<?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-27898210</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:03:03.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Neo Menlo</title><subtitle type='html'>Neo-: a prefix signaling a "New" form or a revival of an old one.

Menlo: short for Menlo Park Laboratory, which was Thomas Edison's "invention factory".
      In short, Neo Menlo is a community in which its own members submit an ideas and they are thought through, planned, and discussed by the rest of the community. Most importantly, the invention is still the creator's property. the assistance by the community is repaid by assisting the community. Everyone wins.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neomenlo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27898210/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neomenlo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Neo Menlo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04438714071811108192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27898210.post-114894685619202613</id><published>2006-05-29T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T17:06:34.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hike With a Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img132.imageshack.us/img132/5256/indent3of.gif" /&gt;Our adventure took place on the Friday of a long weekend. My brother (bloodymist) had invited a friend (Denis) along for the hike. We originally hoped to go camping, but after arriving we found that we would not be able to do that. Why would they have a fire pit if you're not allowed to have a fire in it? Anyway, we stumbled across this gigantic hill. Its gargantuan to us, but probably not to most people. When you live in the Great Plains (really really big flat area in the U.S.), you probably get more excited about hills than you should. This unusually large hill had an amazing view (see below).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img65.imageshack.us/my.php?image=panaramahill3fi.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img65.imageshack.us/img65/4276/panaramahill3fi.th.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://img278.imageshack.us/my.php?image=pnaramahill25di.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img278.imageshack.us/img278/3590/pnaramahill25di.th.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img132.imageshack.us/img132/5256/indent3of.gif" /&gt;For some reason, my brother had this inexplicable urge to roll back down the hill. Not only did this cover him with bugs, bug bites, and other itcheys, but we also later found out that the hill was nicknamed... well... just read the sign:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img71.imageshack.us/my.php?image=honeycombsmaller5xi.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img71.imageshack.us/img71/1704/honeycombsmaller5xi.th.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Honeycomb&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockqoute&gt;&lt;small&gt;You are standing on a hill&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;em&gt;made from garbage and clay.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  It is built like a giant&lt;br /&gt;  Honeycomb with&lt;br /&gt;  thousands of cells. These&lt;br /&gt;  Cells are made from&lt;br /&gt;  waterproof clay instead&lt;br /&gt;  of beeswax. They are&lt;br /&gt;  filled with garbage instead of honey&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/blockqoute&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;img src="http://img132.imageshack.us/img132/5256/indent3of.gif" /&gt;Yup. My brother rolled down a pile of garbage. A very clean and not onerous smelling pile of garbage, but still a pile of garbage non-the-less. Later on we went exploring further and decided to go along a train track.&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://img71.imageshack.us/my.php?image=lonelyroad6uf.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img71.imageshack.us/img71/7008/lonelyroad6uf.th.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://img225.imageshack.us/my.php?image=skyrail8vq.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img225.imageshack.us/img225/4854/skyrail8vq.th.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img132.imageshack.us/img132/5256/indent3of.gif" /&gt;I know how bad Jill wanted me to make a journal that included her in it, so i took some random spikes and such and made her a little something:&lt;/div&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://img119.imageshack.us/my.php?image=jillspike4wy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img119.imageshack.us/img119/2971/jillspike4wy.th.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img132.imageshack.us/img132/5256/indent3of.gif" /&gt;While traveling the rails, we came across a very dry turtle caught between the tracks, so we picked it up and brought it to a lake:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://img105.imageshack.us/my.php?image=turtlefromtracks2qt.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img105.imageshack.us/img105/4944/turtlefromtracks2qt.th.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://img112.imageshack.us/my.php?image=turtlefromtracksrelease6kq.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img112.imageshack.us/img112/961/turtlefromtracksrelease6kq.th.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img132.imageshack.us/img132/5256/indent3of.gif" /&gt;Then we had to leave, and we couldn't have a fire. It was still fun though, because we had a camp fire in our backyard. Then Jill called and I put her on speaker phone, so it was almost like she was there. She even had her own seat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img111.imageshack.us/my.php?image=sunsetlake5xc.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img111.imageshack.us/img111/102/sunsetlake5xc.th.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;It was a pretty fun day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27898210-114894685619202613?l=neomenlo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neomenlo.blogspot.com/feeds/114894685619202613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27898210&amp;postID=114894685619202613' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27898210/posts/default/114894685619202613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27898210/posts/default/114894685619202613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neomenlo.blogspot.com/2006/05/hike-with-friend.html' title='Hike With a Friend'/><author><name>Neo Menlo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04438714071811108192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27898210.post-114815724892693026</id><published>2006-05-20T13:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T13:41:48.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;Global Consciousness Project&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img132.imageshack.us/img132/5256/indent3of.gif" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;The project builds on excellent experiments conducted over the past 35 years    at a number of laboratories, demonstrating that human consciousness interacts with random event generators (&lt;acronym title="Random Event Generator" lang="en"&gt;REGs&lt;/acronym&gt;), apparently    "causing" them to produce non-random patterns.  A  description of the technical implementation is given under &lt;a href="http://noosphere.princeton.edu/procedure.html"&gt;procedures&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img132.imageshack.us/img132/5256/indent3of.gif" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;The experimental results clearly show that a broader examination  of this phenomenon is warranted. In recent work, prior to the  Global Consciousness Project, an array of REG devices in Europe and the US showed non-random activity during widely shared experiences  of deeply engaging events.  For example, the funeral ceremonies  for &lt;a href="http://noosphere.princeton.edu/rdnelson/diana.html" target="main"&gt;Princess Diana&lt;/a&gt;, Winter Olympics,  and the international  Winter Olympics  in Nagano, Japan, created  shared emotions and a coherence of consciousness that appeared to be  correlated with structure in the otherwise random data.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://noosphere.princeton.edu/images/psd.gif" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;img src="http://img132.imageshack.us/img132/5256/indent3of.gif" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;The difference is very small, but statistical analysis demonstrates that this correlation of the REG behavior with something about consciousness is real.  It is as if our wishes could change the 50/50 odds of a coin flip ever so slightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img132.imageshack.us/img132/5256/indent3of.gif" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;In a majority of cases, the data [does] show a deviation from the chance expectation for random numbers, in accord with our predictions,  and the overall accumulation over dozens of individual tests is highly significant.  It is good  &lt;a href="http://noosphere.princeton.edu/results.html#alldata"&gt;evidence&lt;/a&gt; for an anomalous effect that is correlated with events in the world, and it may be evidence for an evanescent global consciousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://noosphere.princeton.edu"&gt;summary&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://noosphere.princeton.edu/results.html"&gt;raw data&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img132.imageshack.us/img132/5256/indent3of.gif" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;The reason why this is significant is because it is statistically improbably to be merely a coincidence. Modern processors can produce truly random results. Adding to the improbability, modern processors can produce thousands or millions of results per second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img132.imageshack.us/img132/5256/indent3of.gif" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;Aside from global consciousness, the same setup has been used in isolation where normal people concentrate and can significantly change results for about a second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.redorbit.com/news/display/?id=126649..121"&gt;Red Orbit&lt;/a&gt; reported (summarized):&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;img src="http://img132.imageshack.us/img132/5256/indent3of.gif" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;The [black box] apparently sensed the September 11 attacks on the World Trade Centre four hours before they happened - but in the fevered mood of conspiracy theories of the time, the claims were swiftly knocked back by sceptics. But last December, it also appeared to forewarn of the Asian tsunami just before the deep sea earthquake that precipitated the epic tragedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img132.imageshack.us/img132/5256/indent3of.gif" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;The Eggs also regularly detect huge global celebrations, such as New Year's Eve.&lt;br /&gt;But the project threw up its greatest enigma on September 11, 2001. As the world stood still and watched the horror of the terrorist attacks unfold across New York, something strange was happening to the Eggs. Not only had they registered the attacks as they actually happened, but the characteristic shift in the pattern of numbers had begun four hours before the two planes even hit the Twin Towers. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="margin: 10px 0px 10px 10px; width: 300px; float: right;"&gt;&lt;!------ OAS AD 'Middle' begin ------&gt; &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt; &lt;!-- OAS_AD('Middle'); //--&gt; &lt;/script&gt; &lt;!------ OAS AD 'Middle' end ------&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img132.imageshack.us/img132/5256/indent3of.gif" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;During the late 1970s, Prof Jahn decided to investigate whether the power of human thought alone could interfere in some way with the machine's usual readings. He hauled strangers off the street and asked them to concentrate their minds on his number generator. In effect, he was asking them to try to make it flip more heads than tails. It was a preposterous idea at the time. The results, however, were stunning and have never been satisfactorily explained. Again and again, entirely ordinary people proved that their minds could influence the machine and produce significant fluctuations on the graph, 'forcing it' to produce unequal numbers of 'heads' or 'tails'. According to all of the known laws of science, this should not have happened - but it did. And it kept on happening. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img132.imageshack.us/img132/5256/indent3of.gif" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;Dr John Hartwell, working at the University of Utrecht in the Netherlands, was the first to uncover evidence that people could sense the future. In the mid-1970s he hooked people up to hospital scanning machines so that he could study their brainwave patterns. He began by showing them a sequence of provocative cartoon drawings. When the pictures were shown, the machines registered the subject's brainwaves as they reacted strongly to the images before them. This was to be expected.&lt;br /&gt;Far less easy to explain was the fact that in many cases, these dramatic patterns began to register a few seconds before each of the pictures were even flashed up. It was as though Dr Hartwell's case studies were somehow seeing into the future, and detecting when the next shocking image would be shown next. It was extraordinary - and seemingly inexplicable. Radin repeated Dr Hartwell's 'image response' experiments while measuring skin resistance. Again, people began reacting a few seconds before they were shown the provocative pictures. This was clearly impossible, or so he thought, so he kept on repeating the experiments. And he kept getting the same results. 'I didn't believe it either,' says Prof Bierman. 'So I also repeated the experiment myself and got the same results. I was shocked. After this I started to think more deeply about the nature of time.' To make matters even more intriguing, Prof Bierman says that other mainstream labs have now produced similar results but are yet to go public. 'They don't want to be ridiculed so they won't release their findings,' he says. 'So I'm trying to persuade all of them to release their results at the same time. That would at least spread the ridicule a little more thinly!' If Prof Bierman is right, though, then the experiments are no laughing matter. They might help provide a solid scientific grounding for such strange phenomena as 'deja vu', intuition and a host of other curiosities that we have all experienced from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img132.imageshack.us/img132/5256/indent3of.gif" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;For Dr Nelson, talk of such psychic machines - with the potential to detect global catastrophes or terrorist outrages - is of far less importance than the implications of his work in terms of the human race. For what his experiments appear to demonstrate is that while we may all operate as individuals, we also appear to share something far, far greater - a global consciousness. Some might call it the mind of God. &lt;/p&gt;We may be connected together far more intimately than we realize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;Posted on: Friday, 11 February 2005, 00:00 CST&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;img src="http://img132.imageshack.us/img132/5256/indent3of.gif" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;Further proof that there is something that we cannot see which could possibly connect us all, proof of a sixth sense, proof of maybe even god. What if the reason why we can't find "god" is because "he" is just the collection of human minds. We hardly use 10% of our brains. What if the rest of our brains were constantly analyzing our surroundings and willing us to trigger minor events. Our collaberative minds speak with the rest of our mind using our "subconcious", our sixth sense, our instincts. When we follow these instincts, we set in motion a chain of events, which help people in mysterious ways. After all, god works mysterious ways. Maybe the idea of heaven and hell was just a collaborative idea to create law and order on an uncivilized planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img132.imageshack.us/img132/5256/indent3of.gif" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;In a related event, I saw The Davinchi Code yesterday. I personally think it was an amazing movie. The French probably just reviewed it bad because in the movie they actually said "you can't trust the French!". Couldn't agree more. The other people who say that they thought the movie was to long must have been either stupid and couldn't understand whats going on, or have a very small bladder and uncomfortable with staying longer than an hour and thirty minutes. The movie could have even been longer in my opinion. They kept on hinting to a love story but it kinda just didn't happen. I don't care that they call Jesus a normal man. Promoting good for the world is still not a bad thing. I fail to see how its an insult. He can still be great without being divine. So can anyone. If you ask me, it might be even more uplifting to believe in him as a person. If you know that someone can make that big of an impact on the world, you'll always remember that you can do the same. Instead of making it acceptable not to be perfect, make it a goal to be as good as you can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27898210-114815724892693026?l=neomenlo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neomenlo.blogspot.com/feeds/114815724892693026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27898210&amp;postID=114815724892693026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27898210/posts/default/114815724892693026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27898210/posts/default/114815724892693026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neomenlo.blogspot.com/2006/05/god.html' title='God'/><author><name>Neo Menlo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04438714071811108192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27898210.post-114762914082165456</id><published>2006-05-14T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T10:52:21.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiking Trip</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So, we took a hiking trip and managed to take away at least one great story. We needed to cross this stream. So my dad volunteered to pole vault across and push a dead tree over the stream for us to cross. So he goes and gets a little bit of a run, but keeps the pole in the water, and he goes to push off. His foot misses the ground and he plummets straight into the stream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I also took my camera. I managed to get some pretty cool photos from the trip too:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://img460.imageshack.us/my.php?image=river4jm.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img460.imageshack.us/img460/7047/river4jm.th.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://img425.imageshack.us/my.php?image=riverbridge3cp.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img425.imageshack.us/img425/5750/riverbridge3cp.th.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://img383.imageshack.us/my.php?image=urbanrivertree7cf.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img383.imageshack.us/img383/8292/urbanrivertree7cf.th.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://img165.imageshack.us/my.php?image=standalone2md.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img165.imageshack.us/img165/1145/standalone2md.th.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://img432.imageshack.us/my.php?image=urbannature25va.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img432.imageshack.us/img432/3294/urbannature25va.th.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://img319.imageshack.us/my.php?image=beaconofhope4pa.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img319.imageshack.us/img319/4151/beaconofhope4pa.th.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://img502.imageshack.us/my.php?image=destroyedpraries8tq.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img502.imageshack.us/img502/7145/destroyedpraries8tq.th.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You may notice that the one of the airplane was titled "beaconofhope". That is because it was. We got so incredibly lost, that he had to rely on the occasion landing plane for directions. My brother brought a compass that totally didn't work at all. It'd just rotate with you whenever you turn it. We needed a little bit of warming up because it was rather cold outside, not to mention raining. Well, it was more like misting, but it was still cold and wet. We also needed to go to Cheesecake Factory to get my mom a gift card for mother's day. Luckily, we happen to have to coolest McDonalds in the entire world right next to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img371.imageshack.us/my.php?image=mcdonaldsoutside6jj.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img371.imageshack.us/img371/2596/mcdonaldsoutside6jj.th.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://img526.imageshack.us/my.php?image=mcdonaldsmcafe5wh.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img526.imageshack.us/img526/5251/mcdonaldsmcafe5wh.th.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://img464.imageshack.us/my.php?image=mcdonaldsinside4az.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img464.imageshack.us/img464/87/mcdonaldsinside4az.th.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://img248.imageshack.us/my.php?image=mcdonaldsmcafecup3fe.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img248.imageshack.us/img248/1143/mcdonaldsmcafecup3fe.th.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The McCafe is essentially a Starbucks. Their hot chocolate is &lt;i&gt;way&lt;/i&gt; better too! The McCafe is actually attatched to the modernized McDonalds, but you can't really tell in the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27898210-114762914082165456?l=neomenlo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neomenlo.blogspot.com/feeds/114762914082165456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27898210&amp;postID=114762914082165456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27898210/posts/default/114762914082165456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27898210/posts/default/114762914082165456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neomenlo.blogspot.com/2006/05/hiking-trip.html' title='Hiking Trip'/><author><name>Neo Menlo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04438714071811108192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27898210.post-114754601802873068</id><published>2006-05-13T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T11:46:58.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Symbolic/cute story&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom was driving along and she saw a baby bunny in the road. The really sad part about it was that the bunny was trying to hop over the curb, but it couldn't. So it just ran back and forth trying to jump over the curb on either side, but couldn't. So my mom got out and picked it up. It probably would have died from stress soon if it didn't get ran over by a car. She brings it home and tries to feed it, but it doesn't eat. It just falls asleep for a while. I got the camera and took some pictures. Then we decide to let it go in the yard. The next morning it was still there and alive, but I haven't seen it since then. That doesn't mean its not there though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img204.imageshack.us/my.php?image=bunnyhand7ok.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/2545/bunnyhand7ok.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://img519.imageshack.us/my.php?image=bunnyhomeplant8ux.jpg" border="0px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img519.imageshack.us/img519/7559/bunnyhomeplant8ux.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img src="http://img113.imageshack.us/img113/7172/bunnyhome0jz.th.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news&lt;/b&gt;, I'm still working very hard on my site. I want it to be absolutely perfect. I've validated the code for my homepage and am currently working on the design for the forum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://neomenlot.ne.funpic.org/index.html"&gt;http://neomenlot.ne.funpic.org/index.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That is the preview for the layout. The forum link works, and the forum runs, but has yet to be redesigned. It currently is using the default style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have created a MySpace, LiveJournal, Blogger, and MSN Space to promote the site. If you have any of those services, I would greatly appreciate a friend request. (note that i am currently redesigning the Blogger)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those links again are:&lt;br /&gt;myspace.com/neomenlo&lt;br /&gt;neomenlo.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;neomenlo.livejournal.com/&lt;br /&gt;spaces.msn.com/neomenlo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27898210-114754601802873068?l=neomenlo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neomenlo.blogspot.com/feeds/114754601802873068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27898210&amp;postID=114754601802873068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27898210/posts/default/114754601802873068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27898210/posts/default/114754601802873068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neomenlo.blogspot.com/2006/05/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up'/><author><name>Neo Menlo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04438714071811108192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27898210.post-114730838793335789</id><published>2006-05-10T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T17:46:27.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Automation Confirmation</title><content type='html'>This confirms that I will be able to automatically update my blog easily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27898210-114730838793335789?l=neomenlo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neomenlo.blogspot.com/feeds/114730838793335789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27898210&amp;postID=114730838793335789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27898210/posts/default/114730838793335789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27898210/posts/default/114730838793335789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neomenlo.blogspot.com/2006/05/automation-confirmation.html' title='Automation Confirmation'/><author><name>Neo Menlo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04438714071811108192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27898210.post-114730728518506973</id><published>2006-05-10T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T17:28:05.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Creation</title><content type='html'>The official Neo Menlo blog has been created&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27898210-114730728518506973?l=neomenlo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neomenlo.blogspot.com/feeds/114730728518506973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27898210&amp;postID=114730728518506973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27898210/posts/default/114730728518506973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27898210/posts/default/114730728518506973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neomenlo.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-creation.html' title='Blog Creation'/><author><name>Neo Menlo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04438714071811108192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
