Clip'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>36</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-1548539648633239033</id><published>2009-10-17T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T08:37:46.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nathan went to great lengths to help a child</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/Stnkqh8peWI/AAAAAAAAA28/k1QQAm8LkEg/s1600-h/sc003d2cee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/Stnkqh8peWI/AAAAAAAAA28/k1QQAm8LkEg/s320/sc003d2cee.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393593448071264610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/StnklXgX17I/AAAAAAAAA20/UpXV9HBBWJQ/s1600-h/sc003d3dc8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/StnklXgX17I/AAAAAAAAA20/UpXV9HBBWJQ/s320/sc003d3dc8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393593359368968114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-1548539648633239033?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/1548539648633239033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=1548539648633239033' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/1548539648633239033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/1548539648633239033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2009/10/nathan-went-to-great-lengths-to-help.html' title='Nathan went to great lengths to help a child'/><author><name>author</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/Stnkqh8peWI/AAAAAAAAA28/k1QQAm8LkEg/s72-c/sc003d2cee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-6688919120392443261</id><published>2009-08-24T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T16:09:20.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday School Story</title><content type='html'>This is Nathan's Mom hijacking his blog - again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to tell you what happened Sunday at church.  Nathan walked into Junior HIgh Sunday school with his new hair, causing quite the stir.  A group of girls were talking on their side of the room  (they travel in herds, you know).  The girls sent the girl's counselor over to Nathan to tell him that the girls were talking about his hair cut.  They wanted her to tell Nathan that they were very sorry he had to get his hair cut and that they were glad he was able to send it to Locks of Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A major coup happened in the boy/girl balance at junior high sunday school - the girls sent someone with a message to the boys side of the room...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course it was to Nathan and was about his hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nathan's Mom Out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-6688919120392443261?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/6688919120392443261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=6688919120392443261' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/6688919120392443261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/6688919120392443261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2009/08/sunday-school-story.html' title='Sunday School Story'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-1826218837612712688</id><published>2009-08-23T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T16:56:48.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My hair</title><content type='html'>N.P. here&lt;br /&gt;Gather around everyone for i'm about to tell a great tale, of how a great man cut his hair.&lt;br /&gt;Many years ago, in a strange country far away, there lived a amazing man, later to move nations. His name was Nathan the Amazing, now he was only taught in foreign countries and he had to get taught in his home land in the language of English. And to get the knowledge he sought after, he had to do something no one had ever had to do. He had to give up his hair, which was a gift to him by two fairies, with great taste, the lady's of the land loved the hair. But Nathan the Amazing was determined so he traveled to a far away place in low town ( downtown), there is no place on todays map with that name. He went to a special place where there were witches, now these were special witches,, with powers of style. He went to the all powerful witch Nicole. In her store he met all the other witches. Nathan the Amazing's description of this place was AMERICAN, we do not know what that word mean's, but he go's on to say that everyone was talking to him most unlike the place he lived before Czech rep. [C-zek  rap]. As they cut his amazing hair he was sad and excited. They went through a cut then dye. Liking this new look he goes back to his house, on the way getting a GRANDE frappe. We dont know what GRANDE mean's we also do not know what the place he went is, in the paper's writing about his past he calls it STARBUCKS. All ended well for this hero, but the story is not over, it is just starting.    &lt;br /&gt; Until next time young student's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-1826218837612712688?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/1826218837612712688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=1826218837612712688' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/1826218837612712688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/1826218837612712688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-hair.html' title='My hair'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-8667462973383633725</id><published>2009-08-22T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T19:05:16.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cutting my hair</title><content type='html'>N.P. here&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to have to learn this post by heart, because people keep asking me about this. Today I cut my hair. As you all know I'm donating it to Locks of Love. Here is a photo of me with my hair down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/SpCgZU5VtKI/AAAAAAAAAw8/K-7FpvsnrBk/s1600-h/DSC01790.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/SpCgZU5VtKI/AAAAAAAAAw8/K-7FpvsnrBk/s320/DSC01790.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372970712419382434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's me holding my hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/SpCgp8HTYxI/AAAAAAAAAxE/6VbvG409GC0/s1600-h/DSC01796.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/SpCgp8HTYxI/AAAAAAAAAxE/6VbvG409GC0/s320/DSC01796.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372970997824840466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is me with my hair cutter Nicole who is not disgusting and drab ( Pink Panther 2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/SpChFZ9iSoI/AAAAAAAAAxM/adDSREnyrgU/s1600-h/DSC01797.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/SpChFZ9iSoI/AAAAAAAAAxM/adDSREnyrgU/s320/DSC01797.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372971469693405826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's me with my haircut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/SpChdV9eC9I/AAAAAAAAAxU/m7zJZzCsA78/s1600-h/DSC01798.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/SpChdV9eC9I/AAAAAAAAAxU/m7zJZzCsA78/s320/DSC01798.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372971880936246226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here i'm looking cool. I will write about my fellings tommorow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/SpCiWJcT2KI/AAAAAAAAAxc/CbkXIU21dDM/s1600-h/DSC01799.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/SpCiWJcT2KI/AAAAAAAAAxc/CbkXIU21dDM/s320/DSC01799.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372972856828483746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-8667462973383633725?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/8667462973383633725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=8667462973383633725' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/8667462973383633725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/8667462973383633725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2009/08/cutting-my-hair.html' title='Cutting my hair'/><author><name>author</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/SpCgZU5VtKI/AAAAAAAAAw8/K-7FpvsnrBk/s72-c/DSC01790.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-8359062451717533477</id><published>2009-08-10T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T05:37:45.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The 5 week trip to hell and back</title><content type='html'>N.P. here&lt;br /&gt;OK, so it wasn't exactly to hell. It was just to Illinois, then Colorado and finally to Bethany Beach. &lt;br /&gt;We started out in Illinois, where we stayed at our Uncle's house, then we went to the "Geneva" house. Then to a campground, where my grandparent's live ( they live in a RV). &lt;br /&gt;Then Me and Grace went to Colorado.  We were with our grandparents and the last night we were at our uncle and aunt's. Then we went to the Tillapaugh's house, where we were with the rest of our family. Then we went back to our Aunt and uncle's.  Then we went to a think called DAR. And there i learned that i was in chaos. &lt;br /&gt;Then on to Bethany Beach where i started chafing. Then it was just a 2 day drive back to NY, where after about 3 second's from getting out of the car someone saw us and ll of a sudden the whole neighborhood knew we were back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Colorado i got my cousin's electric guitar, and in a week a amp should come in the mail.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;I have to go eat now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-8359062451717533477?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/8359062451717533477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=8359062451717533477' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/8359062451717533477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/8359062451717533477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2009/08/5-week-trip-to-heel-and-back.html' title='The 5 week trip to hell and back'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-7825027476721631240</id><published>2009-07-01T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T15:51:25.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Becca</title><content type='html'>N.P. here&lt;br /&gt;I would just like to write, that i was just talking to Becca on the phone and she told me that she can not comment on my post's because i write in a seal passion and because I'm writing about stuff she's also going through (she gets sad). Even though to me my post's seem simple to me, to you they touch you, its just another thing that show's that everyone is different. Becca I had fun talking to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-7825027476721631240?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/7825027476721631240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=7825027476721631240' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/7825027476721631240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/7825027476721631240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2009/07/becca.html' title='Becca'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-812279959461450521</id><published>2009-06-29T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T08:55:20.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My hair</title><content type='html'>N.P. here&lt;br /&gt;I have some horrible news, we have to CUT MY HAIR. It's for school, it's part of the uniform. I'm going to donate it to people who have cancer. I can almost not write this. That's pretty much all. were going to go ask some people about advice for a new style. Oh yah, it has to be a natural color.   Please comment any ideas of color or style. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-812279959461450521?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/812279959461450521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=812279959461450521' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/812279959461450521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/812279959461450521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-hair.html' title='My hair'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-3236806898876257205</id><published>2009-06-29T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T08:50:09.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our house and what i do in it</title><content type='html'>N.P. here&lt;br /&gt;Our new house is at 668 Ogden Parma town line road. Its very nice, and we have good neighbors. All i seem to be doing is reading the ninth Pendragon book, playing a new DS game called guitar hero, that my grandparent's got me and jumping on our neighbor's trampoline. Beside that we go do stuff in town.I have a reading list, 1. the ninth Pendragon 2. the tenth Pendragon 3. treasure island 4. the call of the wild 5. Thomas Jefferson. That's pretty much all.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-3236806898876257205?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/3236806898876257205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=3236806898876257205' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/3236806898876257205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/3236806898876257205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2009/06/our-house-and-what-i-do-in-it.html' title='Our house and what i do in it'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-5001302520423319278</id><published>2009-06-29T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T08:42:33.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>America</title><content type='html'>N.P. here&lt;br /&gt;Im finally going to post that post you've all been waiting for. The post about moving to America. I'll go back to my birthday. If this were a movie it would look like someone dropped a rock into some water and we would hear some freaky music. I woke up in the hotel (Malenovice) and got out of bed, put on my clothes and gave my mom the clothes i slept in. I went down stairs thinking about my birthday. There is some group of people at the hotel and so we had the big breakfast out. Matej a friend of ours was there and he wanted to get a picture with us. After that Mrs. Patty gave me a present, it was all about the past. There was a spidey comic book ( we used to read those) 3 different chocolate bars and a bionicle ( we played with those all the time). I also got a nice letter from Claire, in it was 5 dollars, thanks Claire. We had 2 cars, one was the Patty's car and one was the Michalik's car, there a family that goes to our church. I got in the Patty's car with Nicholas and Caleb. When we got to the Ostrava train station we met the other group and dragged our luggage to the train there we said goodbye and got on our train. It was a long way to Prague, where we would stay the night and get on the airplane. we got there around lunch-ish. And we went to Mcdonald's to tide us over until we could get lunch finally we were there we dropped of our stuff at the hotel and started to celebrate my birthday. We had dinner at Bohemia Bagels  (try to guess what they sell), I got the hot dog and fries, i know i was at a bagel shop but still. Then we walked over to Charle's bridge and opened my present's I got a pair of red converse sneaker's from Becca some napkins with converse on them from my mom and a new nano (project red ipod from my mom and dad!!!!!! Then we went to starbuck's and my mom said i could get whatever i wanted. Lets guess what size I got. I got a vinti caramel frapucino wit caramel drizzle down the side the cup and on top. With no whip cream. We told the guy's working that it was my birthday and they gave me a gift too. They gave a whole bottle of special caramel drizzle. Aren't I special. The next day we woke up and got taxi's to drive us to the airport. I would like to write that i took one last breath of Czech air before went, but I actually forgot about it, I was concentrating so hard about getting on. Oh yah, we got on first. We had my mom's cello with us so we were the first people on! We should take that more often. we had a 8 hour layover in the second worst terminal ever. JFK. The worst is Paris. We got to rochester at midnight. I'll right more about our house in a different post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-5001302520423319278?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/5001302520423319278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=5001302520423319278' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/5001302520423319278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/5001302520423319278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2009/06/america.html' title='America'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-1222614194845448969</id><published>2009-06-05T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T04:00:06.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grades</title><content type='html'>N.P. here&lt;br /&gt;I am right now sitting at school and i jus got my grades!!!! Im so excited, i got 3 C's 2 B's and the rest are A's!!!! Its waz mbetter than half a year ago. Last time i got 2C's and 4B's. Anyways i hqave to keep working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-1222614194845448969?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/1222614194845448969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=1222614194845448969' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/1222614194845448969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/1222614194845448969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2009/06/grades.html' title='Grades'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-4301080195814142778</id><published>2009-06-03T00:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T00:47:45.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thistle Rock</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/SiYpEpyi7wI/AAAAAAAAAuc/Sc_UMtL_vtU/s1600-h/IMG_6483.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/SiYpEpyi7wI/AAAAAAAAAuc/Sc_UMtL_vtU/s320/IMG_6483.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343003167835746050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nathan's Mom again.  We had Greg Strock over for our last family photo shoot in Czech last night.  We took photos as a family and our family with Becca.  I'm sure you'll see them soon on our family blog and prayer letter,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also needed individual photos of the kids for our Missionary Debrief program this summer - so Greg did individual shots.  Nathan has a nice one - but this one is more fun.  This is our Rock Star Nathan, glamming it up with a wild thistle.  (He needs to practice his guitar to more to be able to pull off his rock star lifestyle!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture was also appropriate for him because Eeyore always eats Thistles in Pooh and Nathan was in a HUGE Eeyore mood yesterday due to school.  Only three school days left and he's walking around in a slump...So maybe this is photo is Eeyore singing the Thistle Blues!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/SiYqYvk9uYI/AAAAAAAAAuk/qW-5xIHKa50/s1600-h/IMG_6484.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/SiYqYvk9uYI/AAAAAAAAAuk/qW-5xIHKa50/s320/IMG_6484.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343004612498405762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another shot with the thistle...play this song in C Minor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-4301080195814142778?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/4301080195814142778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=4301080195814142778' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/4301080195814142778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/4301080195814142778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2009/06/thistle-rock.html' title='Thistle Rock'/><author><name>author</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/SiYpEpyi7wI/AAAAAAAAAuc/Sc_UMtL_vtU/s72-c/IMG_6483.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-2502187911247892020</id><published>2009-05-12T04:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T04:24:05.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Proud Mom</title><content type='html'>This is Nathan's Mom.  I had to write and let you all know how proud I am of Nathan.  He was a wonderful JV Kid this week.  He is a great friend to so many JV Kids and they love him a lot.  A bunch of JV Adults love him too!  Here is a picture of us on the big photo day.  There is also a photo of us with Johnny &amp; Brooke.  Johnny is the Frog's counselor at camp and he loves Nathan a ton.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nathan's Mom Out    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/Sglb4PeB-JI/AAAAAAAAAtE/F34ujVA6BsU/s1600-h/IMG_5784.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/Sglb4PeB-JI/AAAAAAAAAtE/F34ujVA6BsU/s320/IMG_5784.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334896255380355218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/Sglb4Gbu8DI/AAAAAAAAAs8/mWyM_YUb98k/s1600-h/IMG_5792.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/Sglb4Gbu8DI/AAAAAAAAAs8/mWyM_YUb98k/s320/IMG_5792.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334896252954800178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-2502187911247892020?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/2502187911247892020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=2502187911247892020' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/2502187911247892020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/2502187911247892020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2009/05/proud-mom.html' title='A Proud Mom'/><author><name>author</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/Sglb4PeB-JI/AAAAAAAAAtE/F34ujVA6BsU/s72-c/IMG_5784.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-7064816972606889346</id><published>2009-05-11T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T23:13:01.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The end of JV</title><content type='html'>N.P. here&lt;br /&gt;The last day at JV was a sad one, ill skip the part's that's in "the movie". at one point in time Alice pulled me aside and told me something that i think should stay between us. Later I'm  fine, not crying until i got hugged, each time someone hugged me they "squeezed out my tear's" One by one people left, and hugged me and made me cry, all the way at the end there were only a few of us left that they could be counted on 2 hands. They all are going to go to attend the intern training at the time when we will be there, so it wasn't so bad. I went home and was sad. The next day i had to go to school. It was terrible! I was tired most of the hours, then last hour we were out side playing soccer, when people were treating me like i was a complete idiot. It's  now 6:12 and the day is getting better. But my parent's didn't let me go outside and shoot "people" in a rain storm! Let's hope it keep's getting better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-7064816972606889346?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/7064816972606889346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=7064816972606889346' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/7064816972606889346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/7064816972606889346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2009/05/end-of-jv.html' title='The end of JV'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-7628345951433742978</id><published>2009-05-11T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T23:15:48.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The movie of my life</title><content type='html'>N.P. here&lt;br /&gt;What you are about to read is a movie, the movie of my life with Blake Patty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the bottom of the screen you see the words Monday 5.10.2009 day that JV conference ends. You see a lot of people in a room, everyone of them is a JV kid or a person who went to camp. Becca is in the middle talking ,people start to cry, there's a lot of hugging, then people leave to go to lunch. the camera zooms in on 2 people, you recognize them as Nathan and Blake,  the 2 main character's of the movie. as they walk to lunch they talk about camp and school. At lunch they sit outside, where they eat  lunch, just the 2 of them. They start to do riddles. Then Blake changes the subject. "Do you miss the way JV used to be?"&lt;br /&gt;"not really, im too young to remember it.&lt;br /&gt;"oh"&lt;br /&gt;"I didn't cry when Becca was talking"&lt;br /&gt;"Me neither"&lt;br /&gt;" I think that my brain has already left"&lt;br /&gt;After this they leave to go hand in their plates, after that they meet Mrs. Patty, who starts talking to Nathan. She tells him that he's the kind of friend who they would send Blake to meet me again one day. She hugs him and he starts to cry. He was wrong about already feeling like he was gone. Mrs. Patty gives Blake and Nathan money to buy a ice cream, they both buy chocolate noggers. They go outside to say goodbye to people. Blake's car leaves first. He gets in the car after saying goodbye to Nathan. By now Nathan wonder's if he'll ever see his friend again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the screen darkens and a new scene starts. the words 10 years later show up. You see Nathan in America, in a tux and Blake at the door. Blake too is in a tux. You ready to get married? Yah, thanks for being my best man. The rest of the movie is not important, what we want to see is what happened in the middle. Those are the year's I'm about to live through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-7628345951433742978?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/7628345951433742978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=7628345951433742978' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/7628345951433742978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/7628345951433742978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2009/05/movie-of-my-life.html' title='The movie of my life'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-3368576117676576403</id><published>2009-04-24T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T08:42:36.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Splash of Color</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/SfHdopK5l4I/AAAAAAAAAsI/ZMet307O5oU/s1600-h/DSC01118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/SfHdopK5l4I/AAAAAAAAAsI/ZMet307O5oU/s320/DSC01118.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328283524472084354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/SfHdofvQj0I/AAAAAAAAAsA/rAPxuF5tUuQ/s1600-h/DSC01119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/SfHdofvQj0I/AAAAAAAAAsA/rAPxuF5tUuQ/s320/DSC01119.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328283521940229954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Splash...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/SfHddcRrtJI/AAAAAAAAAr4/etCiR0SG36E/s1600-h/DSC01120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/SfHddcRrtJI/AAAAAAAAAr4/etCiR0SG36E/s320/DSC01120.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328283332032312466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Of Color&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/SfHdQlhnyPI/AAAAAAAAArw/hZR-al5C2sg/s1600-h/DSC01123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/SfHdQlhnyPI/AAAAAAAAArw/hZR-al5C2sg/s320/DSC01123.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328283111176784114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Splash of Color:  A study in Nathan's Tea at Bio City Cafe&lt;br /&gt;Posted by:  Nathan's Mom (Who was also at the Cafe!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-3368576117676576403?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/3368576117676576403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=3368576117676576403' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/3368576117676576403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/3368576117676576403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2009/04/splash-of-color.html' title='A Splash of Color'/><author><name>author</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/SfHdopK5l4I/AAAAAAAAAsI/ZMet307O5oU/s72-c/DSC01118.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-4586188390804538117</id><published>2009-04-22T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T08:42:50.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School</title><content type='html'>N.P. here&lt;br /&gt;this morning i had to be at school at 7:00, instead of 7:30. Because my teacher had to go to the doctor's at 1:30, which is when i have her. So we got there at 7:00 (  it was really cold outside, and i was tired) and we have music. We sang the whole hour, and i was like: "why on earth did i just go to a hour of singing at 7:00!" But lucky me i only learned 1 hour that day, the other's were art and we watched a movie in the other 2. The only one i learned in was geography. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-4586188390804538117?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/4586188390804538117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=4586188390804538117' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/4586188390804538117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/4586188390804538117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2009/04/school.html' title='School'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-6777250689206089780</id><published>2009-04-22T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T08:38:18.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kilometer</title><content type='html'>N.P. here&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow in gym class I'm going to run the kilometer, I've been training a lot, but when im sick, i don't go to gym, so i get out of shape. Last week i was sick, then we ran the kilometer. I got a really bad time if 5:06. We will be doing it for grade's probably tomorrow. But who knows with czech school's. I want to get a good time because i'm not all that good with like fighting people, if i needed to. So i thin that if I can run really well, i should be able to out run them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-6777250689206089780?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/6777250689206089780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=6777250689206089780' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/6777250689206089780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/6777250689206089780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2009/04/kilometer.html' title='Kilometer'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-7861641949477356554</id><published>2009-04-11T20:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T21:08:30.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/SeFmxz7HslI/AAAAAAAAArA/hvnbfV2ftzg/s1600-h/DSC01036_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/SeFmxz7HslI/AAAAAAAAArA/hvnbfV2ftzg/s320/DSC01036_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323649240466436690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nathan's Dad here,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went on a hike today up Lisa Hora. Nathan's brothers and sister went, our friend Paul Hughe Till and our dog, George. The photo above is before we hit the snow near the top, which is why we all look dry and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/SeFmnzu1GDI/AAAAAAAAAq4/9kueo7MqR2E/s1600-h/DSC01039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/SeFmnzu1GDI/AAAAAAAAAq4/9kueo7MqR2E/s320/DSC01039.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323649068616194098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photo is just below the very top of the mountain, and is the hardest part of the hike. I thought Nathan and I were going to die! But, we prevailed, which is why I'm even able to write you at the moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way down was very fun. Nathan used his Converse All Stars kind of like skiis, and slid down a good part of the mountain. He of course looked great doing it in his sunglasses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps when he gets some more energy he can put some more photos on and write some from his own perspective. Maybe then he'll stop his evil laughter about his mom not giving him any photos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nathan's dad out,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-7861641949477356554?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/7861641949477356554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=7861641949477356554' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/7861641949477356554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/7861641949477356554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2009/04/nathans-dad-here-we-went-on-hike-today.html' title=''/><author><name>author</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/SeFmxz7HslI/AAAAAAAAArA/hvnbfV2ftzg/s72-c/DSC01036_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-6802284028804226477</id><published>2009-04-11T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T09:37:00.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poll</title><content type='html'>N.P. here&lt;br /&gt;There is a poll at the very bottom of my blog. PLEASE VOTE! This is not a VOTE NATHAN FOR PRESIDENT kind of thing, it wont change your life, but do it. PLEASE! You cant change too much in your life, but you can change this. Vote, i beg of you. ( think i need a new way to get people to vote? I just got a good idea!) If you're answer has the most votes you can comment! ( if you did not win, you still can comment)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. If you have any ideas for a new poll, tell me! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-6802284028804226477?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/6802284028804226477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=6802284028804226477' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/6802284028804226477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/6802284028804226477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2009/04/poll.html' title='Poll'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-4862098443430480402</id><published>2009-04-11T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T09:27:26.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures of a climb</title><content type='html'>N.P. here&lt;br /&gt;Yes its actually me, not my mom. In fact I'm writing because of my mom. Yes, she just told me to make a post with pictures , about my trip up to Lysa Hora, the mountain that is watching our every step. But ( i bet you knew that that but was coming), let me repeat that, BUT my mom did not give me any pictures! I have her now! MUUUAAAAAHHHHAAAHHHAAAHHHAAAAA ( evil laughter)! Now i have her! And you all ( i have no idea who you all are, because almost no one comments any more( except Leah Cox( she rocks!))) can be witnesses! Im going to go show my mom this! She wont believe it when i tell her i posted on my blog and she wouldn't give me any pictures! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-4862098443430480402?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/4862098443430480402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=4862098443430480402' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/4862098443430480402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/4862098443430480402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2009/04/pictures-of-climb.html' title='Pictures of a climb'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-516948333494311710</id><published>2009-03-21T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T04:05:32.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peanut butter</title><content type='html'>N.P. here&lt;br /&gt;I should be famous. I have taken Calvin and Hobbes to a all new level. I am amazing. I have taken a joke from a comic and made it real. I have cut the peanut butter in half and only at out of that half. WE REACHED THE BOTTOM! It may have been hard, it may have taken a long time, BUT WE DID IT!!!! I searched the web for the comic strip, and then i found it! I found a site that has all of the Calvin and Hobbes of all time! It took some time but at last, i came to it! I found it! It was at the top of some year just sitting there, i pulled it onto the desk top and saw if i could put it onto my blog! I can! here it is. &lt;br /&gt;click on it to enlarge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/ScTIXcgaYnI/AAAAAAAAApg/eN0WKP5zdyc/s1600-h/19930401.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/ScTIXcgaYnI/AAAAAAAAApg/eN0WKP5zdyc/s320/19930401.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315593765318713970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-516948333494311710?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/516948333494311710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=516948333494311710' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/516948333494311710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/516948333494311710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2009/03/peanut-butter.html' title='Peanut butter'/><author><name>author</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/ScTIXcgaYnI/AAAAAAAAApg/eN0WKP5zdyc/s72-c/19930401.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-3120615655595550851</id><published>2009-03-21T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T03:57:40.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peanut butter (continued)</title><content type='html'>N.P. here&lt;br /&gt;This morning we destroyed the peanut butter. But this is not the end, it is a beginning, the beginning of a new age! ( start doing a really cool and moving song, so that this is more like a speech) The age of peanut butter! the age when peanut butter will have untouched tops! This is my dream! Your dream! CHAAARRRGGGEEE! I have no idea what we are charging but it sound's good. when i live alone. I will buy some peanut butter and i will go beyond what we have done here. I will go at a angle so as to get more out and still have a good top. I WILL NOT BE DENIED! I WILL MAKE IT! YYYYAAAAHHHHH ( loud screaming noises)!!! (you start to look at me like im crazy) what? Cant a seal get excited about peanut butter? I think that if the writer of Calvin and Hobbes saw this he would be proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-3120615655595550851?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/3120615655595550851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=3120615655595550851' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/3120615655595550851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/3120615655595550851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2009/03/peanut-butter-continued.html' title='Peanut butter (continued)'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-421087790324893729</id><published>2009-03-21T03:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T03:50:12.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peanut butter (pictures)</title><content type='html'>N.P. here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/ScTGABEYPNI/AAAAAAAAApY/AwJ10JWtqiY/s1600-h/DSC_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/ScTGABEYPNI/AAAAAAAAApY/AwJ10JWtqiY/s320/DSC_0005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315591163793128658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/ScTF__IihEI/AAAAAAAAApQ/-OdSlhtZY5A/s1600-h/DSC_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/ScTF__IihEI/AAAAAAAAApQ/-OdSlhtZY5A/s320/DSC_0004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315591163273708610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/ScTF_fkCF9I/AAAAAAAAApI/R5oiYKwyrOg/s1600-h/DSC_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/ScTF_fkCF9I/AAAAAAAAApI/R5oiYKwyrOg/s320/DSC_0003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315591154799089618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/ScTF_MzWAjI/AAAAAAAAApA/_qf0DuMVLKo/s1600-h/19930401.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/ScTF_MzWAjI/AAAAAAAAApA/_qf0DuMVLKo/s320/19930401.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315591149763035698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on the Calvin and Hobbes to enlarge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-421087790324893729?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/421087790324893729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=421087790324893729' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/421087790324893729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/421087790324893729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2009/03/peanut-butter-pictures.html' title='Peanut butter (pictures)'/><author><name>author</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/ScTGABEYPNI/AAAAAAAAApY/AwJ10JWtqiY/s72-c/DSC_0005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-6739325503377958310</id><published>2009-03-21T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T03:43:44.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sprained wrist</title><content type='html'>N.P. here&lt;br /&gt;Yes its me, not my mom. I have recently sprained my wrist. It all happened on monday ( think of the picture making little waves going out from the middle, like on TV). I was waiting for gym class, when i fell. It was a really bad fall and  most of my weigh is one my left hand. I have to say this, even though its obvious. Pain hurts. I'm moving my wrist a lot, but its not really helping. The teacher is coming in and it still hurts, I'm wondering if i should tell him and he would say i didn't have to train/play. I run a lap around the gym, while the others come in and start to fool around, but today every step i take hurt's. Finally my class is calmed  down, so we can play something. We decide to platy doge ball. Everyone on everyone, thats bad for me, because i can out run and out dodge most kids, but i cant out throw, so they like going for me, because its a challenge, but its not that dangerous. One kid has the ball, they say its everyone on everyone, but its not. My class gets into groups, even they not supposed to. It's really obvious. They throw under-hander's to each other then one of them launches it at someone. Normally me.  A ball just flew right by my head. That is way too close. I scatter and try to get away, but a kid passes it too close to me and a kid gets me out. I tried to block it with my left hand. That was a mistake. once again, pain hurts. I go tell the teacher and he lets me not play for the rest of the hour. 5 stars to the teacher. The next day. I woke up late and I'm staying home from school. My dad is taking  care of me , while my mom is at a ladies retreat. The next day I'm going to school. My mom called and said that i need a X-ray at the doctors (Thursday). It just so happens, that on thursday i have to sleep over at Johnny and Lisa's  house, because my dad is going to some meeting type things in Holland. Its turns out that on thursday they doctors have this odd thing that like 4 people went to, but 4 people are a lot there. We went and got the X-ray with in like 10 minutes. But we had to wait for 2 hours after that for the 4 people to go in. Then the doctor said that it was only a sprain and that i need a cast on the top of my hand. One week later i went back in to get it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-6739325503377958310?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/6739325503377958310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=6739325503377958310' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/6739325503377958310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/6739325503377958310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2009/03/sprained-wrist.html' title='Sprained wrist'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-2047972112791010603</id><published>2009-02-24T06:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T06:33:03.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nathan's Chores</title><content type='html'>This is Nathan's Mom - again! - Does it seem like I post more on his blog than he does?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nathan needed to do some extra cleaning for me this week (I won't say why) and he needed a little help. Click &lt;a href="http://www.raincitystory.com/flash/screenclean.swf"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to see Nathan's little cleaning helper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nathan's Mom Out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-2047972112791010603?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/2047972112791010603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=2047972112791010603' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/2047972112791010603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/2047972112791010603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2009/02/nathans-chores.html' title='Nathan&apos;s Chores'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-452342791424868912</id><published>2009-02-16T10:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T10:21:31.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Guitar Recital</title><content type='html'>N.P. here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vgbJWIqg0Ug&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vgbJWIqg0Ug&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-452342791424868912?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/452342791424868912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=452342791424868912' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/452342791424868912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/452342791424868912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-guitar-recital.html' title='My Guitar Recital'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-1475758469452360716</id><published>2009-01-21T21:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T21:29:35.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nathan's Mom</title><content type='html'>This is nathan's Mom again.  Yep, he hates it when I do this.  I only write on his blog when I MUST.  Tonight I MUST write and tell you how much I'm missing Nathan while I'm in the states.  I wish he was here so I could talk with him and hear about what's happening in his life.  He is one of my all time favorite people and I like spending time with him and I MISS HIM!  So I just wanted to write and let you know that Nathan's Mom misses him tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; &lt;br /&gt;cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-1475758469452360716?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/1475758469452360716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=1475758469452360716' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/1475758469452360716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/1475758469452360716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2009/01/nathans-mom.html' title='Nathan&apos;s Mom'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-6578200897293048763</id><published>2009-01-03T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T07:55:54.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nathan on the Camera</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/SV-KAaZeZBI/AAAAAAAAAh4/ABTdz0qojxA/s1600-h/DSC00739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/SV-KAaZeZBI/AAAAAAAAAh4/ABTdz0qojxA/s320/DSC00739.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287096227247055890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is nathan's mom - again!  I've been working on finishing a blanket I've knitted for a wedding gift.  I've been taking pictures of the finishing process to put on my blog.  I just downloaded the photos and amongst my knitting photos I see this one of nathan's face.  close-up.  smiling.  why?  how did this get on my camera? in the middle of my knitting?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to post it and see if you had any ideas what Nathan was doing in this photo.  Post your best ideas...what is nathan doing/thinking/feeling in this photo?  And why was it with my knitting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nathan's mom out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-6578200897293048763?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/6578200897293048763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=6578200897293048763' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/6578200897293048763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/6578200897293048763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2009/01/nathan-on-camera.html' title='Nathan on the Camera'/><author><name>author</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/SV-KAaZeZBI/AAAAAAAAAh4/ABTdz0qojxA/s72-c/DSC00739.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-1946767963522025394</id><published>2008-12-11T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:40:09.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Wii games are for</title><content type='html'>N.P. here&lt;br /&gt;I am a genius. OK so not technically, but its fun to say it. At a new cafe that opened up near our house, there's a picture on the wall. It's a picture of New York city. And i being a genius recognized it, not because i have been there ( which i haven't ) but because i have played the Wii game Spider man 3. In it you swing past one of the buildings in the center of the picture. And so technically video games are good for you. So next time someone want's you to buy them a video game, buy it it could help!&lt;br /&gt;N.P. out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-1946767963522025394?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/1946767963522025394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=1946767963522025394' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/1946767963522025394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/1946767963522025394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-wii-games-are-for.html' title='What Wii games are for'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-8696061049674486832</id><published>2008-12-09T02:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:25:53.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/ST5HcamJhMI/AAAAAAAAAfA/zgePq0Korus/s1600-h/DSC00564.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/ST5HcamJhMI/AAAAAAAAAfA/zgePq0Korus/s320/DSC00564.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277734366826038466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/ST5HcU05QWI/AAAAAAAAAe4/dK4BKSGlUs4/s1600-h/DSC00545.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/ST5HcU05QWI/AAAAAAAAAe4/dK4BKSGlUs4/s320/DSC00545.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277734365277274466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/ST5HcB7FKVI/AAAAAAAAAew/ZSjQNwLUVIg/s1600-h/DSC00538.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/ST5HcB7FKVI/AAAAAAAAAew/ZSjQNwLUVIg/s320/DSC00538.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277734360202946898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/ST5HPZ5ToiI/AAAAAAAAAeo/C8XnFZ1b2Po/s1600-h/DSC00532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/ST5HPZ5ToiI/AAAAAAAAAeo/C8XnFZ1b2Po/s320/DSC00532.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277734143299658274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Christmas Elf putting on some photos so you can see all  Nathan's hard work decorating for this festive season.  Nathan worked hard on the fragile nativity, the snowman display on the piano, and fixing lights.  The house is beautiful and we're enjoying his hard work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  Ask him how many chocolate chip cookies he ate while decorating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-8696061049674486832?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/8696061049674486832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=8696061049674486832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/8696061049674486832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/8696061049674486832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-photos.html' title='Christmas Photos'/><author><name>author</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/ST5HcamJhMI/AAAAAAAAAfA/zgePq0Korus/s72-c/DSC00564.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-298203813897339923</id><published>2008-12-06T07:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T08:17:47.411-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas decoration's</title><content type='html'>N.P. here&lt;br /&gt;On the night we decorated&lt;br /&gt;all through the house&lt;br /&gt;nothing was stirring&lt;br /&gt;not even a mouse,&lt;br /&gt;except my family and Becca working downstairs. Today we set up our christmas decoration's. I started out not doing much, but later i was pelted by people saying my name."Nathan, come help me with__________"&lt;br /&gt;or "Nathan, bring me __________".I did:&lt;br /&gt;                                                             1. I dusted off the entire piano&lt;br /&gt;                                                             2. I put little fragile snowmen thingies&lt;br /&gt;                                                             3. I set light's around the little fragile snowmen thingies&lt;br /&gt;                                                             4. we (me and my mom) found out that we had the wrong light's,so &lt;br /&gt;                                                             5. I also had to fix the light's that weren't working because one of them was out so they all were out ( i also got 50 Kc( 2 and a half dollars))&lt;br /&gt;                                                             6. Took picture's of our decoration's&lt;br /&gt;                                                             7. Started writing on my blog about decorations.&lt;br /&gt;And that's about all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-298203813897339923?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/298203813897339923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=298203813897339923' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/298203813897339923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/298203813897339923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-decorations.html' title='Christmas decoration&apos;s'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-1433485835799515138</id><published>2008-09-14T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T09:31:52.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Church</title><content type='html'>N.P. here&lt;br /&gt;It's Sunday and as usual i went to church. At our church we have other event's than just church. This month we are having a thing called coffe with the pastor and so i went. Tonight at church they wanted someone who went to talk about it. And so for the first time in my life i talked in front of my church.  It was really cool.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-1433485835799515138?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/1433485835799515138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=1433485835799515138' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/1433485835799515138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/1433485835799515138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2008/09/church.html' title='Church'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-3964068676983334975</id><published>2008-09-11T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T05:27:54.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comment</title><content type='html'>N.P. here&lt;br /&gt;I am replying to a comment that was given to me by a very special reader: MY GRANDMOTHER. She say's, and i quote What is a Iphone? i am too old to know these new hi'tech stuff. And so i am now going to explain it. A Iphone is a mobile phone and a Ipod together. A ipod is a thing that can play music and play movies/tv shows. A mobile phone is a phone that can be transported. A phone is a way to talk to someone far away. If you don't know what a person far away is then you either don't speak english or you are really really REALLY old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-3964068676983334975?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/3964068676983334975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=3964068676983334975' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/3964068676983334975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/3964068676983334975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2008/09/comment.html' title='Comment'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-8900877853695813746</id><published>2008-09-09T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T11:44:06.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Iphone</title><content type='html'>N.P. Here&lt;br /&gt;I am right now writing this on a Iphone. It is really hard to wright, but it's worth it. it is not mine, it's my dads. It's really cool but it can't play games on the Internet. I have to go.&lt;br /&gt;N.P. Out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-8900877853695813746?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/8900877853695813746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=8900877853695813746' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/8900877853695813746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/8900877853695813746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2008/09/iphone.html' title='Iphone'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-8218176345351259726</id><published>2008-08-12T02:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T02:40:41.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Olympics</title><content type='html'>This is Nathan's Mom again.  Nathan can't write on his blog today because he's so oppressed by his mother that he's depressed!  He was woken up by his gorgeous and delightful mother at 9am.  The sun was shining.  The dog was happy to see him this morning.  BUT his mother (wonderful &amp; imaginative) MADE HIM watch the olympics instead of cartoons.  Yep, cuddling on the couch mid-morning watching...THE OLYMPICS.  You can see the torture in that scenario.  Nathan was in so much emotional pain by this dreadful event that he's thinking of re-writing his wedding vows to sound something like this:  "I promise to love &amp; protect you and never make you watch the olympics instead of morning cartoons."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the olympic torture we did find out that czech &amp; slovakia are experts at kayak slolam - an event we didn't even know was in the olympics.  Fun to hear it was the Slovak National Event - and then to cheer for both Slovak &amp; Czech.  Torture with an international twist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nathan's Mom out (I have to find Nathan and irritate him some more before lunch!  haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-8218176345351259726?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/8218176345351259726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=8218176345351259726' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/8218176345351259726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/8218176345351259726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2008/08/olympics.html' title='Olympics'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-3524061440037602976</id><published>2008-08-07T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T05:02:04.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY BROKEN BUTT! (no pictures available)</title><content type='html'>N.P. here&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I Nathan Pitcher did something dangerous! I (pause) FELL OF A TRAMPOLINE! And doing so i BROKE MY BUTT!!!!!!! OK. I only broke my tail bone.* Butt it's so much more fun to that i broke my BUTT! It hurt's allot butt it's getting better. I't started out as a good move in a game that we played at the Ellenwood's. The game was dogeball and we played it on the trampoline. 2 people are on the ground trying to get the 2 people on the trampoline out and then you switch. I was on the trampoline with Noah. The ball went soaring at Noah and i pushed him aside so that the ball missed him butt in doing so i fell of the side of the trampoline. Butt before i fell i grabbed on to a branch and started screaming for help. Nobody helped me and so the branch broke. I FELL AND BROKE MY BUTT(tail bone)! If Noah was a hot girl and if we were in a movie than he would kiss me because i hurt myself to save her (him), butt alas this is real life and Noah is a guy. Anyway i have to go get lunch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*In this post i am going to wright BUT as BUTT. That should be in some chemistry class, BUT=BUTT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-3524061440037602976?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/3524061440037602976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=3524061440037602976' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/3524061440037602976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/3524061440037602976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-broken-butt-no-pictures-available.html' title='MY BROKEN BUTT! (no pictures available)'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-1260305350756590933</id><published>2008-06-08T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T00:20:28.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A unexpected sadness</title><content type='html'>N.P. here&lt;br /&gt;Today is my last day of being a 11 year old. And i don't know why but i feel sort of sad. I know tomorrow is my birthday, but it feels like i am leaving something behind. In the CZ you have to be 12 to be able to ride in the front seat, and there are many time's where Nicholas and Zachary are not in the car with me, and so i have started saying:" If i were 12 i could sit in the front sea". But i cant say that now. I have been excited for about a month, but now i am not. My email address is nathanpitcher11@gmail.com , and so in a way my email is wrong, because it say's I'm 11. My birthday party is in poland and we are going to watch a movie, the reason we are in poland is because in the CZ they rarely show movie's in english. We are going to watch Narnie Prince Caspien. i' pretty sure that it is going to my family, Jacob Hash (maybe his parent's), and the Ellenwood's.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I'm still eleven.&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. I't would be nice if you could send me a E-card (email card).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-1260305350756590933?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/1260305350756590933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=1260305350756590933' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/1260305350756590933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/1260305350756590933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2008/06/unexpected-sadness.html' title='A unexpected sadness'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-3597933497655923112</id><published>2008-05-25T02:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T03:08:45.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ZOO</title><content type='html'>N.P. here&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that i have'nt written in about a month.&lt;br /&gt;About 2 week's ago i went to the ZOO with my class. Later i wrote a report for school about what i did there.&lt;br /&gt;First I learned about meateater's, and then I my class went on a tour. Seeing a tygr was really cool, and i learned that that specific type of tiger ( tiger Usuricky) WILL NOT eat human's, enless they are provoked (the tiger we saw was in a book that i read). Next i tried to draw a monkey but he moved, so i went on and tried to draw a sleeping bear,but he rolled over and ruined my picture, Becca said  that i was like some artist that would go on a walk and sketch animal's, most of the time it was just part's of them. My favorite animal was a goat. Yes  you heard me right, i said a goat. It was a petting part of the ZOO, and i gve them some food ( i bought the food from a little box that give's out food for 5 Crown's). I did draw one , if you could call it one, what i really did was draw body part's of multiple goat's and put them together. all in all it was a great day.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-3597933497655923112?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/3597933497655923112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=3597933497655923112' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/3597933497655923112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/3597933497655923112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2008/05/zoo.html' title='ZOO'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-2510822715080804037</id><published>2008-04-26T01:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T01:38:22.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>World Malaria Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://boomama.net/2008/04/23/bite-back/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h134/boomama205/biteback-1.jpg" border="0" alt="BiteBack"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N.P. here &lt;br /&gt;i have just sent a mosquito net to a family in Africa. There are 3000 kids dying A DAY! And here is the worst part: FROM MALARIA !!!!! And malaria is treatable! People in Africa are too poor to buy a mosquito net, so that they don't get killed by mosquitos. A group called Compassion is sending mosquito nets to Africa, but they need YOU to pay for it. Go online and buy mosquito nets for people in Africa. You don't have to pay much, it's only 10 dollars, yes i said 10 dollars. Go on and buy some!    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BITE BACK!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-2510822715080804037?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/2510822715080804037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=2510822715080804037' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/2510822715080804037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/2510822715080804037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2008/04/world-malaria-day.html' title='World Malaria Day'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-7689667442566053296</id><published>2008-04-14T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T05:28:29.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PLAY</title><content type='html'>N.P. here&lt;br /&gt;I have recently been in a play. It was done by the music school, it was about a town that loved music. But the evil wizard (Me) took away their instruments and made it so that no one can sing. a young boy came along and broke my curse by doing four things, although he didn't know that he had to do four gobs until i told him he had to. in the end i died a dramatic death. My dad took little clips of me so i will publish them later! O and by the THANKS MRS. PATTY for reminding me about publishing on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-7689667442566053296?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/7689667442566053296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=7689667442566053296' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/7689667442566053296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/7689667442566053296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2008/04/play.html' title='PLAY'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-5512507341292852564</id><published>2008-03-30T02:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T02:57:35.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Glasses</title><content type='html'>N.P. here&lt;br /&gt;I have something to tell all of you! I have GLASSES!!!! (read really fast) There great! They are 2.25 thick, I love em', the are red and black fit me like a glove and are really cool. (keep reading fast) Before i couldn't see perfectly , but when i put them on I could. ( just keep reading fast until i tell you to stop) For the first day i had some problems, I could see a bit other and under the rim and it would bother me. If i looked a bit out of the side of the glasses, and turned my head quickly it looked like the wall did the wave. They are so cool and i will put some pictures in a bit later.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( you can stop reading really fast now)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-5512507341292852564?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/5512507341292852564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=5512507341292852564' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/5512507341292852564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/5512507341292852564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2008/03/glasses.html' title='Glasses'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-1362266134320449674</id><published>2008-02-28T12:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T12:59:15.654-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prague</title><content type='html'>N.P. here&lt;br /&gt;YAWN! Sorry i am a little tired. I have been up from 3:30. I woke up for the first time with a alarm clock. I woke up thought it was our alarm for carben monoxied and started holding my breath. I went at 4:00 AM to the train station and started shivering. We made it to Prague at 8:00 and went to the airport. Me and my mom said goodbye to my granddad and my uncle at 10:00. We went to Mcdonald's but they don't sell daytime food until 10:30( they sell breakfast). Me and my mom went shopping. Zachary waned us to buy him a book with Lord of The Rings stats, but they moved. So we started looking for a art store that Becca found when she was in Prague before. We decided just to go do my mom's knitting shopping. We asked the store person if they know where the art store is. She said yes and started giving very complicated instructions. In the end my mom and me finale found the art store. THanks to my granddad and uncle each kid got 500Kc, so i had 950Kc. In the end i bought 4 sketch books, one for doodling, 2 for drawing and 1 for sketching, i bought 6 pencils,2 crayons, 1 sharpener, 1 moldable eraser. Later we went to Bohemia Bagel, where we got lunch. On our way to Starbucks we saw Charels Bridge, and guess what! Its being either how should i put it renewed. The new Starbucks is really, REALLY bad. They don't really know what Starbucks is. it was a long train home, we got back at 9:30 and it is now 10:00. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I would like to give a special thanks to my granddad and uncle for all they have done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-1362266134320449674?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/1362266134320449674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=1362266134320449674' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/1362266134320449674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/1362266134320449674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2008/02/prague.html' title='Prague'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-1513672338797389890</id><published>2008-02-27T04:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T04:53:40.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relatives and teeth</title><content type='html'>N.P. here&lt;br /&gt;on the 20th of Febuary my Grandfather and my Uncle came to visit us. I am going with them and my mom to Prague on the 27th.I am collecting money for the art store, bagel store so forth. I cleaned the upstairs toilet and bathroom for 200kc(kc is short for crowns, crowns being the Czech tip of money). Me and Grace both pulled out a tooth( Grace pulled out one, I pulled out one). W both got the same thing, a 20kc coin and a 10 dollar bill. We traded in the 10 dollars with our Uncle, he gave us 200 kc each. All together i collected 420 kc. I have 30 kc in my pockt money. All together i have 450kc. I will post what i will buy later.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-1513672338797389890?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/1513672338797389890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=1513672338797389890' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/1513672338797389890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/1513672338797389890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2008/02/relatives-and-teeth.html' title='Relatives and teeth'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-5293334521765555098</id><published>2008-02-19T06:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T06:24:29.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>read, reading, will read</title><content type='html'>N.P. here&lt;br /&gt;I have just finished reading a Czech book. it was about two kids who have a magnifying glass, that one of them made. The magnifying glass was (you could call it) "MAGICAL." It was made in a way that allowed it to see through things. it cannot see through more than 1 object. in the story there is a girl(the main character) and her best friend (a boy). in this book they go to a ZOO and find out that a tiger has escaped from his cage. later on the main character finds out that the tiger (which got away from the ZOO) was not deadly. She saw on the news that one of her friends has been "eaten by the tiger." She and her friend (The boy, not the "eaten" one) find the tiger and give it back to the ZOO, and they find the person who captured the friend who was thought to be eaten. All in all a good book. The author turns out to be German, it was translated into Czech and I being American read it for school, is that ironic or what? Thats all for now, please comment!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-5293334521765555098?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/5293334521765555098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=5293334521765555098' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/5293334521765555098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/5293334521765555098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2008/02/read-reading-will-read.html' title='read, reading, will read'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-1848316361210118335</id><published>2008-02-16T02:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T03:12:16.779-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing for The Newspaper</title><content type='html'>N.P. here&lt;br /&gt;i am right now writing in &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;BECCAS ROOM&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Its is so cool. anyway on the subject of writing i Nathan Pitcher have handed in my first post into the Zakladni Umelecka School Newspaper. I asked the teacher who is running the Newspaper how many handed in post there are. she there was 1 from me and 2 other things. Im planning on doing another one. I am going to make a report on the Pipe Organ. Did you know that the organ with the most layers of keys is in America (it has i think 6 layers). You cant press down on it all the or else (in time) all the houses within 1 Km will brake. The biggest organ is in Germany. did you know that you can play songs on the organ just using your feet. And I'm not talking about cartoon playing with your feet, There is  a layer of keys on the bottom of organ. If you have A)any news about organs or                               B)any ideas of what to wright into the newspaper then e-mail me at nathanpitcher11@gmail.com  or post a comment with your idea/nowledge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-1848316361210118335?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/1848316361210118335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=1848316361210118335' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/1848316361210118335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/1848316361210118335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2008/02/writing-for-newspaper.html' title='Writing for The Newspaper'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-3956316015496388230</id><published>2008-01-23T08:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T09:01:00.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Newspaper</title><content type='html'>N.P.here&lt;br /&gt;I have oficialy started writing for the Zakladni Umelecka Skola (my music school) newspaper. I am one of four wrighters who will be working on this. I am going to be intervuing 2 teachers. Then i shall wright a report. I have to hand it in before 1.2. 2008. If you have ever written for a newspaper or have a good idea about what to wright in the newspaper then tell me about it in a comment. Thank you very much. And now for my great exit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-3956316015496388230?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/3956316015496388230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=3956316015496388230' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/3956316015496388230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/3956316015496388230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2008/01/newspaper.html' title='Newspaper'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-1481071081207118836</id><published>2008-01-09T01:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T01:19:20.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nathan's TItle</title><content type='html'>This is Nathan's Mom.  He's at school but I looked up his Aristocratic TItle and wanted all of you to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presenting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#ffffff" border="0" cellspacing="8"&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.masquerademaskarts.com/memes/minicrest.gif"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt; &lt;font color=black&gt; My Peculiar Aristocratic Title is:&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;font size=4 color=black&gt; His Grace Lord Nathan Duane the Talkative of Giggleswich Lanken &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.masquerademaskarts.com/memes/peculiartitle.php"&gt;Get your Peculiar Aristocratic Title&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this title is very appropriate!  Any comments to other titles for Nathan the Talkative (and annoying?) &lt;br /&gt;(You can also comment as to what movie I just quoted!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-1481071081207118836?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/1481071081207118836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=1481071081207118836' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/1481071081207118836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/1481071081207118836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2008/01/nathans-title.html' title='Nathan&apos;s TItle'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-4758109141003943122</id><published>2008-01-05T03:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T03:33:04.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>funny video</title><content type='html'>N.P.here&lt;br /&gt;Becca found this thing on YouTube and i thought it would be fun to put it on my blog. Click on it and see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2Fe11OlMiz8"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2Fe11OlMiz8" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-4758109141003943122?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/4758109141003943122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=4758109141003943122' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/4758109141003943122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/4758109141003943122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2008/01/funny-video.html' title='funny video'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-167843979346652536</id><published>2007-12-24T00:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T00:36:43.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Josef Christmas Adam</title><content type='html'>N.P.here&lt;br /&gt;Today is Christmas Eve, and yesterday when we woke up we said Merry Christmas Adam. Today my dad said that we should have said Josef Christmas Adam. Yesterday me and Grace were in a Christmas Pagent. Its sort of funny because we just finnished a book called The Greatest Chrismas Pagent Ever. The story that we had was about a boy whos dad saved a sheep that was wounded in the woods. The loved the sheep, one night the boy(me) was awoken by a bright light. he dad came running in. He said that angels came and told him and the other shepherds that Jesus has been born. So I/the boy,dad and the sheep went to see him. On the way I thought that i should give Jesus a gift. The dad said that i should give the sheep, I refused. Later by the manger i noticed that Jesus had nothing, i and i gave the sheep to Mary. Mary(Grace) refused to take it and said that Jesus only needed my love. I took the sheep home and noticed that at the place where baby Jesus touched it was a silver star.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                    The End&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-167843979346652536?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/167843979346652536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=167843979346652536' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/167843979346652536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/167843979346652536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2007/12/josef-christmas-adam.html' title='Josef Christmas Adam'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-1006206856748865593</id><published>2007-12-18T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T07:09:42.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holes</title><content type='html'>Dig it up po pou Dig it&lt;br /&gt;N.P.here&lt;br /&gt;I just finished watching the movie "Holes". There is this great song in there its called "Dig it". It goes sorta like this:Dig up po pou dig it dig it po pou Yeah!. There is 2 diferent versions, or at least i think there is.One is the boys singing it, they put there names into it. The other one i think is the chorus.Any way It is a great Story about a boy. Hey I got to go. So By!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-1006206856748865593?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/1006206856748865593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=1006206856748865593' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/1006206856748865593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/1006206856748865593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2007/12/holes.html' title='Holes'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-3248013297082669561</id><published>2007-12-17T10:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T10:40:38.571-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome Hair</title><content type='html'>Augh mom stop pulling!&lt;br /&gt;N.P.here&lt;br /&gt;I am working on a new hair style. I am trying to get a ponytail. I have been trying to since June. My hair has been really anoying, Mostly the bangs. But my longest hairs can almost go into the back ponytail. Once i have a ponytail i am not, Not, SO NOT cutting my hair. Keep cheering for me and my hair. I will comment once i have my ponytail.See you later.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-3248013297082669561?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/3248013297082669561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=3248013297082669561' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/3248013297082669561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/3248013297082669561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2007/12/awesome-hair.html' title='Awesome Hair'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-775300058737364901</id><published>2007-12-17T10:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T10:30:12.847-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>Tis the sesson to be jolly tralalalala lalalala&lt;br /&gt;N.P.here&lt;br /&gt;Today we went christmas shopping. In our family we do stuff a bit different. We draw cards with names on them. there are 8 cards all together, here is what was on them ( Every time i wright a , then it is a different card) : Nathan, Zachary, Grace, Nicholas, Andrea, Ken, Becca, George. You get two cards 1 kid 1 adult. You have to buy a big gift for that person. It has to be around 200 Kc. I cannot say who i got It would brake every single rule. I also bought a gift for Blake Patty. My best friend in the world. For now that is all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-775300058737364901?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/775300058737364901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=775300058737364901' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/775300058737364901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/775300058737364901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-6204429220758781993</id><published>2007-12-17T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T10:19:25.992-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tensing</title><content type='html'>Bu Ba ba dududu trrr trr tr &lt;br /&gt;N.P.here&lt;br /&gt;You might be wondering what that was before. Well it is suposed to be realy loud music. I was recently at a tensing concert. Tensing is a music group made mostly out of teenagers. I know most of the people in Tensing: Caleb Patty, Tyler Patty, Noah Ellenwood, Bogdan Lach, Mrs. Patty played a christmas song and there a couple of other Czechs. When I was there i saw Jacob Hash, Corey Anderson, Lindy Anderson and a girl named Alison. Noah sang a song called " We are one" by "Switchfoot", caleb and Tyler sang a couple of songs. All together it was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-6204429220758781993?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/6204429220758781993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=6204429220758781993' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/6204429220758781993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/6204429220758781993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2007/12/tensing.html' title='Tensing'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-7532910482401764913</id><published>2007-12-04T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T08:55:33.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Pink Henry Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/R1WGcYcV7qI/AAAAAAAAAMU/p9K11khDeUM/s1600-h/mail-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/R1WGcYcV7qI/AAAAAAAAAMU/p9K11khDeUM/s400/mail-5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140162371869077154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/R1WGcocV7rI/AAAAAAAAAMc/QUk1dEWy7q0/s1600-h/mail-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/R1WGcocV7rI/AAAAAAAAAMc/QUk1dEWy7q0/s400/mail-6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140162376164044466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/R1WGcocV7sI/AAAAAAAAAMk/f5SKiA1EkdE/s1600-h/mail-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/R1WGcocV7sI/AAAAAAAAAMk/f5SKiA1EkdE/s400/mail-7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140162376164044482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/R1WGc4cV7tI/AAAAAAAAAMs/43uwhr1yGyo/s1600-h/mail-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/R1WGc4cV7tI/AAAAAAAAAMs/43uwhr1yGyo/s400/mail-8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140162380459011794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/R1WGc4cV7uI/AAAAAAAAAM0/LbgPjcnOgko/s1600-h/mail-9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/R1WGc4cV7uI/AAAAAAAAAM0/LbgPjcnOgko/s400/mail-9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140162380459011810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N.P.here&lt;br /&gt;here are some more Pink Henry Photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-7532910482401764913?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/7532910482401764913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=7532910482401764913' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/7532910482401764913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/7532910482401764913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2007/12/more-pink-henry-photos.html' title='More Pink Henry Photos'/><author><name>author</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/R1WGcYcV7qI/AAAAAAAAAMU/p9K11khDeUM/s72-c/mail-5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-5374594529441983687</id><published>2007-12-04T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T08:52:03.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink Henry Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/R1WFm4cV7lI/AAAAAAAAALs/4jq92eNuZUc/s1600-h/mail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/R1WFm4cV7lI/AAAAAAAAALs/4jq92eNuZUc/s400/mail.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140161452746075730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/R1WFnIcV7mI/AAAAAAAAAL0/TxCzUfL16eM/s1600-h/mail-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/R1WFnIcV7mI/AAAAAAAAAL0/TxCzUfL16eM/s400/mail-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140161457041043042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/R1WFnYcV7nI/AAAAAAAAAL8/z1K2bvYI6vE/s1600-h/mail-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/R1WFnYcV7nI/AAAAAAAAAL8/z1K2bvYI6vE/s400/mail-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140161461336010354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/R1WFnocV7oI/AAAAAAAAAME/J6o4HRNEzP0/s1600-h/mail-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/R1WFnocV7oI/AAAAAAAAAME/J6o4HRNEzP0/s400/mail-3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140161465630977666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/R1WFnocV7pI/AAAAAAAAAMM/D1Bi68qw23A/s1600-h/mail-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/R1WFnocV7pI/AAAAAAAAAMM/D1Bi68qw23A/s400/mail-4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140161465630977682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N.P.here&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos of pink Henry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-5374594529441983687?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/5374594529441983687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=5374594529441983687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/5374594529441983687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/5374594529441983687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2007/12/pink-henry-photos.html' title='Pink Henry Photos'/><author><name>author</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/R1WFm4cV7lI/AAAAAAAAALs/4jq92eNuZUc/s72-c/mail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-7717358849802212083</id><published>2007-12-04T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T08:40:11.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>N.P.here&lt;br /&gt;Sorry that i have not posted in a long time. Anyway i was just at JV CONFERENCE!!!!!! It went by really quickly, so its sort of hard to remember. But i will try my best.&lt;br /&gt;Day 1:&lt;br /&gt;Everyone arrived and had dinner. Blake did not arrive until late. We had dinner. and played games. Parents or siblings would come and say that it was time for bed. slowly people went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;day 2:&lt;br /&gt;Every morning i would have a roll with chocolate spread. That day was the day of the turkey boll. The yearly football game. I did not play. Caleb got injured. He ran into Mr.Runzo. I some what helped with decorating. I held down a branch while little girls would pick the leaves. After the football game we ate THE FIEST. A.K.A. Thanksgiving dinner. I sat with Andris Runzo. Later we watched Charlie Brown Thanksgiving, and are own Charlie Brown play. Later I signed up for family frenzy. I did Settlers of Kattan and Nintendo Wii. Dinner was leftovers. That night i played the biggest game of Arabien Armpits ever! I was walking by the table. And i was bored so i asked if i could play. There were 6 of us at the begining: Me, Corey, Tyler, Hannah, Nicholas and Leah. Pretty soon into the game Nicholas an Hannah left. In the end we just ended.I went to bed after the game.&lt;br /&gt;Day 3:&lt;br /&gt;I woke and had my normal breakfast. Went to F.R.O.B. (Fun Room Of Becca). Then onto Family Frenzy.Had lunch. played during free time. The kids watched a movie called rat-ta-toi.That night we had FAMILY GAME NIGHT. We played a game called are you smarter than a JV kid.Kids on one side, adults on the other. We competed in many subjects. In the end the kids won.&lt;br /&gt;day 4:&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast was good. Me, Zachary, Noah, Jacob and Blake talked about what we thought was going to happen in a 2 book series, the first was Inheritence and the second was Artemis Fowl. That day was pretty normal up into that night. First up that night was THE TALENT SHOW !!!!!!!! josiah Venture's one ad only Pink Henry made a performance. Pink Henry is a dancing group made out of me and my sister. We danced to the song Something Crazy by Steven Curtis Chapman. That night we had midnight movie's. The ducks had a Hannah Montana marathon. The frogs and Akiko watched Shrek the Third. And Zteo and Journey watched Oceans 13.&lt;br /&gt;Day 5:&lt;br /&gt;Everyone left and morned other Lindy and Corey, because they left to live in America. It was pretty sad.Not much happend. I helped clean up F.R.O.B. And then our family went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-7717358849802212083?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/7717358849802212083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=7717358849802212083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/7717358849802212083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/7717358849802212083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2007/12/n.html' title=''/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-8327424862136373501</id><published>2007-11-03T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T10:33:24.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beccas Room.</title><content type='html'>N.P.here&lt;br /&gt;Im right now on the family laptop IN BECCA'S ROOM!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;becca is in some forin country as usual. So I have the job of making sure Beccas room is not lonely. Today my mom bet 50 Czech crouwns that i can not read a book called Wayside School in one. Well Mom pay up. Because i Did IT!!!!!!!! Please no need to cheer ( A.K.A. cheer, why aren't you cheering!).Talking about books, my favorite book is The Island Series. Its about 6 kids who went to a for kids who did bad things. The main character was not to blame, a sister and brother fought a lot, the son of a movie star was the bad kid, a realy competitive girl, and last a boy who watches too much TV. Thats all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-8327424862136373501?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/8327424862136373501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=8327424862136373501' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/8327424862136373501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/8327424862136373501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2007/11/beccas-room.html' title='Beccas Room.'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-3651081376225784951</id><published>2007-10-25T04:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T10:35:32.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday use the day</title><content type='html'>N.P. here&lt;br /&gt;This tuesday The Pitchers and the Patty's were sitting down to eat my superb food. The first course was chicken noodle soup. Everybody loved it. Then we talked about the Epipen, it is a device that enables you to breath for a certain amount of minutes will you run to the hospital. It is used for people with allergy's to bee (wasp, fire ant ....) bites/stings. Then we had dessert. Chocolate chip cream chess square cookies. Everybody was excited! The Patty's went home around 8:30. thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/jvteepee/npoutcopy-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127981002200066178" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-3651081376225784951?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/3651081376225784951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=3651081376225784951' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/3651081376225784951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/3651081376225784951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2007/10/tuesday-use-day.html' title='Tuesday use the day'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-2690355372344533620</id><published>2007-10-23T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T11:48:34.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfectly Scrumptious</title><content type='html'>N.P. here&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I cooked dinner for the Pattys.  On a previous post I showed you how I made the cookies.  Here they are - finished! Don't they look scrumptious?  They're really big and really yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Patty and Caleb ate two cookies each.  Everybody rated it 10 out of 10!&lt;br /&gt;Caleb wanted to give me 11.&lt;br /&gt;I'll write more later - since it's my bed time.&lt;br /&gt;N.P. out (yawn)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/Rx5A3zab4oI/AAAAAAAAAH0/JK_njo545yI/s1600-h/IMG_3092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/Rx5A3zab4oI/AAAAAAAAAH0/JK_njo545yI/s400/IMG_3092.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124604753432273538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/Rx5A4Dab4pI/AAAAAAAAAH8/NkK4j0YOxGc/s1600-h/IMG_3096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/Rx5A4Dab4pI/AAAAAAAAAH8/NkK4j0YOxGc/s400/IMG_3096.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124604757727240850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/Rx5A4Tab4qI/AAAAAAAAAIE/uzx7ysoCcNM/s1600-h/IMG_3091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/Rx5A4Tab4qI/AAAAAAAAAIE/uzx7ysoCcNM/s400/IMG_3091.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124604762022208162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-2690355372344533620?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/2690355372344533620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=2690355372344533620' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/2690355372344533620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/2690355372344533620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post_23.html' title='Perfectly Scrumptious'/><author><name>author</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/Rx5A3zab4oI/AAAAAAAAAH0/JK_njo545yI/s72-c/IMG_3092.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-8897083146233183545</id><published>2007-10-22T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T11:11:55.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>N.P.here&lt;br /&gt;I was planning for THE BIG DAY!! A.K.A. The patty's are coming other tomorrow and so i had to prepare the cookies, they have to freeze. These pictures may look like the cookies are hidease and bad tasting but there NOT! There realy good and i will get a picture of me with them&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/RxzmuDab4lI/AAAAAAAAAHc/MizODgG2FZc/s1600-h/IMG_3082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/RxzmuDab4lI/AAAAAAAAAHc/MizODgG2FZc/s400/IMG_3082.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124224154905338450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/Rxzmujab4mI/AAAAAAAAAHk/IYujjtPy6tY/s1600-h/IMG_3083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/Rxzmujab4mI/AAAAAAAAAHk/IYujjtPy6tY/s400/IMG_3083.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124224163495273058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/Rxzmuzab4nI/AAAAAAAAAHs/lmpFLt8yQL0/s1600-h/IMG_3084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/Rxzmuzab4nI/AAAAAAAAAHs/lmpFLt8yQL0/s400/IMG_3084.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124224167790240370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So there you have it. Thats what is happening on tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;N.P.out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-8897083146233183545?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/8897083146233183545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=8897083146233183545' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/8897083146233183545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/8897083146233183545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post_8878.html' title=''/><author><name>author</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/RxzmuDab4lI/AAAAAAAAAHc/MizODgG2FZc/s72-c/IMG_3082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-227625136314583476</id><published>2007-10-20T07:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T07:33:55.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Lunch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.imagechef.com/" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;img src="http://cdnll.img1.imagechef.com/w/071020/samp9807be36b61dc8a6.jpg" alt="ImageChef.com - Custom comment codes for MySpace, Hi5, Friendster and more"/&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/Jmx0PTExOTI4OTA4MDc5NTYmcHQ9MTE5Mjg5MDgyMzMwMiZwPTExOTMxJmQ9Jm49.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-227625136314583476?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/227625136314583476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=227625136314583476' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/227625136314583476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/227625136314583476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-lunch.html' title='My Lunch'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-3535419942645350747</id><published>2007-10-17T12:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T12:19:58.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing Meez</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/RxZgTjab4cI/AAAAAAAAAGM/kYAKiQEVyuc/s1600-h/meezAnimatedBodyshot300x400.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/RxZgTjab4cI/AAAAAAAAAGM/kYAKiQEVyuc/s400/meezAnimatedBodyshot300x400.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122387515220419010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-3535419942645350747?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/3535419942645350747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=3535419942645350747' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/3535419942645350747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/3535419942645350747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2007/10/introducing-meez.html' title='Introducing Meez'/><author><name>author</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/RxZgTjab4cI/AAAAAAAAAGM/kYAKiQEVyuc/s72-c/meezAnimatedBodyshot300x400.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-164494730822958364</id><published>2007-10-16T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T11:36:06.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tylers blog</title><content type='html'>N.P.here&lt;br /&gt;If you are Tyler i want to tell you something. ( shout out loud right now these words) AWESOME BLOG DUDE!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU SEEN HIS BLOG( keep shouting) AWESOME STORY!!!!!!!! ( you can stop shouting) No realy it is AWESOME! PLEASE read it i have it linked to my blog. It is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;N.P. out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-164494730822958364?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/164494730822958364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=164494730822958364' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/164494730822958364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/164494730822958364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2007/10/tylers-blog.html' title='Tylers blog'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-2536828911169705838</id><published>2007-10-16T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T11:32:06.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miles  By Tiles</title><content type='html'>N.P. here&lt;br /&gt;Our family ( ecsept for Dad) went on a big shopping run and bot some clothes. We went MILES! Through the dessert, the North pole, the south pole, TEN HUNDRED ARPLAIN RIDES!!!! And i didnt buy ANYTHING! I just sat in the car with Zachary and watched movies. Okay so it wasnt THAT long. But it was long. Okay so it around a day. Okay half a day. Okay so it was 5 hours. okay 1 hour, so i over exagerated a bit, but only a little bit. HAHAHAHA , you should have seen the look on your face when i said that we went on 100 airplane rides! HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;N.P. out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-2536828911169705838?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/2536828911169705838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=2536828911169705838' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/2536828911169705838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/2536828911169705838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2007/10/miles-by-tiles.html' title='Miles  By Tiles'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-8706829238757640943</id><published>2007-10-16T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T11:18:23.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diner Dates</title><content type='html'>N.P. here&lt;br /&gt;On tuesday the Pitcher's and the Patty's will come under the roof of my cooking. Heres the plan (read in a sinister voice like your planning a robery) &lt;br /&gt;5:30 Johnson (The patty's) comes in&lt;br /&gt;6:00 Neo (dinner) does his thing&lt;br /&gt;6:30 Neo stopes and hits the switch.&lt;br /&gt;7:00 Trinity (dessert) crashes the party&lt;br /&gt;7:30 -8:00 Return to base with loot&lt;br /&gt;Timing is critical.&lt;br /&gt;For full deateals(there are no detaels) check tylers blog (not kiding about tylers blog)&lt;br /&gt;N.P.out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-8706829238757640943?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/8706829238757640943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=8706829238757640943' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/8706829238757640943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/8706829238757640943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2007/10/diner-dates.html' title='Diner Dates'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-1373077304838479354</id><published>2007-10-16T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T11:08:41.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Toe the no</title><content type='html'>N.P. here&lt;br /&gt;datatatatara sorry im listening to music. I have a blemish, a flaw! Okay so i just broke a toe, and it was a acident, and it is almost healed, and completely invible, BUT IT IS A BLEMISH! It craced for the first time today and i was abble to walk without it hurting too much. BUT IT HURTS!! Ahem. All this screaming is making my throat hurt.  So please wright a comment about a cure ( some people have to comment for instance : Mom, Dad, Becca, Mrs. Patty, Tyler, Blake, Jacob).&lt;br /&gt;N.P. out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-1373077304838479354?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/1373077304838479354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=1373077304838479354' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/1373077304838479354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/1373077304838479354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2007/10/toe-no.html' title='Toe the no'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-5723399875009155827</id><published>2007-09-25T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T09:59:39.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Way</title><content type='html'>Hello to a new episode of NathanWatch. (sing anoying theme song and sing the words to that tune) NathanWatch NathanWatch NATHANWATCH ( you can stop singing now) Today on NathanWatch somehting starteling is hapening in he Pitcher household. Nathan after a long day at school (see page four) turns on his ipod and starts to listen. Studies later show that right now Nathan is thinking : No way is my music to loud no way no way at all. To be continued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-5723399875009155827?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/5723399875009155827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=5723399875009155827' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/5723399875009155827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/5723399875009155827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2007/09/no-way.html' title='No Way'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-1593353167529881213</id><published>2007-09-25T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T10:00:18.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Way</title><content type='html'>(last time on NathanWatch: read the one over this one) Sudenly Nicholas burst in and said:"Turn down your music momy said so. Nathan turned down his music and i mean this was a deadly blow to Nathan. Now we interview Nathan for more information:"well i mean like come on guys you cant tell mre that that was too loud like come on there is a certain loudnes of which music has to be. Like the song "Live out loud" is much more inspireing when its booming out of the speacker than when its being whispered. Like if this was a little bit for a huge amount of bad stuff than it would stinkeven more than that time that me and my cousin wen swiming and figured out that we were swiming in toxic waste." Thank you Nathan. Now our time is up so: So long and dont swim in oxic waste!&lt;br /&gt;P.S. there is no reale page four&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-1593353167529881213?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/1593353167529881213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=1593353167529881213' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/1593353167529881213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/1593353167529881213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2007/09/way.html' title='Way'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-6851869693487792317</id><published>2007-09-25T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T08:20:08.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ryme or a dime</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/RvkkNzab4ZI/AAAAAAAAAFo/I5eDsAauTsc/s1600-h/IMG_7303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/RvkkNzab4ZI/AAAAAAAAAFo/I5eDsAauTsc/s320/IMG_7303.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114158671413895570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/RvkkODab4aI/AAAAAAAAAFw/MHtflukihYE/s1600-h/IMG_7319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/RvkkODab4aI/AAAAAAAAAFw/MHtflukihYE/s320/IMG_7319.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114158675708862882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N.P.here&lt;br /&gt;i have a big ear GARRRG!!!!! This weard thing is hapening, I just did my homework and you had to ryme, so evrything i think is in rymes! You probably thinking "well wy arent you writing in rymes DUH!" well its because im working very VERY hard on not ryming. anyway if you can think of a clue to heal me please tell. It can be silly or series with fangs multifaries. DANG!&lt;br /&gt;N.P.out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-6851869693487792317?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/6851869693487792317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=6851869693487792317' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/6851869693487792317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/6851869693487792317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2007/09/ryme-or-dime.html' title='Ryme or a dime'/><author><name>author</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/RvkkNzab4ZI/AAAAAAAAAFo/I5eDsAauTsc/s72-c/IMG_7303.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-206616494265541631</id><published>2007-09-21T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T09:49:11.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW EMAIL!</title><content type='html'>N.P.Here&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry if i didnt write for a while. Anyway while i havent been wrighting i got something. A email adress!!! Anyway the adress is NathanPitcher11@gmail.com. So just so you guys know. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway please pray for Toby (Jacubs dog) Ive heard that hes still mising&lt;br /&gt;N.P.out&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Jacub emailed me that Toby is missing.&lt;br /&gt;N.P.realy out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-206616494265541631?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/206616494265541631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=206616494265541631' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/206616494265541631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/206616494265541631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2007/09/new-email.html' title='NEW EMAIL!'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-4122256858027626367</id><published>2007-09-06T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T05:28:54.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bracelet be gone</title><content type='html'>N.P.here&lt;br /&gt;today a abomintion has happend. My art teacher says that i can not wear one of my bracelets to school. Its the spiky one. Its matblack and has spikes all over it.&lt;br /&gt;anyway just thought you should know.&lt;br /&gt;N.P.out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. if you can think of a word stronger than abomination please reread this and put in that word.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-4122256858027626367?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/4122256858027626367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=4122256858027626367' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/4122256858027626367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/4122256858027626367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2007/09/bracelet-be-gone.html' title='bracelet be gone'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-6919228871059340953</id><published>2007-08-29T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T07:40:28.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JVK camp</title><content type='html'>N.P. here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that i have not written anything for a little while so i decided to write something. yesterday we got home from JV kids camp at around midnight. I will now tell you what we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 1: Bus ride. Started at 5 in the morning. The frogs had 4 places to sit. spread out across them all. No other frogs there until we got to ljubljana. before ljubljana i sat with Jacob Hash and Hayley Ellenwood. I sat with Jacob and we played nintendo DS. me and Hayley talked because I was the only frog on the bus and she was the only Zeteo girl on the bus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2: Got new beach towel for free from Becca. We went swimming. Me and Blake got a surf board (there were 4 surf boards there) and became the fastest people on the waves. Next we had teaching. then lunch and then cabin time. Then free swim, dinner, night worship, and off to bed.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Day 3: normal schedule. except that that night we played "reach the beach" otherwise known as "mission impossible". You are a secret spy and you have to get the secret microchip it sort of like a paper clip but it is not. unfortunately there are evil people shooting at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4:We went to island with monks. and everyone helped get back to our island. Journey and Zeteo made a raft out of string and trash can bags. Frogs and Akiko were tied together and had to find little pictures. 2 people at the back looked at a picture and described it so that we can find another picture which led us to Becca and she told us where a pizza place was. And Ducks found money so that we can buy ice creme. went back to camp ground and went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 5: normal schedule that night ducks an akiko did skits. And everyone said what they liked about camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 6: woke up at 4 in the morning . We got on the bus and went home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-6919228871059340953?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/6919228871059340953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=6919228871059340953' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/6919228871059340953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/6919228871059340953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2007/08/jvk-camp.html' title='JVK camp'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-6266030982718826816</id><published>2007-07-28T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T03:51:46.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>please</title><content type='html'>N.P.here&lt;br /&gt;This will be very short. I have only one thing to say: Please wright me a coment so that i know who reads my blog.&lt;br /&gt;N.P.out&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Preaty Please ,PLEASE,PPPLEEEEAAAAAAASE wright a coment &lt;br /&gt;N.P.out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-6266030982718826816?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/6266030982718826816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=6266030982718826816' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/6266030982718826816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/6266030982718826816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2007/07/please.html' title='please'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-2551049146645546349</id><published>2007-07-07T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T00:44:28.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grace mistake</title><content type='html'>N.P. here&lt;br /&gt;Grace was playing basketball and she was throwing the Granny shot and i told her "Hey Grace you should throw the ball like this. That is how the people in the NBA throw the ball." and Grace said "But i am not a NBA player i am a NP player" and i said "What is a NP player?" and Grace said " you know people don't watch the NBA anymore, They watch the NP." "It's called the NBN" "Oh"&lt;br /&gt;N.P.out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-2551049146645546349?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/2551049146645546349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=2551049146645546349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/2551049146645546349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/2551049146645546349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2007/07/grace-mistake.html' title='Grace mistake'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-595166333759907796</id><published>2007-07-07T00:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T00:34:58.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Becca time</title><content type='html'>N.P.here &lt;br /&gt;Becca set a time to have a drawing class. We made cookies and drew for a REALY long time. I drew Brendan Mcshefery, zachary drew Noah, Grace drew cartoon Heyley Runzo and Claire  drew Heyley elenwood. So all in all a good time.&lt;br /&gt;N.P. out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-595166333759907796?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/595166333759907796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=595166333759907796' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/595166333759907796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/595166333759907796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2007/07/becca-time.html' title='Becca time'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-5401469573706796818</id><published>2007-07-07T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T00:25:14.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>favorit song</title><content type='html'>N.P.here&lt;br /&gt;i at the moment am liking one song in particular. Here are the liricks: Come up to meet you, tell you I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;You don't know how lovely you are.&lt;br /&gt;I had to find you, tell you I need you,&lt;br /&gt;Tell you I set you apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me your secrets and ask me your questions,&lt;br /&gt;Oh lets go back to the start.&lt;br /&gt;Running in circles, Comin' up Tails&lt;br /&gt;Heads on a science apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said it was easy,&lt;br /&gt;It's such a shame for us to part.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said it was easy,&lt;br /&gt;No one ever said it would be this hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh take me back to the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just guessin' at numbers and figures,&lt;br /&gt;Pulling your puzzles apart.&lt;br /&gt;Questions of science, science and progress&lt;br /&gt;Do not speak as loud as my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tell me you love me, come back and haunt me&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I rush to the start.&lt;br /&gt;Runnin' in circles, Chasin' up Tails&lt;br /&gt;Comin' back as we are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said it was easy,&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's such a shame for us to part.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said it was easy,&lt;br /&gt;No one ever said it would be so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm goin' back to the start.&lt;br /&gt;Tyler Patty sang this song at JV. The songs name is scientist and is sang by coldplay.&lt;br /&gt;N.P.out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-5401469573706796818?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/5401469573706796818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=5401469573706796818' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/5401469573706796818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/5401469573706796818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2007/07/favorit-song.html' title='favorit song'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-7324076434409161134</id><published>2007-06-28T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T06:23:44.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SSSSSUUUUUUUMMMMMMMEEEEEEERRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>N.P.here&lt;br /&gt;I Nathan Pitcher am now going to resite my Summer plan. First i am going to London and i am going to buy Harry Potter 7 at midnight. I am going to the book store dressed up as Darth Mau from star wars (on purpose) and my line is going to be : I thought this was a star wars book. Theen later on in the year i am going to JV kids camp !!!!!!!!! So all in all a fun Summer&lt;br /&gt;N.P.out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I am closing up my challenge at the end of Summer ( check BBBBBBBBBIIIIIITTTTTTTHHHHHHHDDDDAAAAAAY PPPPPPAAAAAARRRRRRRRTTTTTIIIIIIIIEEEEEESSSSSS)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-7324076434409161134?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/7324076434409161134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=7324076434409161134' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/7324076434409161134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/7324076434409161134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2007/06/sssssuuuuuuummmmmmmeeeeeeerrrrr.html' title='SSSSSUUUUUUUMMMMMMMEEEEEEERRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-1407866017290249954</id><published>2007-06-16T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T00:14:11.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the first one</title><content type='html'>N.P. here&lt;br /&gt;I have just seen the (read realy loud, or if you are reading to your self shout out to the room) FIRST e-card so lets see some challenge come on (i realy like YoYo and Hoops). So send you e-card now! If you have no idea what im talking about then check out BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!PARTYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;N.P.out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-1407866017290249954?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/1407866017290249954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=1407866017290249954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/1407866017290249954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/1407866017290249954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2007/06/first-one.html' title='the first one'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-8958502386071042854</id><published>2007-06-13T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T00:21:10.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>school</title><content type='html'>N.P.here&lt;br /&gt;I am right now at school on the computers. We have free rain on the computers so its realy fun. Our teacher is realy nice she has died har i think she got brown and blond highlites and the top of her hair is black. I havent goten any E-cards so far so send some in becaus you could win! My friend is sitting right beside me and is looking at pictures of spiderman 3. Im sort of bored so im going to play a game&lt;br /&gt;N.P.out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-8958502386071042854?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/8958502386071042854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=8958502386071042854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/8958502386071042854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/8958502386071042854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2007/06/school.html' title='school'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-3373663595764828913</id><published>2007-06-07T07:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T07:54:40.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Ring</title><content type='html'>Nicholas gave me a new ring today.  His class went on a field trip to the mountains and they were rained out.  He had to come home early.  He bought me a silver ring with black footprints on it .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-3373663595764828913?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/3373663595764828913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=3373663595764828913' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/3373663595764828913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/3373663595764828913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post_07.html' title='New Ring'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-590484535940161829</id><published>2007-06-07T07:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T07:54:57.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hair designs</title><content type='html'>I'm growing out my hair so I can pull it back into a ponytail.  It's getting long and I can see it now.  It is half way down my eyes.  I'm trying to keep it nice until my Dad's ordination.  I have to wash it often or it gets stinky and sticks to my scalp! ew!  On the top side, I can do "Prince Charming" now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-590484535940161829?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/590484535940161829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=590484535940161829' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/590484535940161829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/590484535940161829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title='hair designs'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-8817680662167343875</id><published>2007-06-07T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T07:30:21.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>grandparents</title><content type='html'>N.P. here&lt;br /&gt;My grandparents came  and the have been here for a month and there staying another 2 weeks. Its been fun i didnt know they were going to leave in 2 weeks until now. They didnt come for any specifice reason just to be here for whhatever is hapening while there here. Right now there in Budapest. There related to me thrue my dad. My grampa is a bear fan, Becaus he is from Chicago. for some reason my mind just went blank on this subject so ill right more later. N.P.out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-8817680662167343875?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/8817680662167343875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=8817680662167343875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/8817680662167343875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/8817680662167343875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2007/06/grandparents.html' title='grandparents'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-7541626797066566462</id><published>2007-06-07T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T07:17:03.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday!!!!!!!!!!!!! Partys!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>N.P.here&lt;br /&gt;This week ROCKS. Its my birthday so we have a LOT planed, see on Monday we went to the movietheater to see "pirates of the carabiens 3 (dead mans chest) wit Jacob Hash! Can you believ it!my first birthday present was from Jacob. I got a game caled 20 questions ( its a machine that asks you 20 quistions to anser youu have 4 butons unknown yes no sometimes after 20 guistions it geses i it is wrong then it asks anther 5 guistions and geses again if it  is wrong than you win if it is wright then it wins) and a rootbear. I wont get anymore presents until saturday becaus that is my family birthday.On saturday me, Zachary and Nicholas are going to participate in a streetball turnament. Nicholas took all the americans egsept for me ( he took Zachary and Caleb and a Czech boy) After street ball we are going to come home and have Ham. Well thats all im going to say for now.&lt;br /&gt;                 N.P.out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.Becaus of my Birthday im making a chaleng to evryone who posts my blog. Who can send me the best E-card for birthdays but it has to be free send it to my mom or dad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-7541626797066566462?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/7541626797066566462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=7541626797066566462' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/7541626797066566462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/7541626797066566462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2007/06/birthday-partys.html' title='Birthday!!!!!!!!!!!!! Partys!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-1346794500023461010</id><published>2007-05-09T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T10:29:15.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JV (sadness)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/RkHn_bChTNI/AAAAAAAAAAs/BwjorLiUIt0/s1600-h/IMG_5649.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/RkHn_bChTNI/AAAAAAAAAAs/BwjorLiUIt0/s320/IMG_5649.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062582532917251282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N.P.here&lt;br /&gt;as most of you know, i go to JV. right now it is wednesday (three days after JV) and i am still sad about my friends leaving. But life will go on and we will get over it. But there will always be a part of me missing. That part will go with the Cuperys,Mcsheffery and eventuly to the Jonseis. I say eventuly because i am still going to Eliot's bithday party.  I want to say goodbye to Brendan again because i said goodbye but i saw him again later, and when he left we just sort said goodbye because he was already siting down with Blake (i dont want to push the blame on anyone). I would like to thank Becca for saying that speech about the people who are leaving. Her speech really helped me (those tissues also helped). Her speech was about them never leaving and they can always come back not even having to ask. And i know they didn't really leave the group but it still feels there's only 2 frogs (3 counting Johny). Sorrow follows me because i've always loved the people who are leaving, i even without knowing it loved them befor even knowing them. To all of thoes who are leaving: i love you and you will be missed.&lt;br /&gt;                                             N.P.out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-1346794500023461010?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/1346794500023461010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=1346794500023461010' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/1346794500023461010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/1346794500023461010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2007/05/jv-sadnes.html' title='JV (sadness)'/><author><name>author</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/RkHn_bChTNI/AAAAAAAAAAs/BwjorLiUIt0/s72-c/IMG_5649.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-5449149010569816398</id><published>2007-04-14T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T06:20:36.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bike ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/RiDVGqKY_8I/AAAAAAAAAAk/ZESIvvOpdIo/s1600-h/_MG_4692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/RiDVGqKY_8I/AAAAAAAAAAk/ZESIvvOpdIo/s320/_MG_4692.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053273092283498434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N.P. here&lt;br /&gt;Me and my friend Matej Stojanovic went on a HUMONGOUS bike ride. We went like 15 kilometers (9 miles). We wen thruogh 3 towns. It took us 3 hours, we started at 10 in the morning to 1 in the afternoon. We had a great time, first we went to Bashka, were we went to a lake, second we went to Jublina /and then we went home. All in all we had a great time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-5449149010569816398?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/5449149010569816398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=5449149010569816398' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/5449149010569816398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/5449149010569816398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2007/04/bike-ride.html' title='bike ride'/><author><name>author</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/RiDVGqKY_8I/AAAAAAAAAAk/ZESIvvOpdIo/s72-c/_MG_4692.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-5946136785273762912</id><published>2007-04-05T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T08:05:52.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ring</title><content type='html'>N.P.here&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday (the 4.) me, my mom, my dad and Grace went to Ostrava to shop. I got a book, some new flipflops, and a new ring! The ring is realy cool. It looks like two strings of metal have wraped around eachover. It was bought from the same store as my over ring. They are the same color. Im realy happy. &lt;br /&gt;                                                                            N.P.out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-5946136785273762912?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/5946136785273762912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=5946136785273762912' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/5946136785273762912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/5946136785273762912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2007/04/ring.html' title='ring'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-443731771034409729</id><published>2007-03-28T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T11:19:36.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dads back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/RgqxqzizkvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/VIDxjDeUWgw/s1600-h/Photo+14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/RgqxqzizkvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/VIDxjDeUWgw/s400/Photo+14.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047041681370878706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/RgqxrzizkwI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VQUf_irhL3c/s1600-h/Photo+18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/RgqxrzizkwI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VQUf_irhL3c/s400/Photo+18.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047041698550747906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N.P.here&lt;br /&gt;My dad came back from AMERICA GREAT AMERICA. He brought a lot of presents. He gave Grace: stickers and a american girl shirt, he gave me: a LARGE pack of M&amp;M's, a new hat, a shirt, a new SPONGE BOB SQUARE PANTS AND THE YELOW EVENGER and a comic book, he gave Zachary: a shirt and some art stuff, he gave Nicholas: a shirt, mint milanos and books. My dad also bought himself some stuff but one the funnest things he got is a new computer that has a camera but it can change your face.&lt;br /&gt;N.P.out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-443731771034409729?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/443731771034409729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=443731771034409729' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/443731771034409729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/443731771034409729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2007/03/dads-back.html' title='dads back'/><author><name>author</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/RgqxqzizkvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/VIDxjDeUWgw/s72-c/Photo+14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-8885578512875028658</id><published>2007-03-25T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T12:00:19.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'>saturday</title><content type='html'>N.P.here&lt;br /&gt;Saturday finaly came and TeePee came along with it. We had a great time. First Zachary told Teepee how to play a game called "Lord of the rings figures strategy battle game". The game is very complicated. Moving on Teepee, Zachary and Nicholas were watching a movie (i can't remember it's name right now) while i was upstairs watching X-men cartoons. I was watching the cartoons for two reosons (a) i saw the movie the day before (b) in case anybody was bored of the movie and waned to watch cartoons it would be playing. After they watched the movie we made pizza got out some mountain dew and watched another movie (the movies name is "Open Season")it was realy funny. Our favorite lines were (a)when a dear got his antler stuck in the ground and was stuck for around a day and he  got a sun burn on his butt and he said to a kind bear :" Hey look i got a sun burn, or would you call it a moonburn" (b) the bear wanted the dear to sing him a song so he could get to sleep and he sang: "There once was a elf who lived in a rainbow over a tree. and  under him was a dwarf who had to constantly pee." It was really fun my mom came home at the end of the movie. We went to bed around 1 in the morning and woke up at 10:30 in the morning. Well that's all.&lt;br /&gt;              N.P.out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-8885578512875028658?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/8885578512875028658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=8885578512875028658' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/8885578512875028658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/8885578512875028658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2007/03/saturday.html' title='saturday'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-6514548059170075302</id><published>2007-03-23T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T16:34:39.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>guitar</title><content type='html'>N.P.here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many of you know i play the guitar. My guitar teacher has been sick for like four weeks so i'm totaly bored  because i'm playing the same three songs over and over again. Today instead of having Grace's teatcher i had a new teacher i don't know what his name is. He had yellow hair and a good complection. I was sort of like a teacher for like a minute when i showed the teacher how to do a drumlike sound on his guitar. &lt;br /&gt;                                                           N.P.out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-6514548059170075302?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/6514548059170075302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=6514548059170075302' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/6514548059170075302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/6514548059170075302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2007/03/guitar.html' title='guitar'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-4497003108357556100</id><published>2007-03-22T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T11:22:28.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Food</title><content type='html'>N.P.here &lt;br /&gt;Just got back from my dinner it was great. We had chicen-noodle-soup and brown bread. As many of you know i am a picky eater. A full list would take like half an hour so ill cover the basix. I do not like: liver,most tipes of soup, stew,bugs (there are people who eat bugs), wheapd cream, humans, vegetables (including candy with vegetable flavoring), most fruits (candy with some tipes of fruit flavorings) , some tipes of cookies, minty candys...and on and on and on but do not fear there are some foods that i like for instance:pizza with no sause, hamburgers, hotdogs, mac and chease, popcorn, candy, peas, ham enyway you get the pitcure.&lt;br /&gt;                              N.P.out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-4497003108357556100?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/4497003108357556100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=4497003108357556100' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/4497003108357556100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/4497003108357556100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2007/03/food.html' title='Food'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-990771198954641834</id><published>2007-03-22T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T10:35:06.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tutor</title><content type='html'>I have a tutor named Jirka i have sceduled times so even when i dont have homework i have to go. When i dont have homework i have to do a thing caled pady. Pady are a changing of a word, but you cant do it in english becaus it would end out like this:car without a caru, i am going to a cari... and so on. There are 14 groups of pady which are turn into 3 groups. Whell my Mom is calling me for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;                                   N.P.out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-990771198954641834?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/990771198954641834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=990771198954641834' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/990771198954641834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/990771198954641834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2007/03/tutor.html' title='Tutor'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-5949401922776779362</id><published>2007-03-22T08:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T06:40:41.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School</title><content type='html'>N.P.here &lt;br /&gt;School is always a adventure. Kids in my class swear a lot (i don't). I have like two friends in my class, one of my friends name is Lukas Havlik he's my best friend in my class. We haven't had a fight yet because we're good friends. The second friend's name is Dan Obratil we've had more than one fight although we've never ever hit each other. My favorite class is German. my least favorite is a mixturee of nature and science. I like German because i'm realy good at it. &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                      N.P.out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-5949401922776779362?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/5949401922776779362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=5949401922776779362' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/5949401922776779362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/5949401922776779362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2007/03/school_22.html' title='School'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-1740039470629252636</id><published>2007-03-22T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T06:41:16.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday With Teepee</title><content type='html'>N.P. here &lt;br /&gt;My Mom just left so im alone with my blog. This saturday Teepee (Tyler) is coming over to make sure we dont get in a fight when our mom is gone droping Grace off at the Shepersons house. So the house is ours BWAHAHAHA!!!!! any way Teepee is going to be here from 1 to sometime around our bedtime.&lt;br /&gt;N.P.out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-1740039470629252636?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/1740039470629252636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=1740039470629252636' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/1740039470629252636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/1740039470629252636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2007/03/saturday-with-teepee.html' title='Saturday With Teepee'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-4718769518400722450</id><published>2007-03-22T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T07:47:31.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/RgKWm7Z2kKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SH_uyWLNb4c/s1600-h/IMG_2328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/RgKWm7Z2kKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SH_uyWLNb4c/s400/IMG_2328.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044760128133697698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a major snow day three days ago.  My Mom thought it was only an inch but it was up to my boots.  Hard packing snow.  We were late for school by 5 minutes.  We weren't the only ones!  Our teacher thought it was okay.  It stopped snowing and we can see our driveway.  That is a good thing!  Now it's sunnier and everyone is outside - except for me. I'm blogging!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-4718769518400722450?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/4718769518400722450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=4718769518400722450' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/4718769518400722450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/4718769518400722450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2007/03/snow-day.html' title='Snow Day'/><author><name>author</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ceNQGxMzyb0/RgKWm7Z2kKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SH_uyWLNb4c/s72-c/IMG_2328.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874826588994126609.post-5076956319016948795</id><published>2007-03-22T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T11:04:32.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting my blog</title><content type='html'>You probably have gotten an email from me (or my Mom).  I've called you all here today to show you my new blog (ive always wanted to say that).  I'm sort of new at this so it might not be the best.  Starting of today, at least for now, I"ll be writing on this blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874826588994126609-5076956319016948795?l=nathanpitcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/feeds/5076956319016948795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874826588994126609&amp;postID=5076956319016948795' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/5076956319016948795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874826588994126609/posts/default/5076956319016948795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanpitcher.blogspot.com/2007/03/starting-my-blog.html' title='Starting my blog'/><author><name>author</name><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><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
